The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1891-02-04
ROxlE'S DREAM.
flow Too Much Jelly Cured Little Girl
of Many Fat Its.

ROxlE'S DREAM.
now Too Much Jelly Cured Little Girl
of Many FaLlts.
She was such jolly little dumping
of girl that the whole house was
brighter when she was in it. Her
grandma was very young grandma,
not at all like the grandmas in the
picture books, with a cap, kerchief and
glasses, but a grandma who wore
dresses like RoXie's mamma, and yet
who was the very best kind of grand
ma; she could play games, and, holding
Roxie on her knee, would sit at the
piano and play all Roxie's favorite
songs, and sing them in such sweet low
tones that Roxie's little curly head
would rest heavier and heavier against
grandmas pretty gown, and the song
would be sung softer and softer, and
the next thing Roxie would know, she
would find herself all covered up on
grandma's wide, soft couch among
the big pillows like a bird in q
downy nest just waking up from a
lovely nap. Carlo would raise his great
head with the long, silky ears, and then
get up on his feet and come to her and
lick her fat, chubby hand with his pink
tongue; but before Roxie was really
awake grandma would surely come in
and lift her in her arms and carry her
downstairs to get cup of milk.
This day Josephine, the cook, had
several glasses of jelly out on the table,
and, of course, RoXie wanted some.
Grandma gave her one teaspoonful in
tiny bits, and told her any more would
not be good for SO small a girl.
Roxie's mamma came ina dear, sweet
little mamma, with soft, light hair like
Roxie's on her forehead, and soft pink
In her cheeks, just like Roxie's. She
knew what that wrinkle on Roxie's
forehead meant, and she said very
gayly: "Let us run out and see the
chickens" Roxie jumped down and
trotted out after her mamma, all tied
up in a big shawl. The wrinkle disap-
peared, and the clouds all floated away
from the jolly eyes, and Roxie forgot
about the jelly. After lunch the grand.
ma and mamma went out to make calls
and Josephine asked if she might have
Roxie for the afternoon, instead Of
Mary, the upstairs girl, who had had
her the afternoon before. Roxie's nurse
was sick. When Roxie went into the
kitchen she found in a row on the
kitchen table a gingerbread man
horse, rooster, cat and pig. She had g
Noah's ark at once, with the salt-box al
the ark. For an hour Josephine ant
Roxie had most delightful time. Ant
them ON sure I do not know wha
suggested it-Roxie said, very sweetly
"'Phine, likes jelly"
"Do you, shure ?" said Josephine
"Shure, it is good when it is good, bu
It's poor 'nough stuff when it is not"
81 think your jelly is very good" re
marked Roxie, smuggling still closer te
Josephine.
"Do you now ? thin you shall have
some," and Josephine went at once II
the closet and brought out glass, ant
got Roxie's oatmeal spoon and CAV
them both to Roxie.
Roxie's cheeks were very red, and sh'
did not put the spoon in the jelly a
once. She patted it, and held it up Il
the light, and told Josephine it wa
beautiful" and then, looking quickly
over her shoulder, she just put the til
of her spoon into the jelly, ant
took the tiniest piece; but tn
next taste was larger, and
am very sorry to have t.
tell it, but in very few minutes NOR
than half the jelly was gone, and par
of it was taken out with her finger
Dear! if mamma had seen that!
"Put it away, 'Phine," said Roxie. A"
don't ike jelly so welly much as l did,
and Roxie gave queer little shuddel
"Shure, rs cowld We are, precious,
said Josephine, running to the rang
and giving it a vigorous shake, ani
pulling the big rocker in front of tn
range, she took Roxie in her lap, an
began grooming song of the most dole
full description of sailor lad who wa
lost at sea, and whose lady-love died c
grief; the last Roxie remembered wa
|, a description of tombstone decorate
, with turtle-doves. Roxie wondered an
wondered what turtle-doves were, an
then she found herself with hi
finger in her mouth, and she could nc
. get it out. Carlo, with the kitten o
his head, would not have any thing
do with her, while the old cat mewe
SO, it sounded like Jelly" the roostt
crcwed as loud as he could, 'Jell
, Ei-n-g-e-r-s!" while grandma
lovely green-parrot turned her back il
dignantly, and would not notice Roxi
= Neither would Josephine notice he
, because Roxie's finger was in h,
mouth, but made beautiful ginge
bread toys for a round-faced little blac
; girl, who always ate nicely with
: spoon; and mamma did not know he
and grandma would not notice he
; they were both SO delighted with a jol
baby who never cried when it was was
ed, but just put its little round head
the basin and laughed through the wat
that ran over its face when it lift,
. it up. This was really more than Rox
: could bear, and she cried out: 81 or
!, cry, or eat with my fin'ers."
And then somebody said: "Wh
. Roxie, darling, it is mamma; your ov
dear mammal
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