Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1892-06-22

what; Just tell whatp So Jenny be-
gan to think.
"Why, I'd get hammock" said
Jenny tinally, who was rather slow to
suggest when she was actually pinned
down to it"
''Oh yes, L never thought of that"
exclaimed Alice, and she instantly had
a vision of girl about her own size
loung1ng in a hammock and reading
the Adventures in Wonderland"
"And a necklace" continued Jenny,
''such as Mary Devine wears. Gold,
with the loveliest blue locket on it. I"
Alice's eyes shone, but she put down
the temptation.
''Or beautiful cabinet like May
Rogers. Her aunt brought it her
from New York, and it's just the loUe-
Nest thing" sighed Jenny. "Yes, said
Alice sdmiringly, but tell about some
thing cheaper; something that don't
cost so much"
'w by, there's plenty OF 'em. Rings
and WORK boxes, and thimbles, and tea
sets, and fans-and everything" named
Jenny, quite promiscuously, and
pouncing upon each article trium
phantly.
Yes, thank you, that's enough, ]"
said Alice, perfect whirl of magnifi-
cent ideas going through her head.
But Alice was generous girl, and
that night she thought half-reproach-
fully, 81 mustn't spend it all for my
self, though. There's old Aunt Patty,
she doesn't have half enough to live
on. I'll spend five dollars of my money
for her"
So Alice's mind started off at once tc
buy presents for Aunt Pstty-a calico
dress, pair of slippers, a pound of
tea, and ever SO mpny smaller things
for the old woman's comfort. Her
imagination even went SO far as to
carry the packages home, and fancy
the solitary old soul quite overwhelmed
with the number and magnificence of
her gifts. "Lor' bless yer, chile" she
heard her exclaim, Don't glib me any
any mol Yer won't hsb muffin lef"
and Alice went off to sleep with the
gratitude and glsdness of the poor col
ored woman warming her heart as not
even the cardinal sash or Jenny's shin
ing necklace had done.
A few days later Jenny Allingham
came running in to see Alice.
My pas going to the CentennialW
cried she, "And he's going to take
me- l wish you could go with usl''
Poor little Alice she fairly trembled
with the excitement of the idea. In an
distant, down tumbled the new books
and the lovely Penelope; the bright
sash faded out, with all the other
beautiful things, and even poor old
Aunt Patty was quite forgotten.
''Oh, if 1 only could goI'' exclaimed
Alice, dashlng out of tine room to tell
her mother.
But then" she thought. ''Ihe
money! Tisn't paid yeti And they
wouldn't waltz
So she had to tell Jenny she couldn't
go; but the new idea set her imagina-
tion on fire, and for a week Alice did
nothing bnt read about the great fair
at Philadelphia. She looked up all
the old papers that gave accounts of it,
ond sitting in her own little room at
home. wandered with the newspaper
reporters through the vast buildings in
Fsirmount Park, and saw the thou
sands of wonderful, beautiful and USE
ful things collected there
But reading about the great exhibit
tion SO much set her thinking about
the different countries represented
there, and Alice began to travel
Away over the seas sailed her thoughts,
to Europe, and Japan, and India. She
rode the beautiful streets of Paris,
climbed the old Tower of London, saw
the glorious cathedrsls, and sailed on
Lake Geneva. Then the oranges she
ate the spices she smelled and the
sandalwoods! the gueerly dressed
people she saw, and the oddly-built
housesl
For a time Alice went abroad in this
manner regularly every day, and every
day sne brought home cargo of pre-
cious things. But wherever she went,
and whatever she saw she never for an
hour forgot the twenty-five dollars.
81 wonder when it'll be paidl" said
she, Que morning about a month after
her father hal received the letter.
Just then her father cIme in from the
post Office, and he had q letter in his
hand.
''It's from Lawyer Wiseman," said
he, looking at Alice.
"Oh. goody, goodyP' shouted Alice,
"The moneys comel"
"No, it HASN'T said MIR. Brown,
soberly; 'tit hasn't come, and it isn't
coming Miss Pumpkins friends
| didn't like the will, and they've broken
IT," and he threw the letter down on
the table.
This '. thunderbolt indeed.
"Ohl OIL OIL" groaned poor Alice,
and the tears dropped down her cheeks
in perfect shower.
"Never mind, my dear, cheer up,
said Mrs. Brown, who was sadly dlsap-
pointed too. ''Cheer upl you're a.
well off as you were before.
But Alice wouldn't cheer up or be
comforted 1t wa too sudden, too un-
expected, too dreadful. Bat the next
morning when Alice woke, the sun was
shining, the birds we're singing, and
the day was very beautiful. A beauu-
ful day does something to make one
happy.
II am as we'll off as L was before, II
said Alice at the break fast table.
Yes" replied her mother, smiling,
''yOu are better of.
Alice looked up inquiringly.
you've had so many pleasant
thoughts, you know" explained Mrs.
Brown.
Alice remembered tine new books
and the lovely Penelope, ana she
smiled back again.
"And the sashl' added her mother,
who had seen her with the old ribSon
round her waist.
"Yes," said Alice; remembering how
she had loved the color and the soft
ness and the shine of the silk girdle.
"Then all the beautiful things Jenny
Allingham told about" thought she.
"And the presents for Aunt Patty
suggested her mother. "Poor thing
she'll never know how happy you made
her"
Mr.. Brown hadn't heard about this
| but he had seen Alice reading about
the exhibition in the papers. "You
almost went to the Centennial, too,
! didn't you?" said he.
"And to EuropeP shouted Alice,
who vas now almost glad she had beer
| disappointed.