The Bolivar bulletin. (Bolivar, Tenn.) 1888-1946, 1888-12-14
HER HOMECOMING.
How the Boys Made 1t Bright and
Happy.

II Mamma Vance could have looked
in then, she would have been undoubt-
eddy astonished. Sadie sat on the
great rolling head of the lounge, pound !
ing pillow with emphasis as she spoke.
The four boys were grouped variously
about her, their cheeks rather red,
their eyes rather bright, their heads
thrown back Indignantly. When the
long-suffeIing pillow had received its
final thump, and Sadie, her white little
feet sunk in its softness, had drawn
herself up tragically to her full height,
Eugene asked holly: Whatever has
put that nonsense into your head,
SadieP"
"It's prepOsterousr' Jack stOrmed.
Warm hearted little Fritz was in
tears. 18th lier' he walled
Stanford said not word, but his
angry tread up and down the room
spoke volumes for him.
Nonsense, Isayr' Eugene repeated,
angrily. WHO dared say SOP Slight
mother! Why, Sadie Adams, there isn't
mother in the world like ours. We'd
do any thing on earth for her. I
speak for the crowd"
He thpealzth for me-" cried Fritz
again.
"Do. you suppose we'd NOPE around
here and actually lose our appetite for
the sake of the mother bird, if we
didn't love and care for her?" Jack de-
manded.
Il jutht love gingerbread" this
from Fritz, land latht night l thimply
couldn't endure it."
''Oh, let up on the gingerbread
Stanford cried His tramp was not
conquering the irritation he felt
Look here, Sadie, demand, rs does
Eugene, your reason for this-this ac-
cusationr' The tramp had come to a
halt 1--WE slight Marmee and make
her unhappy Who has dared hint itP
Who has given you so ridiculous an
ideaP"
Sadie's severe little face relaxed.
She was the stern accuser no longer.
''Boys shake hands," she said; 1.-TWO
at a time, please. knew it couldn't
be true. but had to satisfy my mind
about II"
well, just suppose you satisfy our
minds!" Sanford snapped. He didn't
look any too willing to accept her
Overtures.
"Ohw Sadie exclaimed, a moment
airy flush on her fair face.
Your authority, please" Jack said,
loftily. He had an idea that he had
read some such lofty demand in his
history some place. ''YOur author
ityr'
"Auntie Vance," Sadie answered,
demurely.
The boys started as though they had
received an argumentative knock
down simultaneously.
The materr
''Marmeem
The mompsyH
Gee within
Sadie, still demure, nodded a com.
prehensive That's what said" to the
four
"Oh. come, now, Sadie! This is one
OF your tricks"
'.You can't make game Of us, Cousin
Sadie; we know you too we'll"
For answer Sadie drew from heI
pocket a much crumpled letter. and
slammed with it across to the bright
lamp-light of the library table. Read
that" she said, pointing out a portion
Of the writing, so familiar to the foul
bows. 1T was one of the last letter.
she wrote me before / came home
And this was what the boys read:
1--WE have decided to take our trip
Sadie YOUR uncle and /. II will be oul
first together in our welded life, an,
/ know it will do us both good.
have been feeling tired and worl
lately. When the boys were little fel
lows. though they took up all my tim,
and thought, l never felt it. They
were so grateful and loving that il wa
real pleasure to feel myself their daily
necessity, their friend and helper
IS so different now, Sadie They arr
good boys, generous and high-prin
cipled. and yet many time chOlI,
with tears to feel that the entire Low,
they gave me once is mine no longer
/ am afraid they have outgrown me II
a way, as they have outgrown thei
e-trousers and their childish de
pendence upon me. When they wer
little lads, I truly think they could no
have slept without their good-nigh
kisses to me, while now-but I shall
only hurt your kind little heart will
this sort OF letter. OF course they Low
me. Sadie, they mustl And il i
only natural, l suppose. for boys
as they grow up. to lose their loving
little ways. They are not like girls