The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1883-05-17
THE FREcKLED-FAcED GIRL.
How She Entertained a Visitor
While her Ma was Dressing.
Boston Gloha.l

Boston Globe
Mas upstairs changing her
dress" said the freckle-faced little
girl, tying her dolls bonnet strings
and casting her eye about for tidy
large enough to serve as a shawl for
that doubles ointed young person.
ooh, your mother needn't dress
up for me" replied the female agent
of the missionary society, taking a
self-satisfied view of herself in the
mirror. run up and tell her to
come down just as she is in her
everyday clothes and not to stand
on ceremony"
ooh, but she hasn't got on her
every day clothes. Ma was all
dressed up in her new brown silk,
cause she expected Miss Dimmond
to-day. Miss Dimmond always
comes over here to show off her
nice things, and ma don't mean to
get left. When ma saw you com
ing she said, The dickensp and /
guess she was mad about some
thing. Ma said if you saw her new
dress she'd have to hear all about
the poor heather, who don't have
silk, and you'd ask her for more
money to buy hymn-books to send
'em. Say, do the niger ladies use
hymn-book leaves TO do their hair
up on and make it frizzy? Ma says
she guesses that's all the good the
books do 'em, if they ever get any
books. 1 wish my doll was a hea
then"
"Why, you wicked little girl, what
do you want of a heather dollY' in
quired the missionary lady, taking
a mental inventory of the new things
in the parlor to get material for a
homily on worldly extravaganza.
$50 folks would send her lots of
nice things to wear, and feel sorry to
have her going about naked. Then
she'd have hair to friz, and l want
a doll with curly hair and eyes that
roll up like Deacon Sllderback's
when he says amen on Sunday. l
amt a wicked girl, either, cause
Uncle Dick he's been out west and
swears awful and smokes in the
says I'm a holy terror,
and he hopes I'll be an angel pretty
soon. Mall be down in a minute,
so you needn't take your cloak off.
She said she'd box my ears if l
asked you to. Mas putting on that
old dress she had last year, cause
she said she didn't want you to
think she was able to give much
this time. and she needed a new
muf worse than the queen of the
cannon ball islands needed religion.
Uncle Dick says you oughter go to
the islands, cause you'd be safe
there, and the natifs'd BE sorry they
was such sinners anybody would
send you to 'em. He says he never
seen a heather hungry enough to
eat you less twas blind one, an
you'd set a bline pagan's teeth on
edge so he'd never banker after any
more missionary. Uncle Dick is
awful funny, and makes pa and ma
die-laughing sometimes"
''Your Uncle Richard is a bad,
wretch and ought to have
remained out west where his style is
He sets a horrid ex-
ample for little girls like you"
"Oh, 1 think he's nice. He
showed me how to slide down the
and he's teaching me to
when ma amt around
That's a pretty cloak you've got
amt it? Do you buy all your good
clothes with missionary money?
Ma SAYS you do"
just then the freckle-faced little
girls ma came into the parlor and
kissed the missionary lady on the
cheek and said she was delighted to
see her, and they proceeded to have
a real sociable chat.
"Little deeds are like little seeds !
they grow to flowers or to weeds"