The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1886-08-14

small, and Tony was thinking hope
fully of bottle of benzine, which had
a very bad smell and wonderful pow
or 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 as she
could not be expected to concern her.
self about little boys old clothes.
Tony took last look down the road,
and then went out to pour his griefs,
as he always did, into the ears of his
pet sheep.
''Oh, Chippy!' 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. Iwant to go, oh! OH! and my
trousers are all torn. Oh, Chippyl I
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, Tony!" "Quick, Tonyr
"Hand that, Tonyr' Garry this,
Tonym 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 flew 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?'
"Tonyr' called Aunt Eleanor. "W ash
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 himP Just out of the
sunshine which played around the
wash-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.
"Quickn' SAID 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 and
pockets as 1ony had never dreamed of.
And when he took peep in the glass,
it looked like some other I@y.
"Where did they come from?" he
managed to ask.
81 wrote letter the day | came to
the place where l buy my boys
Clothes" said Aunt Eleanor. "They
came yesterday, and your father
brought them when he went to the sta
ton. You look just like my Johnny"
she said, kissing him, as she looked at
him with very tender eyes; land after
awhile you shall come and see us all"
Sarah Jane Green took the pattern
of the new suit, and before long nearly
every boy within miles around had one
cut like it, which Sarah Jane believed
looked so exactly like the ready-made
one that they could not be told apart.
But no one else thought so.
When Tony grew older, he went to
| Aunt Eleanor's to 90 to school. He
has had great many new ready-made
clothes since, but never suit which
could compare with the one which
came to him on the morning of the
picnic, -Sydneg Dayre, IN Golden Days.