New Ulm weekly review., 1886-12-22
rushed over to his weak minded broth
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er and put his arms about him.
"Poor little Mose dear fellow! Tell
us all about Mehitable. Where is the
darling that we alllove-thaty you love
80 much? Where is she, dear little
Mose?" Eph asked, tenderly. 'Tell
me, please do" he begged. still with
his arms around Nose.
Il will, I will" shouted Nose, rising
to his feet. "They never touched the
bread tray-never even looked at it;
oh, goody! goody! Eph, get the bread
tray. Mehltable is in it,
A minute later the bread tray was
at mothers feet. In it a little head
nestled on its pillow, and a little hand
rubbed a sleepy face, and then two
blue eyes opened and a rosy mouth
smiled up into our longing loving, re-.
lieved faces. Mother caught hSt
up in a transport of Joy, kissed
her rapturously and then passed
her to father. She then took Nose in
her arms, kissed him over and over,
laughing and crying over him until he
smiled-not the old tiresome, stereo
typed smile either, but one with intel,
ligence in it.
OF course you want to know how
Mehitable ever got into the bread.
tray; poor, dear Nose told us brokenly
but with great earnestness. The baby
had been crying pitifully, although he
had walked with her until ready to
drop with fatigue. Going outside the
door a minute, to see if mother and
father were coming, ne had heard an
Indian war-whoop. He was terrible
frightened, but soon recalled what
mother had told him about God al.
ways watching His children and list.
-enlng to their prayers. He prayed
then as he ran in and barred the
door, and God must have answered
his prayer, giving him some wise
thoughts.
First,h gave the baby some quieting
drops-as he had seen mother do at
certain necessary times. Then he
walked around with her until she was
asleep, praying to know where to hide
her safely should the Indians come.
He thought of the empty bread-tray;
and, though it was so heavy that it
required great effort to lift it up to
the top cupboard shelf, he finally put
it there. fixed it soft and nice inside,
and laid the baby in it,
''Then,' said Nose, "I thought OF
that verse mother taught me, God is
our refuge He must be my refuge,
cause Pm poor little know-nothing
boy, and somehow, some one-it
must have been God-whispered, 'Fix
up the victuals your mothers
been baking for Christmas and
unbar the door and hide somewhere;
then if the savages come, they'll
think the folks is gone and they'll car
ry off all the good things and won't
touch Mehitable.' So ] put all the
loaves OF bread on an undersheif. and
the pies above them and the chickens
above them. My! what a show they
did make; and then I heard a yelling
not far off, and hid in the old hair
trunk that has the big hole in it. I
wasn't a minute too quick. Was I
white as snow? Was / stiff as mar
BILE? I thought so when those Shrek
ing horrible Indians, three OF them,
came bounding in the door They
had knives and tomahawks and bran
dished them wildly, but all of a sud-
den one of them said with a grunt,
Fam all gone.' Then another said,
spying the good things 'Kis'mas dinner.
Kis'mas dinner, hi! hi! and they filled
a bag full to the brim with our Christ.
mas provisions. Then they went out
and made q great noise around the
house, and by-and-by all was still. l
smelled smoke and crept out of the
trunk. I knew Mehitable was safe,
'cause had seen through the hole OF
the trunk that no one disturbed her;
so opened the door softly and crept
out. There wasn't an Indian in sight,
but the cabin had been fired and the
flames were slowly setting fire to the
lower logs. I put'em out, though, I
put'em out" cried Nose, delightedly.
Our Christmas dinner was only some
fried bacon and roasted potatoes with
hot pancakes and baked apples, but
the rich sauce of Joy and gratitude that
went with it made it a delicious ban.
quet.