The Osceola times., 1888-12-15

] "rve thought Of something nev,-
Jack exclaimed, rushing in, quite
breathless. ono evening. "You know
how mamma has admired Mrs. Green's
dress window sestsi l mean 10 rig
one up and have 1t all ready for her
when she gets back"
That comes in tho line OF nv
plans" Eugene appended. with eager
ness. 81 meant 20 get her one Of those
pretty low sewing tables. with a chair
to suit. We will fix her room up jim
dandyw
What can be the matter with those
boysY Mrs. Beman said again. Jack,
whom I've always thought rather fat
and lazy. is working like beaver on
n long window-seat upstairs. in which
his mother may lay her dresses ut full
length without crumpling them. He
has asked me Il dozen questions about
the best kind OF padding for the top Of
it, and the prettiest color 10 cover IL
with-'something warm and Srient,
for thats VIA! .he mater likes. ]
Never saw such boysm
She repeated that statement on the
night when the telegrsm seme ssyihg.
"Re kclle on the $50 train to-mor-
row."
The boys were quite wild all the fol-
lowing day How 'hs+ aa @ofS!
Netf the doorway within the porch
there grew under their swift fingers q
great green arch with Mamma vance's
initials in chrysanthemums on it. The
roses and sweet alyssum wont into
vases for the tea-table, the library and
niammas bedroom.
"What a khack you have, Fritz"
Mrs. Beman said, in surprise, for the
flowers were beautifully arranged,
and Fritz, his black eyes shining, was
putting his very soul into his loving
inger-tips. He had emptied his small
bank to buy, for the returning mother
two OF the loveliest winter roses the
florists hot-house held. These, their
pots decked in green, occupied places
of honor beside the great cake on the
tea.table, and the Bon Silene bore
amid its graceful leaves card on
which In fritz's bold writing were
seen the words: Sweets TO the sweet,
from your loving Fritz"
1t was chilly night though the day
had been clear. There were soft-sput-
tering fires throwing up their merry
flames in the gaily-decked library and
the mothers pretty room. just al
five, Jack and Eugene were taking
their last looks there.
How she will like that window
seat. 1t is pretty, II do say it. How
the freight brightens it up!'
"Iiow lovely the roses lookr'
"IIow shiny the polished table is!'
doesn't the chair seem cnsy!'
, And then with a final touch OF care
full boyish hands here and there, the.
joined Fritz and Stanford at the gate
Its like the story Of the Prodiga
|, son. only he stayed at home in thi
, case, and there were four Of him,
: Jack said, :, little huskily.
"IIi tell you this, boys" said Eu
Q gene, stoutly, "Tve been thinking
y about this thing, and either thinkin
i or praying has brought me NOR
new ideas. l don't believe amy fe'
a low ever gets too big to low
A his mother, and don't believe, II he
h an honest, manly fellow, that it's &c
h ing TO take away from his manlincs
d one whit to show that he loves hcl
4 Bless her heart! Three cheers Tor th
r mater. 'Rah, 'rah 'rah."
d The ring OF the CHEEKY hurrat
@ sounded over the frosty air and reache
:, the hack around the corner. Thei
n was hard little pain at MANN
r vance's heart. They are playin
a bali again." she thought. They,
d forgotten we arc coming" Aud the
= OF a sudden they had reached the gat
g and four brigh,-eyed boys were hui
n ging her, aud patting her gray hair I
!. they did when they were the very Ii
d tlest fellows
We've been rs dull is owls will
= out you, you darling" Stanford sal,
), taking the smaller valises, whi
Eugene offered her his arm grand,
i Fritz and Jack could only hel
y Mr.. Vance with the shawl-stral
| and the big va'ise, and prance lin
g girls down the path behind 1.-The mott
g er-bird. waiting to see her surpri.
= and delight over the arch, the we
come. the flowers, and the gener
festivity of the dear old home.
!. Next day when Sadie happened
drop in, she started in amazemen
: "Auntie Vance! You are looking te
years younger. ] think you did nee
d Il trip"
!. at wasn't the trip, Sadie; it vi
i the boys. You remember what wrot
G youp 1t was all my silly imagination
n They do love me! They were SO gla
> TO see me! Sit down, dear. and let IT
e tell you all about it; and as pret,
Sadie dropped down upon the dain,
n window-seat. she couldn't help sayin
d with her glad little laugh, "ktold yo
, so. Auntie, told you so!"-Maut
i Rittenhonse. in Interior.
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Even More impressive.