Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1888-02-18
Sarah's Tramps.
By eAzELLE STEVENS SHARP.

By GAzELLE STEVENS SHARP.
The girls had been so full of fun and
nonsense that morning that it was "as
good as circus to watch them, I'M
less you CHANGED to be the victims of
some OF their misch evyus pranks; and
it did seem too bad that they two. who
had been trying to tile nerves and
patience of every body all the forenoon,
should have been away in the delight
full shade and quiet OF the woods when
the tramps came, leaving poor. timid
Sarah alone, with no one to share her
FIR ght.
TO begin with, Sissy had upset pan
of milk in the cellar. She had entire
charge of the milk that summer,
ami was carrying Drumming pan to its
place, while Rhoda assisted mamma
with the after breakfast work up stairs,
when she happened to recall Aunt l. T.
zie's last letter written to congratulate
her on her new responsib liLies. The
part of the letter which did the mis-
chief was the closing sentence:
Il cannot realize that the butter YOU
sent was really made br YOU. unass St
ed. How can you be demure enough
for Il dairy maidp Do you ever forget
yourself ; ID turn somersaults with a
pan of milk in your hands,"
1t was too ridiculous and before she
thought she was laughing SO hard that,
as far as that pan oil milk was concern
cd, she might as well haze done as
Aunt Lizzie had animated.
They had just finished making the
dresses MIR. Brown had given them,
dark red calico barred with white lines,
and now they were done and on, all
the pent up force that had to be held
in check while they were being made
by hand, carefully, stitch b. stitch at
t me, for inspect on, seemed bound to
find vent. They raced about the yard,
jumping the bars, crawling under fences
and over rustic benches. turning somer-
sauIts. dodging around among trees and
flower beds, or darling through the
shrubbery, turning, whirlng falling, IN
turmoil of quick motions. their red
dresses and black braided hair making
each so like the others double that
you could scarcely tell them apart;
and little Hope, look ng ON admir-
ingly. wished she were large enough to
do everything that Sissy could.
Just as Mrs. Brown got comfortably
settled to the weekly mending, glad to
sec them innocently amused. she
| glanced out of the window and saw
Sissy standing without support on the
very peak of the new barn, and Rhoda
but few feet below her on the scat
folding. Obedient to her summons
they came in. demurely enough this
time. bringing with them book agent
they had CHANGED upon as they APP
preached the house. He was lank
six-footer. with blue eyes, bald head,
| blonde moustache, and the squeakiest
of squeaky voices. The girls had be-
come Slightly acquainted with him
| during the spring turn at the academy,
where his good natured simplicity,
childish egotism and ridiculous at
| tempts to 8 ng tenor because his voice
was pitched high. has occasioned them
no end of amusement. At the literary
society, few months before, he had
clapped the climax of the ludicrous by
his delivery of ''Bingen on the Rhine"
as select reading. He attempted to
enforce his very peculiar rendition of
the beautiful poem by frequent awk-
ward gestures which were sure TO be q
| trifie out of time and were invariably
followed by his losing his place. And
now nothing would do but he must
come in and recite it for her mamma
who. Sissy insisted, was so fond OF
that particular piece, aud no one else
could recite it as he did; said he, tickled
with the fattery. gladly consented.
Mrs Brown seeing at glance what
the miscellaneous girls were about, but
unwilling either for his sake or the rs
to let him know they we're making fun
of him, welcomed him kindly, and
quietly seconded Sissy's entrealies for
the poem.
The girls seated themselves on low
couch behind him, while he faced Mrs.
Brown for aud ,ence. and with difficult
tv kept their mirth within bounds, in
deed. he did stop once and look
around, hearing something suspic GUS
ly like giggle. But the girls were as
demure rs kittens, and all attention,
and although he had thought they
were laughing at him, the expressions
on their faces and a word from Mrs.
Brown treasured him, and he continued
to the end.
Mrs. Brown made them do penance
for this piece OF audacity By combining
them to the house and to sewing car
pet-rags for the rest of the forenoon,
and all but repented it; for the girls,