The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1890-12-17

As the birds do, and the bees,
Singing through the flowers and trees,
TIL each mortal faIn would seek
The merry. hearted rover
HdU about her eyes and ears.
Atthls stage of growlngp ih.
like the clear, unolouded skies,
Sot too eager nor too wise,
So that al she sees and hears #H
May bs worth the knowing. ..i .
And the little malden's hearth 20 j
Al for that we're praying,
That It strong and pure may grow;
God, who ioveth children SO,
Keep her from all guile apart "a
Through life's maZes straying
journal of Education.
BeSSIE'S BIG BLACK BEAR.
How She Escaped Terror of the Woods
ana Learned Fact In Natural History.
Tie Bensonfamily were leaving home
for the summer. This does not mean
tina tthey were Sighting up : house in
the City in-order to spend few months
at SINE fashionable resort among the
MOUNTAINS. They were already very
much in the country indeed, as they
lived in the wild woods, fifty miles
away from the nearest town, and the
children, Eugene, aged twelve, and Bes-
sic. aged six, had never In their lives
seen even the outside Of church or
school.house. Leaving home for the.
summer meant with them, piling mat
tresses and chairs and tables on
nat boat, (which Gwss poled- across
the wide shallow river that lay
between what they called the winter
house Though there is seldom any win.
ter on the Florida coast, and the pal
metto-leaf-coversd summer house that
stood so near the white iabd hills. just
beyond which dashed the breakers, that
there was no danger there Of chills and
fever during the hot season. 1t was
built Of logs, and we'll ventilated with
cracks, and the roof was sometimes
blown of during the equinoctial gales,
hurrying the return Of the Benson fami-
ly to their more comfortable home on
the other side Of the river. ..r
When moving time came Mrs. Benson
used to express the wish that she might
pack Bessie up in large covered
basket. as she did the crockery. Eugene
was big and strong enough to make
himself useful on such occasions. but
Bessie did nothing but las her father
expressed it), make herself numerous. "
On the moving-day Of which ! write,
she seemed worse after landing on what
the children called the wild side of the
river than she had been before leaving
the tame side. Here. there and every
where she was, so her mother told her,
as great bother as Buchanan, the dog,
who was dashing hither and thither
among the bushes, barking at nothing
and nobody, until Mrs. Benson was
ready to 60 distracted.
20, Bessie, wish you would behave
less like Buch, and more like Victoria"
said she, pointing to sleeping cat
II don't want TO 60 to sleep ona pile
OF pillows" replied Bessie; shut If you
will let me, I'll help Eugene bring the
chairs ashore"
Eyes; and fall down ON the oyster
bank. and get yourself SCARED up and
covered with mhd. If you really wish
to be useful, take this fly-brush and
Buchanan, and 60 up to the house. You
can not miss your way, as you have
only to follow that path leading over
the hill and through the hammock.
Sam and Dophne, who came over in the
canoe early this morning, are up there
sweeping out tnelouse, DO you needn't
be afraid"
Suppose Ismeetra bear?'s 'objeeted
Bessie, looking obviously up the high,
thickly-w0oded hill over which the
path led.
"Buch will drive away sll the bears
you will mseE' sssid Eugene. ''You
ale an aVfuf SittlS COWARD for big girl
like you-six years old yesterday"
Paint . coward!" exclaimed Bessie.
"But mamma, fifI meet a bear, III
haceto climb aAtree, though you said
must stop Icing a tomboy when was
six years old wi .5IH IA On 81
'Climb tree!" said Eugene. us thai
all you know , s0ut bearsSp5 sVG ne
And he was about to impart some o.
his own supertef knowledge when Mrs
Benson, who was worried, and in ne
mood for ,natuyal history, interrupted
him with: fss 'sfGl 1'>A 4ct p. =.
oh, 60 on, Bessie! If you meet &
hear you may, climb the, very, highes
tree YOU can find; but take good care o
my nice fly.brush. II you get tired. 20,
can stop and gather pop-berries along
the way.as1NsssE SgsxsE.}hsl
~ woassS. 4. .as:..e has : s.s- ...s...A..
house yet" said Eugene, some tint
later, when, baying seen every thins
safely landed, he and his mother ant
Victoria Ton his shoulder), began thu
ascent of the hill. ''She is an awful
slow walker. " Wv
Yes" returned Mrs. Benson, whel
they reached the top, and the house,
Quarter Of mile away, came into view
II do not see any thing Of her along tn
path, - ,NA.t ~
What is that down yonder at thu
foot Of the hill?" asked Eugene. II d
believe it is your nice new peacock fly
brush she has dropped on the ground.
And so it was. And when the,
reached the spot where it was lying
they heard scared little voice amon
the branches Of a scrub-oak close by:
20 mamma, I'm so glad you hav
come! Buch is running after a bi
black bear. If l had not climbed u
here. he'd have caught me. There
Don't you hear them? They are cou
ing this way again
And so they were, hurrying throug
the underground like mad.