South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1889-05-31
How / Learned to Sew But
tons On.

Any one looking into my cham
Der at about half past ten o'clock on
tie morning sfter Mrs. Granger s
great party, would have seen me, Fres
derrick Elliot, in my shirt sleeves,
and with my hair dis hevelled, pulling
vicio usly nj my boot str apps, and, /
acknowledge With sorrow, swearing
fear!ully
Tie truth was, lad o7erslept my
self. and vas, accordingly. in very
bad humor; beside. this. had pro-
missed faithfully TO be at Jacks Office
at eleven, and. as a matter Of course,
everything conspired to hinder me.
In the first place. had lost the
key of NY wardrobe. and, therefore,
was obliged to put on an old shirt
which had been ieft out by &C :ident !;
in the next place, had. in my bur-
nv, spill, j a glass Of cold water over
the only pair Of socks out of the
wardrobe, and consequently. when
attempted 10 pull on my boots, they
strenuously resisted.
All this Was bad enough; but TO
cap the climax of my troubles, as
gave an unusually savage jerk TO the
straps, which forced my wet foot SOL
idly into my boot, the impish little
button on my left ~ris.band gave an
exultant leap. and disappeared under
the wash stand.
Here's a pretty go! l CALCULATED.
as I dropped down on my knees and
CROPPED vainly around after The truant.
A very pretty go, indeed can go
down town without nv treskfast,
but can't go with my sleeve flying
10 this style; and as for pinning It,
l could pin board sooner and rIs
ing from my suppiant position. |
locked obviously out Of the window.
'Confound it ali y said at last j.,
II it hadu't been for tina. party.
should not have lost that miserable
little key, and-and'-but talking
did no good, and | sat down on the
side OF the bed 10 cOgitate.
Suddenly a bright thought flashed
through my brain. Why couldn't
sew button on my selfp mentally
congratulated myself on the briIlian.
cy OF my intellect. and began to con-
slider the best way Of accomplishing
the feat.
| knew that Mollie kept her work
basket on the little table near the
Fireplace. in the sitting-room there
1 was sure to End thread and nee
die, thimble, too as the children cay;
and trusting 10 tho fatigue of the
girls 80 keep them in retirement for
some time TO come, softly opened
my chamber door, and casting no
thought on my somewhat startling
appearance, stole down the e airs and
entered the siiting-Toom.
Once there, felt safe, and draw
iLg the pisno-stool up TO the glowing
Are, sal comfortably down and be-
gan TO investigate tho contents Of the
dainty basket, with its bows OF blue
ribbon. which held my sister MolIie's
sewing implements.
With all my comfortable appear
ance, however, had an uneasy and
a singing conscience. knew In
my heart OF hearts that Mollie would
not have allowed me to touch her
dainty basket for anything in The
world and my fingers, always awk.
ward and clumsy, seemed ten times
more 80 when turning over the bright
silks and many-cOlored worsteds.
/ .ried my very best not TO taneIo
the things fer | Intended, IL possi-
BILE, TO conceal my raid from Mollie
bu; they, like everything else on that
ll.fatoJ morning, secm
ed imbued with the very spirit Of
mischief, and looked with horror,
while my ears tingleh prophcticalIy,
at the complicated, and az II seemed
TO me. inextricable. snarl OF silk.
worsted, and thread OF every descrip.
ton, which my prying fingers left
behind.
At last | succeeded ia drawing out
from the confusion which I had Crea.
ted a small needle book, adorned.
like the basket. with ininitesimsi
bows Of blue ribbon, from which
s1tricatad a lsrge-sisei needle and n