The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1883-02-22

had given way,
With much laughter aud breathless-
ness, allwcre rescued unhurt, and the
dangling WAS resumcdin the yard, With
er the FIDDLER and the dismal lanterns
were at oncc transferred, Seeing the
host and few Of the male guests un-
der the house cnlcayoring 10 re-estab
lish In frail foundations, Mrs Bishop
playfully remarked:
Come now, Meachem. faint noways
likely Won can rar them bull arks agin
tonight; so s'spose YOU come out and
try your hand at within the company, y
Mr.. Mcachom good naturcdly nc
quicsced in this view Of the matter, and
shortly aftcrwnrd appeared with the
refreshments, which, to my unbounded
establishment, consisted wholly Of pie
thirteen different varieties
"Ah, now | see why Mrs. Bishop
carries the bag, thought !, as the
party over and the guests departed, J
saw her deity open lis capacious mouth
preparatory to introducing all immense
pie, But no, was mistaken for afie,
n moments dciiherati6n, She laid the
bag aside and wrapped the pie in o
large pink calico handkerchief instead;
50 the mystery remained unsolved.
Mrs. Bishops next errand AT our
house was to inquire il eve took AIRY
fashion paper, that she could borrer
the loan Of? | wan, to make a pa'sol
like your maw's, she added by way
Of explanation, IAN l lowed | could
find somcthin' in that to 90 by.
My mother, though deemipg the
proposed undertaking one of R difficult
nature, offered no discouragemcnt, but
produced not only the fashion pa
pers," but allowed Mrs, Bishop to
make thorough examination Of her
parasol,
The ubiquitous bag hung as usual at
her side, but she did not deposit the pa
pers in it when she rose to 90. She
placed them under her arm, instead,
and the bag again went empty.
A week later, as | sat drOwsily con.
ming my lessons in the village school,
which began at seven in the morning
and lasted till half.past five at night, I
saw Mrs Bishop, her daughter Rejoice
aud the bag advancing. In her hand
Mrs. Bishop bore an object, which vas
both "fearfully and wonderfully made"
and It required several moments close
inspection TO convince me of the fact
that il was ''pa sol made in imitation
Of my mothers, This remarkable
structure, instead of assuming the
modest, dropping tendency peculiar to
that class of objects, was Of 20 aspiring
a nature as 10 turn completely wrong
side out and point its ribs up at the
sky, All effort to lower the willful ar
ticle at the door proved fruitless, SO
Mrs. Bishop sailed into the school-room
with it held complacently aloft thus
upsetting the gravity of several of the
small band assembled there.
I've brung Jiccy to school, she an
uounced with a flourish of her parasol
towards her daughter. Not that !
want to get shet OF the chile. Laws,
no. for she's mighty help to me about
weavin', milkin' and so on; but it's
TINE she took tO-b13lS larria' when I
was twelve years ola, with III sir q
virtue, II knowed right smart outen
books. Twas then ] larncd that liz
card was a SYMPTOMS (species) of
snake, an many other GU ros things ]
disremcmber now. Now, Jicey here,
she's eleven past, an pcert enough to
learn e'enamost anything, ef she Il only
try; so this mornin ] tole old Bishop
that's her paw-that she should be
brung TO school on here she is. "
The subject of these remarks hung
blushing head as her mother thrust her
forward, and began q wild cndeavor to
dig n hole in the floor with Ter toes.
She was clad, as to bonnet, apron, dress
and pantalettes, In striped homeSpun,
aud WAS as sturdy u young creature as
one would wish to see. Poor child,
bar troubles began from that hour
Her mothers parting injunction to the
teachcr was that "ef she did n take 10
larnin materially, Il was 10 be dluv into
her with a stick. Weeks and weeks
had sped, however, before she had even
reached that part Of the First Read.
er, wherein /, affirmed the fact,
These boys have 10 hats. This SEN
,cncc she learned by heart, and when
called on to read it rendered il thus;
These here boys hahn, got nary
hat.
'Jicey," | impulsivcly asked QUE day,
after Mrs, Bishop had made a visit at
the school, bearing the empty bag up.
on her arm, why does your mother
always carry that bag?'
Dunno, was the satisfactory reply;
"reckin' it's because she wants ter. =
Was my curiosity never TO be graft.
fed?
II kim to town to-day for two rcas-
ons, explained Mrs. Bishop while
calling at our house one morning. Zone
was TO fetch Rempsteds little gal to
see the keers, an the other was TO Dor.
row q bit of mourning from yourmaw.
Have YOU lost any Of your family
Mrs. Bishop asked my mother in
alarm, remembering little Dooducy's
pale face IN snnday-school the Sabbath
before
ooh no n. The mournin is to be
wore as token of rcspeX to u ole
friend of mine, whose funeral sermont
is to be preached to.mower Poor
Piety Ann, she continued, little did
she think when she died as her remains
wouldn I be done Justice to for fifteen
long yer.
Fifteen wears" exclaimed roy