The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1888-08-11
butter that's down there and take them


enough calico for this dress. Run
lots o my poor old mans money TO
dress you and get all your fine trump
efaI Wv -,
ing to wear my old dresses, or, as far
as that is concerned, / am willing, and
would be glad, if it will help you any,
TO go to Jonesborough, where Anna
used TO get work of some kind TO do,
and IN that way / could buy my own
clothes, and then you would not have
to use poor uncle's money"
"Hai Hum Yes, You are pritty
picture to be a-talkin about SIGH things;
what could sich child, baby, as you
do? You know nothing; not even a
Johnny cake or biscuit could you
make, what could you do? Hum, fid-
dles.icksl You know nothing, and are
good for nothing but to hunt the eggs
and tote them off to town"
Poor little Lima was convinced by
this time that her aunt did have one Of
her "bad spells" this morning. Her
temper was crossed, simply because her
wish had been that morning, and she,
spite ont on the first object that comes
within their reach, and poor little Lima
happened to be the unfortunate one.
Mrs. Rice was generally afiectionate
and kind, but she wanted to go to town
that morning, but her husband in
sisted that she should remain at home,
and that he was going himself
June, there is little business ]
must see about this mornin', and /
know you hain't no business up there
to-day"
81 have, Crisis Rice; and I guess you
| don't know all about my business.
| Jist as sure as the sun shines, if you
go up there to-day, you viii get III
fuss. Yes sir; i bet my last turkey on
it, tool"
turkey or no turkey, fuss or no
fuss, ! am a-goin' to town this mornin';
and you might iist as well keep your
| chatter-box still, old woman" and he
| lightly stepped from the large old log
| kitchen with the air of man who had
won a victory.
Lima was not aware of this little dis
agreement, and could not divine the
cause of her aunt's i'll humOr She
stood there, looking at Aunt James
| dark smiling face, while a sad look
came into her lovely dark eyes, and
turning she left the kitchen humming
a melancholy little tune, III search of
the eggs.
Little Lima Rice was superior girl,
| intellectual and had no rival in beauty.
The brilliant mind, mild gentle tenn
per, and the unearthly loveliness that
she possessed made her queen of all
| No one, not even the toughest of man
kind, could help loving her. Had her
natural musical ability been cultivated,
she would have been the sweetest
singer the world had ever known.
Her kind uncle and aunt did all they
could for her, and she highly appre-
ciated their kindness, in fact, they
| in her, had they been her own father
and mother
Her parents were dead, she had been
told; she had always been called Lima
Rice; of course, she did not know but
that was her right name.
well, Auntie Jane, l was awfullv
lucky; see, here are three dozen eggs"
There they were, carefully laid in
her large dish-apron.
"Yes, honey, | see. You are nice
little girl after all Now hurry and
put them in the bucket, but be careful
and don't break any,"
II viii, auntie."
The eggs were carefully placed in
the bucket, the lid put on, and in few
minutes the pink dress and dish apron
had disappeared, and Lima now was clad
in white, looking like a fairy.
A little white straw hat, trimmed
with knots of blue ribbon and white
lace, was placed iauntily on one side of
that pretty head of golden curls, while
ont from under the rim peeped two
large, bright, sparkling eyes.
She kissed her aunt good-bv, and
with one elastic bound she cleared the
doorstep and disappeared around the
corner of the house.
ooh, auntie, | forgot | intended to
ask you which way Uncle Cristo went
Tell me, so / can go the same way, and
perhaps / shall meet him on his way
back"
We'll, Lima, you are losing time, but
your uncle went by the road; neighbor
Jones was Just going by, SO he jumped
in his wagon, and said he was comm
back by the path in the woods Run
along, now; you hain't done nothin'
this mornin', and now you have no time
to lose"
"All right; good-byw And off she
went, swinging the bucket of eggs III
the air at such rate that it was Won
der that they We're not scattered to the
four winds and broken to pieces.
The Rice farmhouse was situated on
a cross road, full half mile or more
from the main one that led to Jones'
borough, by turning to the left If q
person went the path, down through
the woods, and walked over the log
across the creek, he could cut off CON
siderable distance This was the road
by which Farmer Rice intended to re
turn home, also the one by which Lima
intcndei 70 90 tc town.
Immediately alter You crossed the
creek from the rice farm was a large.
dense thicket, but there had been for
years path in this thicket. and little
Lima had often gone to town by it; fire.
quently she would not return until
dark, but never once did she feel
afraid.
There We're numerous and immense
snakes and some other animals that
would brighter most girls, but our lit
tie Lima WIS no coward.
just as she entered the thicket she
was greeted by an immense black racer,
but she was prepared to defend herself
"forwarned, forarmed," thought
she, and just before crossing the creek
She picked up large club. which came
very handy.
All, ha! old fellow, you are a bad
omen, but | hope to conquer you. as
well as all other obstacles, if there
should he any"
So setting the bucket of eggs hastily
ON the ground she let her immense
club fall heavily upon the head of the
snake several times; the force of the
blows soon caused the reptile to Law
still IN death. Seeing no more danger.
she fastened on. Little Lima. innocent