The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1892-03-12
THE YOUNG fOLkS CORNER
USEFUL READING FOR BRIGHT
YOUNG PEOPLE.
A Ghost story--Ths JinsIe-Les-
son--Not Complimentary
Good Infantile Theology
Humorous Young
Folks.
A Ghost Story.
DY ONE OF OUR BOYS
CHAPTER /.

you see il doan."
Law sakes, does you know what
you's talkin' bout, boyf Doan you
know yit dat dem people over yander
has ghostsf"
"Well, nanny, If you doan talk
funny; dem people ain't thinkin' Of
sech thing. Oars Dorsey what been
over thare the other night, and he
says he nsber see emmy yit, and he got
fore chickens and sole EN-"
"Well, thin, chile" said nanny,
ego flor fried chicken was her greatest
failing), but doanyou come home with
a ghost story, or you'll skeer ole
nanny haf to deef."
CHAPTER III.
Any one who was out about J2
o'clock that night might have seen q
very woolly-headed negro boy going
by with sack slung across his back.
He kept chuckling to himself and
would say: "Think OF nanny bein'
afeard OF ghosts; l neber see anyone
SIGH coward"
When he reached the place he had
started for, he climbed cautiously
over the fence, and went to the chicken
house. He easily got in, and as this
was not his first experience in chicken
stealing his got the chickens without
making noise. Putting five in bag,
he started to return hcrae, but had
gotten no more than hall way across
the yard when with scream, he
dropped the bag.
"Law, a marcy! Law, a marcy! rs
killed. Help, helpl" came from him in
terror-stricken words, and Jim ran as
fast as his legs would carry him.
CHAPTER III.
Such a humping at the door.
Nanny was awakened by it. She
had intended sitting up to wait for
Jim, but had fallen asleep, and do
awakened so rudely? She thought the
ghosts had come after her, but just
then she heard trembling voice call
ing, ooh, Nanny, Oh, Nanny, please
let me in, I'll never go out again at
night. Do, Nanny, do?"
"Is that You Jim, calling Nanny"
"Yas, Nanny, it's me"
"Well, come in then. Whare's the
chickensY'
"Doan talk bout chickens, there's
ghost following me. Lock the door.
"Oh! Jim has you really seen q
| ghost?" and nanny fell to the floor.
Jim grabbed the key from her, locked
/ the door and stood there shivering.
Soon nanny opened her eyes, and
Jim told her to 60 to sleep, and he
would tell her bout it tomorrow.
CHAPTER w.
"Jim, has l been dreamin' bout
ghosts, or has / reallyfheard bout
DEM" said nanny, next morning.
mo, nanny, you neber dreamed
it, but l tole you bout it, see it
with my own eyes. and neber am
real ones with clubs in thare hands.
tell you + was skeered. l jist know
they's gwine to haunt us, and neber
kin live in peace emmy NOW. What's l
gwine ter do? Let's 60 an see them"
Nanny agreed to this, and what
was their astonishment to see only
scare-crows. But, said Jim, "Ise
gwine to stick to my first resolution
for ebber, 'neber to steal emmy more.'"
The Jingle Lesson.
Kitty sat out under the sweet-apple
tree in the golden October moontide,
crying real salt tears into her Prim-
airy Arithmetic.
"Now, what's the matter, Kitty
leen?" asked big brother Tom, coming
out with his Greek Grammar under
his arm. supposed you were eating
sweet apples and studying, and came
out to do 80, too, and here you are
crying"
"It's - this = dreadful - multiple
cation-table!" sobbed Kitty, * can't
never learn it, never!'
"Hard2" asked Tom.
ooh, it's awful! Harder than any
thing in your college books, J. know.
It's the Fights this afternoon, and
can't learn 'em, anyhow"
Don't you know how much eight
times one isf" asked Tom, picking up q
sweet apple and beginning to eat 1T.
eyes, OF course. Eight times one is
eight, ! car say up to five times eight
all right"
Can your Well, that's encourage
ing, I'm sure. Let's hear you"
Kitty ratified it off like book.
olive times eight is forty"-and here
she stopped.
'.Oh, go right on?" said Tom. "Six
times eight is forty eight"
al can't said Kitty. can't learn
the rest. I've tried and tried, and its
no use."
"Do you learn 80 hard?" asked
Tom. Nov hear this, and then re-
peat it after me as we'll as you can:
When 90 out to promenade
look so fine and gay,
have to take dog along
To keep the girls away"
Kitty laughed, and repeated the
nonsense word for word.
"Why, you can Learnt"
"But that has q jingle to Il. It
isn't like the dry multiplication
table,"
Lets put jingle into that, then,
| Six times eight was always late;
Hurried up and ives forty-sisht;