The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-12-19
A CHRISTMAS BREEZE.
BY SOPHIE MAY.

know very we'll how
One little heart with anger stirred,
Two little lips by a naughty word
Danish the angel Of pearly wing,
Darksome spirits instead they bring.
ooh, it's dreadful to have your chill
dren act so when you're speeding com
pany," said Zaidee shaking her largest
doll. "Why, Bluebell, how rude you
are! Now, if you go and get the friz
out of your hair you sha'n't have any
cake for your party"
my Butterfly is just as bad as your
Bluebell, only worse" cried little Jes-
sic Spring. Sometimes I wish / hadn't
any childrenl And we working so hard
to make 'em happy, and give EN- q
Christmas party. Zaidee, how long
will it be before Christmas"
Zaidee always knew chow long" it
would be before anything, and could
actually tell the time on the clock,
though she was only seven years old.
at will be three nights, and two days,
and one afternoon, " replied she, prompt
~. why, Christmas is almost here,
and my naughty children haven't made
any presents for their mother" went on
Zaidee, growing more indignant the
more she thought of their base ingrati-
tude.
So she shut up the whole family
there we're nine of them-in a large
basket which served as a dark closet.
Then Jessie found that her children
ney made her any presents, aud they
must go into the wood-box and stay
there till they very sorry.
While this severe and just punish
ment was going on, the two wise little
mothers sat on the rug and fell to talk
ing about Christmas-trees.
II know one present that will be on
our tree, and [ wish / didn't know it, "
said Zaidee, who seemed to look gloom
Ter every minute. cts q gold bracelet,
a splendid beauty. Aunt Fanny bought
il last week, because / asked her to; and
/ promised her I'd forget all about it:
but somehow / can't forget. Don't you
/ bLtUh Il u uluSb JIG pWlul WHICH, YOU UTY TO
forget and can'tf1
"Y-e-s. Only some things are W
fuller" said Jessie, a little spot in her
heart aching with envy. "Some folks
don't have any aunties to buy 'em
bracelets. / never saw a girl have so
many things as you do, Zaidee Seldom,
neverln
"Well you needn't be SO cross at me
for that; I can't help it, |, Jessie Spring.
There, now, our children have been in
long enough to feel sorry, so we'll take
'em out and pacify EN-. Oh, I'll tell
you what my Bluebell wants to do.
She has been teasing me ever go long to
go up in a balloon; and she shall go up
so she shallp
Upon this the little girls proceeded
to tie their dollies to some toy balloons
and give them a ride in the air.
away they go, up in the sky. Isn't
it gay? / wish / could go up in a bal
loon myself" said Jessie, daintily set
Ting the white plume in Buttsrfnyy,5
bonnet.
And perhaps it was at this precise
minute that the breeze really began /;
for Zaidee said very sharply indeed:
well, / don't want to go up in o bal.
loon. / shouldn't think anybody'd
want to. I should think they'd rather
wait till they are dead"
"There, now, Zaidee Selden, you
needn't say anything about me being
cross It's you are cross! You keep
saying. No, no. to everything I say
And it's just because you're so proud
about that bracelet
"No. it isn't either said Zaidee, with
dignity. che was subject to little at.
lacks Of dignity. 81 forgot oil about
that bracelet. It's the first time I've
forgot it this whole day. I only said ]
didn't want to 60 up in the sky; and
why should 1 want to go up in the sky
when I'm not dead at all.
AS she spoke, she glared at Jessie
with her large black eyes in a remark,
able way; and Jessie. whose p~atiencs
had been tried all the afternoon, wal
moved to say now the most unkind ant
cutting thing she could think Of: