The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1893-11-09

her. Bessie
Bessie went, and returned Wit
naughty Queenie. who looked Is
her curls mad been gnawed of an
the sand of the great desert had be-
ground into her hands and knees,
not Ia tienti0n the iron-rust tha
ruined her pretty pink frock, or tn
crown OF her hal which Was rubbe,
Il rags.
Il wasn't frightened You sal
bod bed all wound, 50 COED wit
alon', and Mis- F'ovd gived me
nice cold tater. AID Il Uootie."
That Was Queemie's account Of III
matter, hnr >he behaved 50 we'll afte
it that her friends suspected the per
ilous prank had made good nnpreS
sion upon her.
To keep her at home She was set t,
farming, AMI the little house. wa
! transformed into miniature barn
I IA 1t lived ii rocking horse, severa
wooden cows, ~oolIy sheep, cats an,
dogs, as well as Il queer collection OF
carts and garages, tools and baskets
/ Every day the busy little farmer dug
and hoed, planted and watered hel
"dardln, made hay, harvested vege.
tables, picked fruir, or took care Of
anlmai>,-pauelng now and then tC
ride her horse, or drive out in hel
"phaeton."
The little friends came to help her,
and the flower beds soon looked as if
an earthquake had upheaved them;
for things were planted upside down
holes were dug, stones were piled,
and potatoes laid about as if they
were expected to plar themselves.
But baby cheeks bloomed like roses,
small hands We're Drowned, and busy
feet trotted firmly about the paths,
while the little red barn echoed with
the gayest laughter all day long.
On Queenie's fifth birthday, in
September, she had gypsy party.
and all the small neighbors came to
it. A tent was pitched, three tall
poles held up a kettle over "truly
fire. that made the water really boil.
and supper was spread on the grass.
The little girls wore red and blue
pettcoats, gay shawls or cloaks,
bright handkerchiefs on their heads,
and as many beads and breastpins
as they liked. Some had tambour-
ines and shook them as they danced:
one carried a dolly in the hood of
her cloak like a true gypsy, and all
sung, skipping hand in hand round
the fire.
The mammas looked on and helped
about supper, and Bess sat in the
tent like an old woman, and told
pleasant fortunes, as she looked in the
palms of the soft little hands that the
children showed her.
They had charming time, and all
remembered it we'll; for that night.
when the fun was over, every one in
bed, and the world asleep, "a great
storm came on; the wind blew "a gale
and chimney tops flew off, blinds
banged. trees were broken, apples
Whlsked from the boughs by the
bushel, and much mischief was done
But worst of all, the dear little house
Was blown away! The roof went IN
one direction, the boards in another,
The poor horse lay heels up, and the
'est of the animals were scattered far
md wide over the garden.
Great was the lamentation next
morning when the children saw the
'uln. The boys felt that it was past
nending, and gave it up; Will.
lueenie consQled herself for the de-
'astation of her farm by the childish
'ellef that crop of new cats and
logs, COWS and hGrses, would come
Up in the spring from the seed sown
BROADCAST by the storm:
SO that was the sad end of the lit
lie house in the garden.