The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1885-09-18
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Observation-Disclosures
Grand mother Curtalny
Ever 81 many years ago there was
a little girl named Polly who lived on
q beautiful farm where there were
plenty Q tcoWs and pigs and chickens.
and apple trees and daisies.
Polly's grandmother lived in the
town, in an old house, older than you
eve Jaw, maybe, for it had been built
more than two hundred years.
1t hadSthe great fireplace and Chin
ncy that used to be the fashion, and a
great square parlor, with a wonderful
fire-board;; it had pantry where there
were sure to be pes and seed-cookies,
20 when you would, and it had. best
of AHl, the nice. sunny excepting
room. with decp-seated windows.
where a little girl could play house all
day, and with grandmother's own bed
in the corner. hidden by great, flowing
chintz curtains that reached from the
tester to the floor.
Those curtains were Polly's never.
failing delight, for they were covered
with lunches of roses, and little boy
angels sitting on clouds and playing
their harps.
Once a week, and often twice, the
farm horse was harncssed up, and
Polly and her mother went to see
grandma. But Polly always felt that
she never sta ed long enough. She
would just have ssartel house keeping
in the window, perhaps. OF have Just
reached the middle of a cooky, or have
just caught the kitten, when her faith
er would come in and say his business
was done, and they had better get
home before dark.
sOh. mother, do let me stay all
night was Polly's regular request,
but she never did stay til one particu-
lar winter afternoon. when 1T grew
dark early.
Where's Pollya'' asked her father,
when he came in to hurry them off.
Where's Pollypn asked her mother,
getting the little shawl ana hood all
ready.
Why, here she is on my bed!' ex-
claimed grandma, as she went behind
the curtains. land she's fast asleep.
Its cruel3to wake the lamb up. Do
let her stay for once. Ann
Ss Mother came to look, and smiled a
little rs she not ced q witch in the
eyelids, but it was showing out Of
doors, and she thought, maybe, on the
whole, Polly had better stay; SO she
said, cheerfully:
Very well, we'll leave her, and her
father can come for her tomorrow
night
Softhey went. and no sooner had the
wagon fairly started than there was d
shout, and q great peal of laughing,
and . rush. rs Polly jumped off the
bed and few to her grandmother to
give her q hug.
You' re a little roguct', said grand
mi, giving her a little shake and q big
kiss.
MAY I have jell for supperfn said
Polly.
OF course she had it. and everything
else she wanted, and after supper
grandmother held her in her lap, and
told her an old ia .ry story about s'Slee,
Bet and Polly"
Nv as L named after that PollyP''
asked the little girl.
mo; you were named after your
great-grandmother on your fathers
side, Folly Rogers. | used to know
her.
Polly sat still and wondered how
many Pollys there had ever been, unit.
her little head began to nod. Their
grandma undressed her. and lent hel
one of her W night gowns 10 sleep
in, and Polly sank down in the great
feather bed, and knew no more till
morning.
When she awoke, there were all the
little angels looking at her, and til
~ o,Y,t xNyar nipip ~ in, and chm crY1tJ 1,,,o,
grandma in the kitchen. In a minut,
and half Folly was there too. watch
ing the biscuits in the tin baker bcfor,
the fire:
Aftesz hsaeakfast she had a splendid
time. In the first place. she went III
to the garnet with grandma after Thu
qnilting=frame, and She hid ms de tn,
old clock for rs much as five minutes
just for fun, and got q whole handful
of dried peppermint to nibble.
Then, " en- they came down, Will,
grandma got her quilt in, Polly KEEP
all the pieces Of q broken saucer 70
dishes.
But by-and-by she moved to anothe
house, and where do yon suppose /
wases Under the great tlower-baske
quilt that was stfetched upon tn
frame, and you haven't an idea, unles
YOU have tried it. what a lovely hons
that makes.
There Polly gathered her dishes. an
thescat and a a baby, and was happ
as q queen.
Mrs. Clark and Miss Avery came j
presently with theI thimbles to hel
grandma get her quilt out, and the
all three talked and stitched. an
talked and stitched. quite forgettin