The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1890-04-23
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How Papa and Mamma Taught Their
Little Boy . Lesson.
'yTom," said mamma, looking up from
her sewing, run into the other room
and bring me my thimble. It's on the
window-sill."
Four-year-old Tom was sitting on the
foor'tying the cat into harness Of red
tape, which matched her fur beautifully.
Don't want to- he replied, cheerful
ly attempting to pull poor kitty's ears
through an impossible loop.
Mamma said no more, and Tom stole
one or two curious glances at her from
under nis curly brown lashes. Was it
possible he was going to have his own
way? ~ really seemed SO. Usually
mamma said some thing more, and it
ended by Toms doing -oh, SO slowly
and unwillingly-what he was told to do.
But some thing was the matter with
that beautiful gray harness; itwasn't
SO :pretty, after all, and 1t didn't fit in
the least.
So Tom abandoned it, and hunted up
his long lines that grandma made, and
fastened them to the rocking-chair.
Those lines acted very queerly. Tom
couldn't understand 1t.
ooh de- me" he said at last, despair
ingly. Mamma my lines is snangled;
please to unsnsngle 'em for me-won't
you?"
Mammals brow drew into little
frown, and she said, in whispering
voice:
mo, don't want to-" }&
Tom looked at her very hard, and de-
cided that she hadn't understood him, so
he repeated his remark:
II said vey must be fixed, mamma;
please to fix EN-
Don't want to-" she said again,
this time with more of whine than
ever. f
But you're the mother" Tom OBJ
jected. 1
Don't want to-" was all the answer
he received; so, very much puzzled, he
carried them to Bridget.
By and by papa came home, and met
his small son In the hall.
"See here, little fellow he called,
cheerily, stake this paper to mamma.
I'm in q hurry"
Then TOMS pretty lips pouted, and
Don't want to" was what they said. A
CLEAN Of remembrance lighted papa's
face, and he took the paper in himself.
That was such little thing that Tom
forgot it, but papa didn't
After dinner the little boy was in his
fathers lap before the fire, and mamma
heard him beg, as usual: y ttf
''Please tell Tom tory, papa big
one, bout bear" @
Papa's eyes twinkled, but he drew
down the corners of his mouth, and said;
Il don't want to-"
"Why for not?' queried Tom.
81 don't want to-"
Tom slid down to the floor, and sat
in silence for a whole, long minute;
then he said:
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up, she saided she di'n't want to, an
fink ings is funny"
Papa and mamma looked at each other
and smiled. ...-
After a little, just when Tom and the
gray kitten were, having such good
time on the rug, mamma remembered
as Tom was afraid she would, and re
marked:
II know little boy who is very
sleepy, and know lovely white bee
to put him in. Come, Tom"
sOh, mol" said Tom briskly; 81
DON'T
Then something occurred to him, and
he got up without another word, tool
the gray kitten in his arms, and he ani
mamma went upstairs. But the gray
kitten objected, and dragged her shar]
claws Grossly down Toms little roun,
arm. Usually he cried when he wa
worsted in contest with the gray kit
ten. This time he looked up at nam
ma, and said, slowly:
ID jou see her a-sayin' she di'n't wan
to? Tom don't say it vat way"
! ''I'm not SO sure. little boy" reptile,
mamma, as she took him in her arms
, because, you know, when you pout an
frown, and say you don't want to whel
mamma asks you to do something 70
her, then it hurts mamma just as If yo
made long dreadful scratches right O
her heart"
n 'Oh de- me!' Tom said in dismay
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, heart--he don't want tow-Grace
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