The Milan exchange. (Milan, Gibson County, Tenn.) 1874-1978, 1886-08-21

gone over to her sisters, long way
off, but had left word that she would
come to Tony's grandmother's the first
day that she was able to sew.
Tony's heart sank lower every day,
but he remembered that Sarah Jane
could do wonders in the way of haste
with her needle, and SO did not quite
despair.
But the day before the picnic came,
and grandmother began baking all
sorts of nice things. Tony took a last
look at the brown cloth, and then went
to her with a swelling heart.
"You couldn't do any thing with my
old clothes, could you, grandmother"
he said, turning round and round be-
fore her.
There were woeful spots on the
jacket, but the holes in the sleeves were
small, and Tony was thinking hope
fully of bottle of benzine, which had
a very bad smell and wonderful pow
er of sending away the spots on a
boys jacket.
But the trousers were past all help
Tony had taken too many climbs on
the hitching-post-and grandmother
shook her head and went on with her
baking. Aunt Eleanor did not take
much notice. So fine a lady rs she
could not be expected to concern her.
self about little boys old clothes
Tony took last look down the road,
andthen went out to pour his griefs,
as he always did, into the ears OF his
pet sheep.
ooh, Chippyr" he cried. flinging his
arms around her neck with a burst of
tears, ''the picnic's tomorrow, and my
clothes amt made. l can't 90, and
grandmother don't seem to care very
much. want to 90, oh! oh! and my
trousers are all torn. Oh, Chippy! l
wish | had nice, soft wool like yours,
that Sarah Jane didn't have to make. "
He stayed with his fleecy friend until
it was dusky enough to hide his tear
stained face, then ate his bowl of bread
and milk and went to bed.
Here, Tonyr' "Quick, Tony!"
Hand that, Tonyr Garry this,
Tony" Such a calling him here and
there and everywhere Tony had never
heard, as grandmother and Aunt Flea
nor filled baskets and packed them in
the spring wagon. And no one could
have guessed how heavy his heart was
as his feet few nimbly in answer to
each demand.
"Now run and dress yourself, dear,
said grandmother.
Tony looked at her in amazement,
with tear gathering in each eye.
"Why, grandmother, don't you know
my clothes amt made?"
Tony called Aunt Eleanor. "Wash
yourself and come up here. You will
be late"
Late for what? 1t could not be that
any one expected him to go in his old
clothes!
But Tony always obeyed, and he
obeyed now, and ran upstairs.
What was that which Aunt Eleanor
held up before him? Just out of the
sunshine which played around the
wash-b bench under the spout, the room
seemed almost dark. and it looked as
if boy might be standing there; but
the boy had neither head nor feet.
"QuickW sand Aunt Eleanor, unbut
toning his old jacket.
And in ten minutes he stood before
her arrayed in new suit of soft, light
gray cloth, with such buttons ant
pockets as Tony had never dreamed of
And when he took peep in the glass
it looked like some other boy.
"Where did they come fromP" hi
managed to ask.
81 wrote a letter the uay came t.
the place where ! buy my boy
; Clothes said Aunt Eleanor. "The,
came yesterday, and your fathe
brought them when he went to the sta
ton. You look just lille my johnny,
she said, kissing him, as she looked a
i him with very tender eyes; "and afte
Il awhile you shall come and see us all.
Sarah Jane Green took the patterl
= of the new suit. and before long nearl,
= every boy within miles around had on
: cut like it, which Sarah Jane believed
: looked so exactly like the ready-mad
> one that they could not be told apart
: But no one else thought so.
When Tony grew older, he went t
Aunt Eleanor's to 90 to school. II
u has had a great many new ready-mad
7 clothes since, but never a suit whic
J could compare with the one whic
Z came tO him on the morning of tn