The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1889-11-21
A Wise Little One.

A lady went into a millinery store
the other day to have some alterations
made in bonnet she had lately pur-
chased. Her little daughter of four
years, who went with her, soon found
her way in among the workers in the
hack store, where she fell into admir-.
ing wonder over the pretty materials
they were handling and making up in
to hats and bonnets. Seeing this, and
seeing also that her mamma would be
obliged to wait some time, the working
girls gave her some scraps of the ma
terials, together with an old hat and
bonnet frame, telling her she, too,
might sit down and trim with them.
She watched them quietly for time,
and then set to work. The quickness
with which she caught the art and imi-
tated what she had seen was quite sur
prising. Finally she got the things
trimmed somewhat to her liking, and
held them up for inspection. The mil
liners all began to praise the work ex-
travagantly, telling her that it was
beautiful, and as we'll done as they
could do it. The little one listened a
moment, drew herself up haughtily,
and looked offended. She tried to
check the praise, and evidently strug-
gled for suitable words.
Il don't like you to talk that way"
she said, at last
"Why not, dear?" asked the MILL
ners.
Because" answered the child, cit
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the first time I've trimmed, and-and
well, I'd rather you'd be more cross
than so pleasant about it."
She did not find just the right words,
but she made two things clear to her
hearers; she doubted their sincerity,
and was not to be blinded by self-de-
ception.
Mistress 'sLop- earl and Her Family.
"Choogy-choogy choogy = choogy
-choog -choog-choog -cho-o-oog!"
Little Peggy Flint went calling out
into the lane and down to the pasture
to bring the pigs home: Peggy's faith
Ell had a large flock, and old Lop-ear,
the mother pig, was sent out every
morning with them to iced on the
brakes and sweet grass and to root for
ground-nlSs
Later on there would be beech-nuts
md hazel-nuts and acorns among the
dry leaves. Then what fine eating the
Pig family would have!
Now Mistress Lop-ear thought it
rather dry picking. True, Peggy gave
them a breakfast of sweet whey and
barley meal-they could not have milk
now, for Peggy's mother was making
cheese-before they went out in the
morning, and "a supper of the same,
with some little, sour, windfallsapples,
but what was that to satisfy pigs APP
petite?
So they went out and came in hun
CRY, and squealed as only hungry pigs
can squeal, till the great long-necked
gander Missed, and running at Lop-ea1
pinched her snout with his strong b. =
tall she ram away into corner of
barnyard with her drove for safety.
But Peggy could not find the pigs
She ran down by the "wallow" and up
by the Lodges and across to the thicket
of cedars, shouting:
"Choogy-choogy -choogy = choogy
-choog 7cho-o--oog!"
But not a grunt nor squeal came in
answer to her call, only the "Pee-eez1lk !
Pee-ee-uk !" of the night-hawks as they
sailed over the pasture, and swoo-oo-
ooped thousands of millers and flies
into their broad mouths.
Where could the pigs be? Now Peg
gy skirted, then ventured into, the
woods which were ringing with the
nightingale" sweet songs.
Sine ram on and ON. By and by she
came to big hemlock tree that had
been blown down by tie wind, and It's
huge roots with the earth clinging to
them made a great den away in behind
the rough trunk. Peggy hoped MIN
bly, upon it, and ran up toward the
roots to look out over the underbrush,
when 10! a black bear sat on his
launches far beneath her, and stared
up at her with small, curious eyes, and
his nose in the air wrinkling comically.
Didn't Peggy shrek! And didn't the
bear cut off out of sight into the
bushes Peggy was about to leap off
the log and race the other way, when
she heard old Lop-ear's grunt of well
come; then the little pigs squeaked
timidly. They were in there under the
hemlock.
Peggy ran for her father, and he
came with his gun, but the bear had
left the hemlock log far behind
One OF the pigs was gone, and old
Lop-ear was scratched and bitten
badly, testifying that she had made
brave fight under the hemlock to save
her little family y Youths Compa21-
ION.