Wessington Springs herald. (Wessington Springs, Aurora County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1891, 1888-02-10


And Laura Lucille is on her nose.
And her w,txcn cheek has II dreadful dent
| And Sally Ann has n rip in her clothes,
And her flannel arms lre bent.
And the piece of cnkc-wlat will they do?-
\ That they were intending to have for tea
\ Is gone all gone but II crulnb or two
\ Now, who can the burglar be?
| There n muddy track or the dollhouse floor
Five little toes in a tell tule bunch;
| And the burs!ar-hes purring behind the door.
| Much pleased with his toothsome lunch.
! Shall shut him up in {, handbook Jail?
Shall we give him away to the next ragman:
! See him pawing spool and chasing his tail,
| And singing hard MS he cant
! Well, think, because it's n first offense;
| And he never will do it again, know,
| And I'm perfectly certain that he repents-
| That We'll let the prisoner go.
| --Enlln0 4. OppGr, IN Golden Days.
Two Cents Worth of Yeast.
"Amie!'
Mrs Baker stood in The kitchen door
and looked from side to side as she
called again:
! ''An-nie!''
Down among the c,,rrant bushes. at
the farther end OF the garden. appeared
a little figure. which came reluctantly
| toward the house at the sound of the
mother S voice.
Come. child, come" called Mrs.
Baker. as she Watched the little girl
moving slowly up the garden Walk,
Mamma WantSyou."
Annie quickened her steps, and
when she drew near. her mother con-
tinued:
Il want yon to go down to the store
your hat and go as fast az YOU can, for
mamma is in a hurry to-day. Here
are two pennies to pay fer it, and be
sure not TO lose them. Will you be
careful. DEAR"
Yes, mamma Annie promised,
and started off briskly.
Mrs. Baker turned hack into the
/ kitchen and began to sci up the break
fast dishes. stopping frequently to
smile and speak. as only happy
mother can. to the laby who lay
placidly sucking his thumb in the
cradle. FoW and then she paused and
looked out oil the window through the
branches of the cherry-tree. hoping
every moment to see the little girl clad
in blue Bingham apron and big straw
hat. At last she heard the click of the
gate and stepped TO the door.
"Why, Annie. daughter" she said.
chow slowly YOU move when you know
mamma is waiting. Come, give me the
yeast. quick;
'I-1 haven't got any, said Annie,
hesitatingly.
Not got any, exclaimed mamma.
"Why have you not got any,?
''Cause the man would not let me
have it, replied Annie. looking in
tently at a bumble-bee that was buz-
zing noisily among the hollyhocks about
the door.
"And why wouldn't he let you have
it. when you had the money to pay for
it, | would like to know"
81 only had one penny. and he
said | could not have it without two, .
said Annie. looking very warm and UNI
comfortable
''But, my daughter. / gave you two
pennies: what did you do with the
other one?' said mamma looking seri-
ously at the doWncast face and flushed
cheeks.
Il guess | must have lost it, The
words came very slowly. as though it
was All effort to speak. and she cast a
furtive glance at her mothers face to
see their effect.
Mrs. Baker saw that there was some
thing wrong, but she only said quietly.
'Weil, | cannot bake to-day without
yeast;;" and She turned into the door
and lifted the baby i'll her arms, who
laughed and crowad with delight as he
pressed his little warm hands lovingly
against his mothers cheeks.
She sat down III the big rocking
chair and sang softly to him. and soon
the white eyclids dropped over the
great blue eyes and he lay fast asleep
IN her arms. The song ceased. and her
face grew very solloWful as she thought
OF the little girl whose tell-tale face hati
shown her, only too plainly. that she
Was concealing some naughty act from
her. She involuntarily clasped her arms
more closely around the innocent little
one nesting there, as she lifted up her
heart in prayer for wisdom to deal in
the best and wisest way with her little
girl.
When the birds were getting dinner
out in the cherry trees. Annie Slipped
slyly into the house. But mamma had
evidently forgotten about The penny.
for she talked and acted as if no
thought of it was in her mind, although
she did not smile quite so often as
usual-but that might have been be-
cause she was tired. So Annie's cour-
age revived, and she felt that it was
going to pass off better than she
thought. But all through the long
afternoon, instead Of playing in happy
contentment, as usual. she wandered
restlessly about, and when supper-time
came. it was a very tired little girl
who responded to her mammals call
and climbed into her chair at the table.
After the supper-tllings were cleared
away. Mrs Baker appeared in the door
way with her bonnet ON.
Annie she said, Il am going down
to the store to ask MI. Martin why he
would not let you have the Yeast to-