The Dawson journal., 1883-04-05
THE LITTLE FREC CKLED-FACED
GIRL.

Mas up stairs changing her Dress said
the freckied-faced girl, tying her dolls
bonnets strings and casting her eyes about
for tidy large enough to serve as Il shawl
for that doubia-j joint young person.
'Oh, your mother needn't dress UP for
me, replied the female agent of the mis-
sionary society, taking satisfied view of
herself in the mirrcr Run up and tell
her to come down just as she is in her
everyday clothes, and not stand on ocre-
mony.'
oh, but she hasn't got on her everyday
clothes. Ma was aIi dressed up in her
new brown silk, cause she expected Miss
Dlmond to-day. Miss Dimond always
comes over here TO show off her nice
things, and ma don't mean to get left.
When ma saw you coming she said The
Dickens , and guess she was mad abou,
something. Ma said if you saw her new
,r1ss she'd have to hear all about the poor
ieathel, who hOn't have silk, and you'd
asked her for more money to buy hymn
books to send t. 'em. Say, do the Niger
ladies' Use hymn book leaves to do their
hair up in and make it friazy? Ma says
she guesses that's all the good the books do
EN-, if they ever get any books l wish
my doll was heathen.'
"Why; you wicked little girl, what do
you want of a heathen doll ?" inquired the
missionary lady, taking mental jnvento-
ry of the new things IN the parior to get
material fot a hnmily on worldly extra
vagance.
80 folkes would send her lots of nice
things to wear and feel sorry to have her
going naked. Then she'd have her hair
to friz, and | want doll with true hair
and eyes that roll up like Deacon Slider
backs when he says amen on Sunday.
amt Il wicked girl either, cause Uncle
Dick--you know Uncle Dick, he's been
out west and swear awful, and smokes IL
the house-he says Pm holy terror and
he hopes I'll be an angel pretty soon. Ma
will be down in minute, 50 you needn't
take your cloak Of She said she'd box
my ears if | 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 d new muif worse than the queen
of the cannon ball islands needed religion.
Uncle Dick says you oughter go to the
island, cause you'd he safe there, and the
natives would be sorry they was such sin
nars anybody would send You to 'em. He
says he never seen heather hungry
enough to eat you, less twas blind one :;
and you'd set blind pagan's teeth Oil
edge SO he'd never banker after ANY more
missionary. Uncle Dicks awful funny;
and makes pa and ma die laughing some
times.
Your Uncle Richard is bad, depraved
wretch; and ought to have EEmained out
west. where his style is appreciated. lie
sets hoISid example for little girl like
you
M eiAiiin AlS 10 ~ ltlCC. 1lC SllOWtu
me how to slide down the bannisters and
he is teaching me to whistle when ma amt
around. That is pretty cloak you have
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 proceed
ed to have real sociable chat. The lit.
tie girls ma can't understand why a per
son who processes to be so charitable as
the missionary agents does should go right
over to Miss Dimond's and say such ill-na.
tured things as she did, and she thinks the
missionary is "a doube-faced gossip
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