Phillipsburg herald. [volume] (Phillipsburg, Kan.) 1882-1905, 1890-04-25
OF Course He Did.

BOO-hoO-bOo-hoO-bo0-hO0!a
OF Course He Did.
Little Robbie C.'s grandfather is a
carpenter and rather averse to having
children about his workshop. Robbie,
however, being not only a grandchiId
but q namesRke, was tolerated there
once IN q while, and on one of his visits
he found something amongst some
sCrap-irOn in a box which he thought
he would like very much to have for
plaything, but he could scarcely make
up his mind to ask his grandfather for
it. At last a happy thought struck the
cunning little tot and he said in his
sweetest voice, picking up the wished
for article Gran pa, if you was little
boy an 1 was your gran'pa I'd give you
dis" He got 1t.
Why Patty Jane Didn't Go to the Party.
There was to be a "tea-party" at
Uncle Johns house. Mamma and Papa
Warren were invited, and Lew and
Becky though it very hard that they
should. be left at home with grandma
to spend the long evening.
Il most know my eyes won't stay
open till supper-time without mamma
to tell me stories, complained little
Becky, dolefully, with her chubby
hands wrapped close in her pinafOre,
while she trudged from window to Win
dow to catch the very last glimpse of
the sleigh before it dashed out of sight
over the hills.
Lew, I'm sorry to say, kicked the
chairs right hard with his copper toes,
and scOwIed bIackIy.
ooh, yes, they Will. dearie!" cried
grandma, cheerfully, winding in the
numerous balls of bright yarn which
had been wandering about the floor,
and doubling together the long wool
comforter" she was knitting for grand
pa. "Yes, of course they will And
they'll be bright as buttons, too, for
III tell you story myself"
4 story of when yOu's little girl ?"
queried Becky, her sleepy eyes open
ing suddenly.
ooh, but that's an astonishing long
time agO!" said grandma
"But L like the lOng-agos best"
cried Becky and Lew together.
"a IOng-agO it shall be, then, said
grandma, picking together the burn
ing brands with the lOng-legged tongs,
putting another stick on the brass
headed andirOns, and brushing the
Goals from the broad hearth with the
! gray conserving. at shall be Of the
time when my father and mother were
fnvibed-nOt to a tea-party, but to
! Squire HoIm's daughters wedding
| party. 1 wanted to go right bad, and
| teased and leased, but father and
mother said no. and I knew that no
/ was meant.
"But I thought upon it a long time,
and I concluded in my naughtiness that
] 6 Z
! unbeknOWn, why then 1t couldn't be
helped So I went on planning till
! by and by a bright scheme came into
/ my silly head.
"The sIeighs of those days had backs
! that would reach above the heads of
! anybody riding, and the seats were q
! kind of box, with a lid, that would
| hold a bushel or two.
Near the night Of the party I sIyIy
| put on my Insey-wOolsey cloak and
wooden hood, and crept into this box.
/ cit was a pretty snug fit, for I was
! chubby girl of 8, 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 a minute.
"But I didn't dare to cry out, and
/ away we went TumbIety-bump across
the meadow, through the long stretch
/ of pine woods, down into Kicks HOl-
| low, then away up steep Young Hill
that was nearly a. mile long and full Of
curves and twists.
/ "I giggled to myself and thought I
was having great fun. But it was cut
/ short pretty quick. About halfway
/ 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 over event, bedquilts,
/ hot-water jugs and father and mother
! together The lid Of the sIeigh-seat
/ flew up and out I tumbled with q
/ shrek on top Of the heap.
Patty Jane Swift Chat was my
name them, where under the sun did
] you come from p cried mother, strug-
/ Cling from under huge wool bedquiIt
and looking at me with stern astouish-
! ment.
Il couldn't say word.
Hid in the sleigh-boy, I'll be
/ bound she added. Now ycu may
just march home alone for your dis
ObedienceP
"There was no help for. it. All, Z
! shall never forget how I ran up and
down hill, for it was now quite dusk
Then there was the long stretch of
gloomy pine woods to go through I
stopped Onits edge. I thought 1 never
could; but waiting only made it worse.
I shut my teeth hard and ran with all
my might. I was about halfway
through when
'Who-who- Whoo-oop sounded
right close beside me.
Il nearly dropped in my tracks with
fright.
who! who! whOo-oop
ct was only an owl In q tree ever
NV head Ruf when T cot home I was