Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1885-09-10

play 1t ruins clothing, and makes
children rude. They have outdoor ex.
ercise In a long walk to and from
school.
AS she spoke, the hall door opened
quietly, and fall Of footsteps crossed
the hall to the sitting.room. Five chill
dren, three girls and two boys, came In
with langnid footsteps, and pale faces
from which all childishness seemed
stricken. Spotlessly clean, with shiny
hair aud polished boots, they followed
In orderly fashion the lead of the eldest
who stood before his mother, awaiting
her permission to speak.
swell, my son ?" she said quietly.
"There Is no school this afternoon !;
the senior class IS to be examined" he
said, wearily.
mo school Very we'll, L will set
you some sums after dinner, and ind
you some words to study in the dlction-
ary"
Silently the five sat down and waited
till the visitor departed, uncomforta'
bly, conscious Of ten weary eyes, and Aye
pallid, pinched faces.
Crossing her own doorway, Mrs.
Tui moyle was greeted by merry du.
ct:
"No school no school I"
Then the tenor
Wont you make some bobs for my
kite, mamma ? There's q splendid
wind"
Followed by sweet soprano
"And oh, mamma, you promised the
first holiday you would trim my doll'a
bonnet"
"I want kite, too ?" stuck in Mark.
"Oh, do let me get my breath, "cried
the little woman. "Where's your hat,
Tom p''
"Oh, forgot, said Tom, sweeping
it off with profound bow. "Here,
take this chair, aud let me take your
bonnet aud sacque up stairs. You are
very tired"
"I'll help make them," said Bessie ;
sand I'll 90 and watch Tom mamma,
IL you don't feel like trimming the bon
net."
"We'll see after dinner" said Mrs.
Turmoyle, looking from one round,
rosy face to the other, marking the
sturdy limbs and dancing eyes. To be
sure the hair of all three must be redu-
ced from a state OF rebellion before
they were presentable at the table, and
soap and water were pleasant sugges-
tions in the maternal eyes. There was
perfect health and happiness, IL the
voices were shrill and boots noisy.
"I've been to see Mrs. Stone," she
said, when. washed and combed, the
children gathered around her to wait
for papa and dinner, ''and / wondered
if could eyer make my children as
quiet and orderly as hers are."
"Willie Stone is a milk.sop 70 said
Tom, contemptuously. "Always cry
ing because his head aches He can't
play anything, and daren't move for
fear of spelling his clothes. Wouldn't
play football for fear of getting dust
on his shoes There's nice boy for
you-he might as we'll be girl !"
"And mother the teacher had to
write note to Mrs. Stone the day
John Gray spilled the ink on Maud's a.
prom. She was so fraid to 20 home, lt
was awful She said her mother would
whip her, and keep her on bread and
water for whole day. Miss Lee told
her to say it was not her fault, but she
said her mother would not believe
herr
"Dinner- and here comes papa 10
cried Tom.
Mr.. Turmoyle came in with very
grave face. He made no comment on
the boisterous announcement Of the
holiday, but stopped to kiss the rosy
faces with unwonted tenderness. AT.
ter dinner be sent the children to the
nursery, and he said to his wife, who
had been anxiously watching his cloud
ed face:
"Tillie, I met DR.. Holmes on my
way home, and he tells me that there
have been three cases Of scarlet fever
from the school. It is raging fearfully,
he says"
Mrs. Turmoyle turned pale.
"In the school 2" she murmured.
SWELL among the scholars"
There was little more to say, but
the heart Of each parent sent up a pe-
tition to kind Heavenly Father to
keep the plague from their door.
Yet it came. A week later Mark
sickened, and .in three days more all
three were down. Tender, ,loying care,
and unexpected docility of patients, car
ried the little Turmoyles safely out up
on the road to health again. The most
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