The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1884-08-16
POLLY'S NOTIFICATION.

One day in November, soon after the
arrival OF her pet kitten, Polly said:
Mamma, I'm so glad weir going to
stay in the country all winter: for l
think really the country is so much bet
ter place to bring up kitten inn
Polly didn't like at all having to leave
kitty so long when she went to church.
She could take kitty with her to play,
or she could come in to see her when
ever she liked. She said nothing of
this grievance, for she approved of
going to church, but she thought about
it good deal.
One Sabbath near the end of the
month the little girl who sometimes
had to be waited for was already in the
carriage when Mrs. Blatchley came to
the door.
"You in the back seat, Polly?' she
asked. Il thought you always liked
to ride in front.
II thought 1 wouldn't to-day,
mamma"
Mrs. Blatchley put her foot on the
step of the carriage, but instead of
taking her place beside Polly, she
stopped in surprise. What is that
great bundle in your lap, child?"
Polly started, and looked down care
fully. That's a muff," she said. II
heard you say just now, mamma, it was
very winterish."
"lt's not cold enough for that. child.
And, besides, why didn't you ask Nora
to get your own little muff? What in
the world is that thingP"
ssWhv ito GRAND M u mp,a,s ,puF
saw you put it in a big box in the cedar
closet ever so long ago, and went and
got it this morning."
| Mrs. Blatchley took her foot off the
carriage step, and turned round.
Moral she called.
But Nora had gone away, and Polly
cried pleadingly: ''Oh, no, no, mamma;
let me keep this; L like it great deal
better"
What is the matter, Salliep" said
her husband as Mrs. Blatchley hesitated.
"The child can leave it in the carriage
if you don't want her to take it into
| church. 1t is better not to wait now;
I'm afraid we shall be late So Mrs.
Blatchley got into the carriage.
Polly was very still during that drive.
She didn't twist herself about as usual
to try and see both sides of the road at
once. She did not even talk. Her
mamma smiled, and said the mutf over
whelmed her
When they reached the church the
great bell in the steeple was giving out
its last peals. Mrs. Blatchley alighted
hurriedly and walked in at the great
door. Mr.. Blatchley saw Polly de
murely following with her arms buried
in the big muif. He did not stop her.
What harm could her chi dish fancy do?
Besides, he was man fond of Joke,
and he enjoyed his wife's unconscious
air as this droll little figure walked on
behind her. But the immense, old
fashioned muff was not the only reason
why people turned their heads and
smiled as she passed up the aisle.
There was something abont the muf1
even funnier than itself, for pushing
out at one end appeared little head OF
fur with bright, round eyes, eyes that
moved, as the children saw, and point
ed, pink-lined ears that moved. too, as
Polly's arm pressed hard against the
alert little nose.
The child's face was very red as she
slipped into her pew. MAY sit up in
the corner, mamma% she whispered
Mrs. Blatchley's eyes, too, fell on this
head peeping out of the muff.
Polly she whispered, so severely
that the child who was already a gooe
deal frightened, actually started. Blu
her only answer was to seat herself a.
quickly as possible, and so far as sh,
was able, stop up the ends of the muf
with her little hands. All was quie
within, and soon she heard a soft pur
ring sound as she bent her head.
''It's all right, mamma" she whis
pered, "Tll answer for her."
The lady said nothing, She had beer
speaking to her husband, and Mr.
Blatchley's face had its broadest smile
though as he saw Polly's eyes upoi
him. he became suddenly grave.
When the congregation stood up t.
sing, Mrs. Blatchley motioned to Poll,
not to rise. But singing was the part o
the service Polly liked best of all, anC
she jumped and peeped over her man
mas shoulder, to look at the hymn
Up jumped something else, too, in tn
depths OF the muff and began to stir.
''Sh-sh-shm whispered Polly, sooth
! lngly.
All was still; and the child nwee
little treble joined ia the hymn