Western cyclone., 1886-11-04

very interesting natural curiosity. And
Hettv screamed louder, and kicked until
her bronze slippers were as badly OF as
if they had gone through half a dozen
picnics, And the louder she screamed
aud the harder she kicked, the straight
er Dorothy Ann looked at her.
1t was very perplexing for Hetty. She
had never kicked or screamed before
without everybody being frightened for
fear she would injure herself, and coax
ing and petting her. and offering her
everything she wanted, including her
own way. if she would only stop. But
here was Dorothy Ann looking as if she
would not mind if it lasted all day, and
not soul anywhere near to do q DIT of
coaying.
At last, when her throat ached and her
face was red, and her whole self very
badly tumbled, she sat upon the floor
and looked at Dorothy Ann. And then
Dorothy Ann spoke.
Now you are nice child, ain't you:'
1t was not spoken gneeringly, nor in
anger. Dorothy Ann was a pleasant
faced hard-working woman, older than
Aunt Emily, and her words always had
weight in the family. After pause she
went on in q slow, earnest way: You're
a nice child, say! Don't you think it's
nice to be a-makin' yourself trouble and
a torment with your cross, grabbed, can
keroBs ways? Don't you think its nice
to come where folks is all glad to see
you, and their hearts Just warm and
runnin' over with kind feelin's TO you,
and little ones that's always a givin' up
you, and you just for all the world
Ike buzzin' wasp or q stingin' nettle
or a prickly chestnut burr that every
bodv's glad to get away from or drop
out OF their hands? Don't you think its
nice to keep them children all rasped Up
with your tantrums, and 10 keep your
aunt in a fret all the time between her
wish to do everything that Is kind
o. you and tellin' her children the
same likewise, and you a-goin' on like
all possessed
Hetty stared up at Dorothy Ann, be-
wildered at words the like Of which she
had never heard before, and slowly
through her mind came the idea that the
next thing for her to do was to feel very
aIgry.
"How dare you talk so to me-" she
cried. Mamma won't let you" But
Dorothy Ann noticed her anger as little
as she did her screams.
IF you go on so to your mamma, don't
she think its nice to have little girl to
buy pretty things for and to take good
care of, and then to have her a-snappin'
and a-snarlin' and a-scowlin, and a-makin'
people wherever she goes wish she was
thousand miles away? Don't you think
she's proud Of having such a child?"
Don't you think its nice to see your
pretty blue eyes all red, and your fore
head all crumpled mp so you might iron
it out, and your mouth that was made to
smile and laugh all puckered? Don't
you know that there's wolves looking out
OF your eyes when there ought to be
lambs and doves? And what do you
s'pose" Dorothy AIMS voice grew
solemn-'the good Lord thinks when he
looks at that little heart of yourn that
he gave you to keep full of sweetness
and lovin' kindness, and to make yOu a
comfort instid of a trial TO folks-what
does he think, do you s'pose, when he
sees it all blotted and stained up with all
sorts Of hateful thUughts?"
Hetty had never taken her eyes from
Dorothy AIMS face, and now as she
seemed to have said her say, and went
back to her work as if nothing happened,
it came over her very strongly that
the next thing for her to do was to feel
very much ashamed With little sob
or two she got off the floor and went out
and laid down under the apple tree.
There Dorothy Ann found her, an hour
later, fast asleep.
Poor little creature! She's tired her,
self clean out" Dorothy Ann had for
some days been "bilin' over to speak her
mind" and having now had IT, felt very
kindly disposed. She slipped cushion
under the pOur little crumpled head,
and when dinner time came, Hetty ound
dainty pudding, just big enough for
her, baked on purpose. And during the
long afternoon Dorothy Ann told funny
old stories and let her make molasses
candy to pass away the time.
Il do declare, I'm most afraid - see
Hetty" said Tom, as the picnic party
drew near home. And the other mem
bers felt very much so too.
But Hettie was subdued, and as days
went on every one was amazed at the
change in her. And nobody could ever
guess how it came about for she never
told of Dorothy AIMS sermon. I wish
all spoiled children could near such
oge-don't you?
Land o. The Leaf"