The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1885-05-01

care of you.
They logged and tugged till the mat
tress was at the head of the stairs an
baby's pretty crib sadly disarranged
One perilous trip was made safely, bu
when it came to dragging their car W
Tod gave out.
2 "There's a nice hill in the mex
street. Let's take our sled and g,
over" he said.
Mamma said not to 20 out" Do
reminded him.
"We'll get home first. Aunt Elem
baby'll choke lots, | spect, and mann
ma never'll know it,
Dot thought of the One who would
know, but consented after little urg
ing 1t is easy to be persuaded to dc
wrong when it is something we wan
to do, so they started. They never went
out alone, so Tod's ''next street. wa.
hard to find.
'Somfn' bites my fingers whim-
pered Dot, after trudging long way,
clinging to the rope.
'Bites my ears, too" admitted Tot,
who couldn't tie his cap down.
'Let's 90 home, for / believe the hill
has moved away
|
toward home, but they had turned so
many corners, and come such zigzag
route, that every step took them far
Their away.
II want my dinner" sobbcd Dot.
I'm hungry, too" said Tot, sniff
ing at the good smell coming out of
the bake shop.
All that afternoon they wandered
through the streets, stopping now and
then to warm their purple little hands.
We'll have to lie down and die like
the babes in the woods" moaned Dot.
1--WE can't, cause where's the robins
and the leavesp' asked Tot. Lets
ask policeman to take us home
But Dot vigorously opposed this
plan. HE don't know our home, and
policemen always take folks to jail, !"
she declared.
eli, hi, what are you little folks do
ing herep" called CHEEKY voice, and
there was the very policeman who
passed their house so many times each
day, but without his club and his long
blue coat.
"We-we-we're lost" faltered Tot.
"We-we-we ruined away" quavered
Dot.
80, o, O! Well, hop on your sled,
quick"
"He's taking us to JAIL" whispered
Dot.
well never get any dinner, now,"
goaned Tot, falling backward in his
fright
But the kind policeman had no such
wicked intention. He took them home
with such speed, and himself away
again, that by the time they were
Rugged, aud kissed, and cried over,
and fed all sorts of delcacies, he was
on his beat all buttoned up in long
tailed coat, and his club hanging on
his arm.
Such dreadful time as those two |
little disobedients had that night.
They both woke up with the Group.
and the baby cried till papa and mann
ma and the nurse nearly went distract
ed.
80, dear! I wiss we had minded |
wheezed Dot, watching
nurse hold Tots nose to make him
swallow the medicine.
Lets never be naughty any more.
Dottie!" groaned Tot, when he recov-
cred his breath,
The Gold Basket.
BY SOPHIE MAY.
1t was only a fruit-dish of white
china, with gilt bands around it; but
little vi admired it very much and
called It mammals gold basket"
One afternoon Aunt Emily came to
make a call. and mamma brought in
he basket filled with nice large Flor
da oranges. After everybody had ;
eaten an orange, and Aunt Emily had
rome, sister Anna set the basket on
he kitchen table, and that was the
way the trouble began.
Little vi went out there all alone to |
LAY with the cat. She chased her
round and around the room, till by ]
nd by kitty, growing tired of the q
port, jumped into chair, and got
pom the table.
Come down! come down! said little a
Il. You must not smell those oranges d
nth your nose. Come down. s.
But kitty did not come: she was try 4
lg to decide whether the beautiful D
elbow balls were good to eat. Then II
i caught her by the tail and pulled it
er backward. She did not do it 0
JuSHlN, Dut SOlutlOM llldl 0Olu DIS |
ct got in the way-perhaps kitty's q
aw touched it, perhaps it was Wis "
rm; but, at any rate, the basket was
and down it fell, broken g
| pieces upon the floor. q
vi stared in surprise at the dreadful n
lin, and then she stared at the or 81
nges rolling, heller, SHELTER under
lie stove.
''Who did that? How did it fallp" OIL
fought she.
But next moment it came over her SC
lat she herself was to blame. tn
"Why. | didn't mean to! That pref &C
=, pretty basket What will mamma in
Up" Little Wis forehead was full Oh
wrinkles, her eyes were full of nj
ars. She stood so still that YOU an
'uld almost have heard the fly on the b.
Her towel scrape his wings FL
''Ill go tell mamma / did it. and | to
n so sorry. No, I'll tell her kitty pl
d it guess kitty did do it. Naugh- to