Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1885-05-31
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Tastys Aeed-sHe.
The coolest child think I ever net w
at . Juvenile party. II vas . very grand
affair and the little ones were drinking
champagne. and eating oyster patties ana
other messes with the greatest gusto.
Silent, stately walters were moving about,
and seeing this little ones plate empty, %
asked her what she would take.
"A little twiHe, if you please, she said.
The waiter procured it, and asked If she
would take any thing. with il, meaning tart,
| or something Of that sort.
| A lobster salad rested on tho table in
| front of the child, and her eyes were at
tracted by the pretty piecies OF pink lobster
mingiing with the green lettuce and gold
and white egg.
"Tn take some of that" she said, in@i-
caring the salad BY 3 wave of her htts
hand.
The stately waiter looked surprised, and
almost laughed.
Lobster salad With trife miss" he said;
81 never heard OF such thing"
The child saw she had made mistake,
and a bright blush flushed Der face; bat
never would she eun it; butlooEed haughtay
up into the smiling walters face, and said,
as cody as possible:
Il always take them together.
And che ate the atominable mixture too,
without . grimace. Tenyied that child.
Asother child ONES met never would be
out doae. She would Jay the most ridicu.
lous things to prove that eyerythingin her
home vas larger and Better than n the
homes Of ethers.
One day she was taking luncheon with
her aunt The lettuce had oeen brougN to
table Just cut in four pieces, and without
dressing. The child looked at il, and smiled
IN 3 superior manner.
Ny mamma always has Ne salad cut np
and dressed she said.
Yer aunt laughed, and ,eeing little
stronger in the person Of tiny slug coilet
up among the crinkled leaves, called the
chi!i's attention to it
Perhaps yea don have nicc-httle things
like that in yosr salad, she said
The child locked ut il for a ronent, then
said, proudly:
That's nothing, We have im,esse slugs
in ours."
came across little boy Of q ?resoundly
religious turn q mind. Nothing pleased
him so much no being talked TO about
heaven and he'll and the anges OF light
and darkness.
Mother" he SAID one day, "wkM people
die do their souls COUP"
"les, ny dear" she answered.
And what color are theyf
His mother scarcely knew what 10 an
swer. It's difficult to explain to child, 30
che answered perhaps injudiciously'
The good have white souls, dear, and the
bad black
Quite black motAer-never spottsdY
mo, dear"
Net if they are only pretty good and
pretty bad would they not be black and
white Them
b think not, dear"
The boy WAS not satisfied, aud n neigh
Dor Mrs. Baker, happening to fall danger
ousIy i'll Just then, he Was most anxious in
bis inquiries a. TO how she was, and whether
We ,hou,d call her good woman. One day
q FIJI, nd came in, and CHANGED TO SOY that
Mrs Baker Was expected to breathe her
last, every moment The words were no
10 sooner ont Of her mouth than Freddy
rushed into the garden, and began watching
Mr bakers honse. In about q quarter Of
On heur he returned, and electrified % with
these words
I've seen Mrs. Bakers soul 90 sp, and
It's pisbald.'
Almost the sharpest person ! over met
Was 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
something which she had been asked to do,
her father made use OF the quotation: "'Tis
folly 10 remember, and It's wisdom TO for
get"
Quite An hour after the child nurse came
TO take her to bed She walked round the
room, said "Good-night,' 10 everyone, then
entered into an animated conversation with
sn elderly man.
The nurse still stood al tie door waiting
for the child, so her mamma called her.
Baby dear"
No notice.
Baby, dear"
"IIave you forgotten that nurse is wAS
ingy'.
Such awicked little faoe was turned round.
such o knowing smils played round her lips,
and Iurked within bar eyes.
IT'S FOLLY to Ienembss, and It's wisdom
10 fotdet,' she said. then ran out Of the
room roaring with laughter at her own wit
These -four go the most droll little ones
that ever met; not now and Men only were
they funny, bsb almost continually, and
think they have certainly the right TO be
called "Cu.s Kids."