Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1885-05-30
Stories OF Clever Children.

From Tinslsy's Magazine.
The coolest child think that ever met was
at Juvenile party. 1t was q very grand affair
and the little ones were drinking champagne,
and eating oyster patties and other messes
with the greatest gusto.
Silent, stately walters were moving about
and seeing this little ones plate empty, one
asked her what she would take.
"a little twide, If you please" she said
The waiter procured it, and asked IL she
would take anything with it, meaning tart, or
something of that sort.
A lobster salad rested on the table In front of
the child, and her eyes were attracted by the
pretty pieces OF pink lobster mingling with the
green lettuce and gold and white egg.
"IIl take some of that she said, indicating
the salad by o wave of her little hand.
The stately waiter looked surprised, and al
Lobster salad with trifle, miss" he said; 81
never heard of such a thing
The child saw she had made q mistake, and q
bright blush flushed her face: but never would
she own 1t; but looked haughtily up into the
smiling walters face, and said, as coolly as
II always take them together"
And she ate the abominable mixture, too,
wit bout grimace. Ienvied that child.
Another child once met never would be out
done. She would say the most ridiculous
things 1lnI to prove that everything in her home
was larger or better than in the homes ofotherS,
One day she was taking luncheon with her
aunt. The lettuces had been brought 10 table
The child looked at 1t, and smiled in u superior
manner.
My mamma always has the salad cut up and
Her aunt laughed. and seeing a little stranger
In the person of a tiny slug coiled comfortably
up among the crinkled leaves, called the child S
perhaps you don't have nice little things like
that in your salad" She said.
Inc enid looked at it for a moment, then
said proudly:
That's nothing, we have immense slugs in
ours"
>, came across a little boy of a profoundly re-
llglous turn of mind. Nothing pleased him so
much as being talked to about heaven and hell,
ana the angels OF light and darkness
Mother he said one day, when people die
do their souls go up?"
yes my dear" she answered
AND what color are they?"
His mother scarcely knew what to answer
It's SO difficult to explain to a child, SO she am
sWered perhaps injudiciOusy:
Inc good have white souls. dear and the bad
black. 'N VIZ '''"
quite black, mother-never spotted?"
"Not if they are only pretty good and pretty
oad would they not be black and white then?''
II think not, dear"
mrs. Baker, happening to fall dangerously III
just then, he was most anxious in his Inquiries
as To how she was. and whether we should call
ner Soofwonan. One day Il friend came in
and CHANGED to say that Mrs. Baker was ey,
Rected to breathe her last, every moment
The words were no sooner out of her mouth
than Freddy rushed into the garden and be-
gan watching Mr.. Bakers house In about a
quarter OF an hour he returned, and electrified
us with these words:
"rye seen Mrs. Bakers soul go up, and it's
piebald." ~ ~ -
Almost the sharpest person ever met was a
tiny girl of about five years old. She would
treasure up phrases and quotations she had
heard other people make use of, and bring
them out In the oldest way.
one evening her mother failed to do some
thing which she had been asked to do, her tat her
made use of the quotation, "'Tis folly to re-
member, and It's wisdom to forget"
quite an hour after the childs nurse came to
take her bed. She walked round the room,
sald Good-nlght to everyone, then entered
into an animated conversation with an elderly
man.
=, The nurse still stood at the door waiting for
the child, SO her mamma called her.
baby, dear"
No notice.
"Baby. dear"
rs mammal
Iiave You forgotten that nurse is waiting -,
such Il wicked little face was turned round:
such Knowing smile played round her lips and
lurked within her eyes.
rs loily 10 Wemember, and it's wisdom to
iordet, She said, then ran out of the room roar
InS win laughter at her own wit.
1heSe TOUR are the most droll little ones that
ever met; not now and then only were they
funny, but almost continually and / think
iney nave certainly the right to be called Cute