News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1892-10-13

calmly disregarding the invitation,
land am here with my family from
the city. We want the privilege of
spending the day sketching and paint
ing from your meadow, and will pay
you two dollars for it. -"
"Jes' fer sittin' in the meadder =?
Oh, pshaw, misSusl Sit thar an well
come! We rents that meadder to
cattle, but not to folks !"
"Ah, but insist" And Mrs. Nor
gan laid two silver dollars Oh the ia
BILE with an air of command. "And
| suppose all our possessions will be
safe out there?"
"Safe, missus? Why OBJ co'se.
They amt no other family on this
side the glen fer a long ways. But l
don want yo' money, num-"
"That is well. Good-morning,"
said Mrs. Morgan, turning away with
the air of a queen, leaving the old
colored woman in the doorway.
"FOols an their moneys soon
parted" growled Aunt Sally Siden-
sticks, as she put the two coins into
a cigar-bOx, which she hid again un-
der the bureau.
"That was tremendously sly,
mother" said Fred, admiringly, as
they recrossed the meadow to the
waiting group on the other side.
Glow skillfully you let her know that
the two dollars was security for our
belongings! But she didn't look at
all like a thief"
"You never can TELL" answered
Mrs. Morgan. Every person about
the hotel gave these Sidenstickses
that character. Thieves, they said,
the entire lot of them"
The meadow became straightway
a scene of great activity. A wide
open tent of gay cOlors was set up by
the two boys at the very edge of the
hill. Under it was placed three camp
chairs, three easels and three sets of
artists tools, and when all was done,
"Now, mother and girls" said Fred,
center the temple of art. If this view
doesn't inspire you, you are nOn-in-
spirable!"
The landscape which the three ar
lists sought to transfer to academy
board was one of the eloveliest imagin-
able-one of the deep and broad
ravines through which the Little
Miami finds its serene way to the
Ohio-a valley heavily wooded with
oak, hickory and walnut, while over
lie top 1f the trees which rose like
1AAgn gded amphitheater of boughs
= the opposite side, the classic tow
'psrs of an honored college stood out
against the blue sky.
Mamma" said the two little boys,
appearing, each with a tin pail, un-
deI the shade of the gay tent, what
shall we do with this milk? It'll
spoil out here in the heat"
"I'll tell you, boys!" said Fred.
81 saw spring on the way up. Ac-
company me, young gentlemen"
And he STROBE off pompously, followed
by his laughing brothers.
The meadow was bounded on one
side by Il rocky cliff, at whose foot
the coolest of pure water filled stone
basin, and rippled from that down a
steep, crest-filled course to the valley
Fred sank the pals in the trans
parent water, saying as he did this,
at is to be sincerely hoped that the
thievish Sidenstickses will not find
this milk
"Sh-hl" whispered one of the lit
tie boys, and Fred turned to see a
small cOlored urchin standing with a
tin pail, quietly waiting for him to
get through.
"They amt no thieves!" said the
small black boy, Indignantly. Pm
Sidensticks.l On which burst he
marched off with as much dignity as
a small boy with bare feet could mus
| ter.
On his return Fred told the story
to his mother somewhat shamefaced-
ly. "Dear mel" said Mrs. Morgan,
Il hope they won't take revenge
These thieves are ugly characters
Keep an eye on the boys, Fred"
The small cOlOred boy marched
straight to the plain little board
house back of the meadow. "MarI
Marp' he cried, Almost weeping, and
suffering in his excitement, "these