Evening journal., 1888-10-18

Mrs. Mary E. Tyler, who lives in Som
ersetvllle, Mass, has given the Boston
Globe the following story of the original
little lamb. !"
Zone cold, bleak March morning ] went
ont with father, and after the cows had
been fed we went to the sheep-pen and
found two little lambs there which had
been born in the night One Of them
had been forsaken by its mother, and
through neglect was about dead from the
cold and from want of food. ! got it into
the house and worked upon my mothers
sympathies. 1t couldn't at first swallow,
and the catnip tea | had my mother to
make for my sick friend it could not take
for long time. / got the lamb warm the
| first thing, which was done by wrapping
her in an old garment and holding her in
my arms beside the fireplace All day
long / nursed the lamb, and at night il
could swallow Just a little. O. how
| pleased | was. But wasn't then salts
| fled that it would live, and sat up all
night with it, fearing it wouldn't be
warm enough unless there was some one
there to look out for its comfort. In the
morning, much TO my girlish delight, it
could stand then it improved rapidly,
soon learned to drink milk and from the
time it could walk about it would follow
me anywhere, if | only called it. It was
fast grower, as symmetrical a sheep as
as ever walked; and its fleece was Of the
| finest and whitest.
The day the lamb went to school |
hadn't seen her previous to starting off,
and not wanting to go without her,
called. She readily recognized my voice.
and soon | heard faint bleating away
down the field. More and distinctly
could hear it, and | knew my pet was
coming to greet me. My brother Nat
said, Let's take the lamb TO school with
us
Il thought it would be a good idea and
! consented, and she followed along right
behind me- There was a high stone wall
to climb and it was rather hard work to
! get the lamb over, We got her on top,
then clambered over to take her down.
and she stood just as patiently as could
! DC, waiting for us to take her off the
wall
When the schoolhouse was reached
| the teacher had not arrived, and but few
scholars were there. Then ] began to
think what I should do with the lamb
while school was in session. took her
down to my seat you know we had old
fashioned high, boarded up seats then.
| Well, / put my lamb under the seat. put
on her blanket, and she lay down Just as
quietly as could be. BY and by had to
| go ont to recite and left the lamb all
right but in a moment there was a Chat
| ter-clatter, chatter on the floor. And |
knew it was the pattering of the hoofs of
my lamb. OH how mortified / felt.
The teacher was Miss Polly Kfmball, who
was the mother of Loring, the circulating
library man of Boston. She laughed out
right, and, of course, all the children
giggled. 1t was rare sport for them, but
| couldn't find anything mirthful in the
situation. | was too embarrassed and
ashamed to laugh CT even smile at the IN
looked for appearance of my sheep out OF
the floor. took the lamb out and put il
in shed until was ready to 60 home a.
noon, when it followed me back Usually
did not 60 home until night as we car
ried our lunch with us, but thought
would go at neon that day.
Visiting the school that forenoon wa
young man named John Roulstone, VIII
was a nephew of the Rev. Lemuel Capin
J who was then settled in Sterling. II
was fitting for college. The young ma
was much pleased at the school incident
and the next day he rode across the field
! on horseback, came to the little old schoe
: house and handed me a slip Of pape
! which had written upon it three verses
which are the original lines, but sine
> then there have been two verses added b
. Mrs Townsend The verses weT
written together when got them:
Mary had little lamb.
Its fleece was white as snow;
And everywhere that Mary went
I The lamb was sure to 80.
ut followed her to-school one day,
: Which was against the rule;
B; It made the children.lauRh and play
To see the lamb at school
And so the teacher turned it out,
G But still 10 fingered near,
: And waited patiently about
I Till Mary did appear
1 From the fleece sheared from Emy ev
t my mother knit two pairs of stockings
Q which for years kept in memory of m
e lamb.
t Il have not told you about the deaf
I Of my little playmate. It was Thank
0 giving morning. We were all out in I'll
: barn, where the lamb had followed M
Il ran right in front of the cows ia
g tened in the stanchions, running alon
the feed box. One of the creatures gay
its head toss, then lowered its horI
and gored my lamb, which gave a pier
ing, agonizing bleat, and came TOWARD
me with the blood streaming from il
sides ! took it in my lap, and there
bled to death
Mrs. Taylor, after leaving Sterling
taught school in Fitchburg, was married
and went to the Mclean Retreat for IL
Insane, in Somerville, where she held IL
! noeftion If nantron FIR thirfv-fvp YEAR