The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-12-26

said AS they went along the crows over thq
great sherwood kept shouting H'rahl h'FahI
which they could not help taking for sign q
good luck, 1t sounded so CHEEKY. Jackys mosner
did not see El-bo-gres, and am sorry; TOT
she had, could have told you how he looksd.
She heard something like the buzzing Of PEG
-one of those great grumpy ones that MAKE
their nests in the ground. so all can say ceF-
tainly Is that he had bass voice But she was
that the cricket had told her the truth aoouS
the tribes coming there, because she saw tnelF
nets stretched for the dragon flies, from one
pickerel weed to another. and looking just IKE
spiders webs. Well. the end OF 1t all was tnas
Ell bo-gre did not think anything could be dQn0
till something should break the bubble in Jackys
head. It would take pretty hard knock to do
that: but, If 1t we're once done, then the juice
that had been rubbed on his palms would begin
to work So Jacky's mother and the cricket
went horne again, not much wiser than they
went forth, as people are very apt to do when
they ask anybody's advice but their own. For
all that, the cricket chirped away more cheer
fully than ever that evening, as il he felt sure
that something was coming to pass.
'.Creak.creak creakity-creakl
Something is sure to happen next week!
Sang the cricket and though the rogue was
wiser than some prophets know OF, aud took
care not to say just what would happen vet
Jacky's mother knew, as we'll as II he had said
it, that he meant some piece of good luck.
But the cricket was mistaken, as even the
wisest of them, no less than men, sometimes
One day next week Jacky's father came
home and told his wife that he had lost every
thing that he had in the world, and that they
must sell the house they lived in, and where
Jacky was born, to pay his debts. Now see tho
difference. Jackys mother had been looking for
this and it had made her sad for a very great
while; but when it came she looked cheerful and
tried to cheer her husband. and they kissed one
another. aud sat holding each others hand, till
they felt happier than they had for many days.
and loved each other as if their hearts would not
hraa ffow oil Ptaff ho Nrya n0t nnNA
chirped again the whole evening
1.-THE next day when Jacky heard the news IL
seemed to him just as if some one had hit him
smart rap on the head and something like the
very thinnest glass were broken all to pieces
within it. And when he came to look at things
there was no longer any border of rainbow about
them but they all seemed very clear and sharp
edged and had kind Of hard look at first. Like
WISE his palms began to prickle, as il they fain
would be ADDING, for the juice of the goodspeed-
wort began to work strongly on him.
''Well you both see how it is going TO end,
for Uncle Cobus likes the old kind OF story, such
the wood fire. and those always had good end
ipgs. Jacky set to work with WILL and that
always makes way, You know And so, oil Ia
good time, he had bought back the house agaia.
and his father and mother lived there with him
happy as could be till they died. And by aud
by there was another little JackY, and hope
Ell bo-gres got to him first but don't know.
And every evening what do you think that crick-
ct did, He sat in his crevice. for he vas getting
pretty old now. and rubbed his fore-claws to.
gethsr and sang:
"Creak creak, creaktycreak,
told you something would happen next week.
''For crckets as well as men are very apt ia
think that they are always in the right But tina
incest was that, by degrees. whatever Mr.. John
looked at flor so we must call him now), began
to get rim to it brighter than ever"
Then Lightfoot, who is getting a little beyond
me now. and wears hoop. gave me kiss and
said Good night uncle. You kept up grave
face; but believe this is 'gooGe' story after
all, and you know l don't think they're half so
pretty the others. You used to tell nice.
funny ones, that made me laugh. But I'm sure
| thank you very much
But Coppertoe Is the critic for me. He made
feint if to turn a somerset, and shouted
"Hurrah Fust- rate' He was out of the room
so soon that did not think in time to find fault
with him for saying fust