Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1890-03-06

ooh. but that's an astonishing long
time ago." said grandma.
'.But like the ton5-dgos best. cr1eo
Becky and Lew together.
"A long-aGo it shall be, then, said
grandma, picking together the burning
brands with the long-legged tongs, put
ting another stick on the brass-headed
andirons, and brushing the Goals from
the broad hearth with the gray goose
wing. 1T shall be of the time when my
father and mother were invited-not TO
tea party. but to Squire Holm's daugh-
ter's wedding-party. l wanted to go
right bad. and leased and leased, but
father and mother said no. and knew
that no was meant.
but l thought upon it long time,
and concluded in my naughtincss If L
could only in some way get there unbe-
known, why then it couldn't be helped.
So l went on planning, till by and by
bright scheme came into my silly head
The sleighs of those days had high
backs that would reach above the heads
of anybody riding, and the seats were a
kind of box. with a lid, that would hold
; a bushcl or two.
Near the night of the party l slyly
put on my linsey-woolsey cloak and
wooden hood, and crept into this box.
1T was pretty snug tit, for | was
chubby girl of eight, and the lid
wouldn't come down very close; but
when father and mother got in it came
down SO quick on the top of my head
| that it made me see whole Skyful OF
stars for minute
But l didn't dare to cry out. and
away we went rumblety-b bump across
| the meadow. through the long stretch OF
pine woods, down into Kicks Hollow
then away up steep Young Hill that was
nearly mile long and full of curves and
| twists.
II giggled to myself and thought l
was having great fun. But it was cut
short pretty quick. About half way up
Young Hill, in the very steepest part.
was the Elbow Here it always drifted
badly and was awful Siding. Mother
| wanted to get out, but father thought
! twas safe.
| ''All at once we went over, hedquilts,
| hot-water jugs and father and mother
| together. The lid of the sleigh-seat
few up and out tumbled with a shrek
on top of the heap.
| Patty Jane Swift (that was my
| name then.) where under the sun did
you come from?' cried mother, strug-
Cling from under huge wool. bedquilt
and looking at me with stern astonish
ment.
Il couldn't say word.
"'Hid in the sleigh-box. TTl be
bound she added. Now You may
Just march home alone for your disobc
I'diencer
There was no help for it. March |
must. All, | shall never forget how |
ran up and down hill, for it was now
quite dusk. Then there was the Bong
stretch of gloomy pine woods to go
| through. l stopped on it's edge. |
thought nerer could:: but waiting only
made it worse, I shut my teeth hard
and ran with all my might. was about
halfway through when
Who-1rho-WHoo-0or sounded right
close beside me-.
Il nearly dropped in my tracks with
fright.
""> H-hoi 7rh0F ,chOO-Oo-oO!
'It was only an owl in tree over my
head But when got home l was ready
to stay at home when [ was told to by
those who knew best."-Youth's Com
panion.
A Tame Robin.
We call him Bobby. johnny found
him when he was hardly fedged out.
He was cuddled close to a big rock in the
wheat field and crying as if his little
heart would break. just as you would
cry if some great giant should burn your
home and kill your dear brothers and
sisters. That was what happened to this
dear little robin. Some cruel boy had de-
stroyed the home nest. and killed all the
robins but this one. He had slipped
away among the wheat.
He was alone, and cold, and hungry,
SO Johnny brought him home. He soon
grew to be very tame, and ate the bread
and egg which Johnny gave him.. readily.
1t was easy to teach him tricks. And
now. while the winter winds blow cold,
and the snow whirls against the win
dows, we have great fun with Bobby.
He will kiss us very prettily, but is
stranger offers his mouth for kiss he
will nip his lip with his long, sharp bill.
He will sit on mammals shoulder
for an hour at time. softly
singing a pretty song. but if she begins
to eat an apple, and does not offer him a
bite, he will tweak her ear sharply.
Sometimes he will not let hersew. but
will fly toward her, seize the thread,
and pull it out of the needle before sho
can take q stitch. No matter how many
times she threads it, he will not let her
sew until he is tired of the fun. He will
climb a tiny ladder, then fall down and
make believe he is dead. He will Sing
for his supper" when we hold up any
dainty and tell him to sing for it,
He will play ''hide-and-seek." But
we generally let him hide. because he
pulls our hair when he finds us--Little
Mem and Women.
Aunt Lois" Bonnet.
Aunu Lois was going out one day for
a walk.
She put on her warm cloak. and went
into her closet and took down the box
where she kept her neat, gray bonnet.
She put it carefully on, over her soft