The Universalist. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1884-1897, 1888-06-09
Gamma Tyler and Co.
Dry and Fancy Goods.
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Plenty OF customers came to buy OF
Anna Tyler and Go. = all the children
from near and from far, with hands and
pockets full of beans. For all the "dry
and fancy goods" were to be sold for
BEAMS black bean being worth four
white ones; and, as for green bean, that
being very rare thing, Tel insisting that
green beans we're really "peas got in by
mistake why that was worth twenty
white. Even "peek" througha kaleid-
oscope cost six beans.
"And every time you shake it, it's two
beans more" said Nan.
Grandma promised to pay penny for
every ten beans, (which was very neat in
her," Tel declared, seeing she had as
many as she could use in the house al
ready.
ALI day Thursday, Nan drove thriv-
ing trade. Mary Maria Miranda Marie
was the observed Of all observers, as she
sat up, stiff, stark and genteel, beside her
blockhead lover. You could see her eyes
shine at the thought of future love and
clothes. All, Mary Maria Miranda Marie,
little did you guess what a cloud was
gathering over your head!
But the cloud was certainly not in the
sky that next Friday morning. Such a
delicious day it was, with the sun shin
ing just as brightly as he could, the dan
delions doing their best to mimic him,
and the buttercups just about as yellow
as they. Do you wonder that Nan said
eyes," when grandpa asked her to go to
drive?
"Ill shut up shop to-day" said she.
Gwen il the wedding is put off little,
who csres?" and off she went fsss
But, Miss Nan, you were not the only
person concerned. You forgot your small
Co.
Colby nodded her yellow curls, and her
brown eyes sparkled.
"Mawy Mawia Miwands Mawie and
NELL help Mamie" she thought gieeful-
ly. II can keep store wather s'pose."
There was no one to interfere. Tel
had gone fishing, and Miss M. M. M.
Marie said never word.
Goldy was in high feather. She perched
herself behind. the counter, as radiant
as the morning.
In hocked the customers.
cts two beans you can have my Sam
ivel for, Wosamond Smith," cried Goldy,
in burst of love and business; sand I
won't charge six beans to peep to the
krydescope. Do it for noffin. Every
body can do it for noffin." And the little
Go. stretched out both arms and beamed
with pure generosity.
Of went Mans goods. The bits OF tin
Goldy thrust into Flossie Rays pocket
The court. plaster cases, which were
worth fifteen beans apiece, Colby tossed
into the ash barrel, because Tommy
jackson declared they were not "decent
to look at"
"Maybe it's the specwecles you'd like
Oh, oh, oh |" rippled Goldy, as Tommy
mounted them on his nose, and viewed
the landscape DER. "You must pay jest
thwee beans, Tommy"
81 haven't got any beans. So, now,
you've got to give 'em to me, Goldy
Tyler"
But Goldy declared he should pay; and
the result was a brisk skirnish, in the
midst of which-oh, how can tell you
that beautiful kaleidoscope, with its for
tune of peeps, came tumbling 70 the
floor.
At first, Goldy was frightened as it lay
at her feet, broken into forty little tiny
bits. But she chesred up directly.
"You can have the glass; It's lots bet
ter bwoken."
Why did those children take what four
year.old Goldy gave them? I do not
know. The awful fact remains. Every
single thing in Mans store went travel
ing off in some small pocket.
"Here's 'leven beans and one BEAM
cried Goldy, dancing up to the wagon
when her sister came home. az selled
'em all. Amt you glad I'm Co., my
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Nan looked at the few beans in Goldy's
hand. She looked at the beaming face.
A horrible fear came upon her. She
rushed to the shed.
There stood the empty wash bench.
There lay the remains of the kaleido-
scope. There sat Mary Maria Miranda
Marie in speechless agony.
"Where are my things Goldy Tyler ?"
exclaimed Nan,
81 gave 'em away. You don't s'pose
I'd shBrge!" said Goldy.
What did Nan do? She sat down on
the steps, and cried and cried and cried.
Goljy cried, too. Oh, yes! She knew
something was wrong, SO she walled
away in company.
Tel found them both, when he came
home little later.
"What shall do? Oh, what shall
do?" wept Nan.
I'm only mite" pleaded the culprit
az did cwy and cwy, and I can't cwy any
more. So guess I'll go"
Suiting the action to the word, Goldy
stole away, and in ten minutes was as
clipper as if nothing had happened. She
was only "a mite;" and how could such g
baby stay sorry?
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