The Republican journal., 1896-01-16
"Biberty-Bab's" Red Shoes.

Miss "Biberty- Bah" had a new pair Of shoes
OF soft chanois leather, and bright cherry
With shiny pearl buttons, whose changeabe
hues
Had turned all the wits in her curly brown
head.
When she first put them on she was wild
with delight,
And, with eyes all aglow with her won
derful news,
She ran to her uncle, crying loud in her
flight
Look! Look. Unc's E., see my pity wed
s'oes!"
Now "Unc'e E." was reatng, or feigning to
And he never looked up for moment, OF
Then he peeped DER his paper at fair Bib
erty
Then looked at the table, then out of the
door;
"Wed s'oes? Wed s'oes ?" he finally said
AS his eyes settled down on plump pussy
"Joe"
81 see only Joe's mittens, and they are not
"wed,'
But fluffy and puffy and white as the
Then Biberty said, as, with infantle scorn,
She looked at her uncle, with eyes opened
wide,
"Do's worn his white lnittens effer since e
was born
He touldn' wear pity we'd soes if he
tWied -
Then she climbed in chair, and, as with
her hand
She pulled down his paper said. 'Unc's
| E.. look, dere'"
And II" saw the ''wed 5 oes,' as he "beyed"
her command,
| Like two little drum-sticks, a. beating the
] air.
E. +. Parker, in Boston journal.
Grandfather and his Old Armchair.
| TO THE EDITOR OF THE JOURNAL:
Grandfather $ old arm chair still has it's
place in the sitting room, where he oft re-
clined in it, and in his dreams lived the
past over again, when he and grand
mother began life's journey together.
Then the world looked bright and beauti-
full to them, for their feet had never felt
the thorns in the pathway of life. In their
youthful vigor the burdens of life seemed
light to them, for they had willing hearts
and ready hands. AS the years passed by
they proSpered; and in their prosperity
they were not unmindful of the poor and
needy. They carried sunshine to the
lonely and comforted the sorrowing. Of
ten their midnight vigils were kept by the
bedside of the sick and dying Frequent
ly the words of the Master came to their
minds, when he said, "Inasmuch as We
have done it unto one of the least of these
my brethren, ye have done it unto me-"
They had learned to make the golden rule
the rule of their lives. As the little
strangers came to their home they were
Joyfully welcomed. Ere long their voices
resounded throughout the dwelling in
death came and the two youngest of the
three buds of promise We're transplanted
to bloom in a fairer cline AS the years
went by the surviving one was a COM
fort to his parents, and after reaching
mature years, with youthful bride.
he settled down at the old home to
care for his parents in their declining
years. AS the wheels of time rolled round
the aged couple were cheered by the win
some ways of their grandchildren. Often
grandfather was seated in the old arm |
chair reading to grandmother; thus they |
We're passing serenely down the declvity
of life. But earthly happiness is uncer-
tain. The angel of death again called, |
and grandmother was laid to rest in the |
village cemetery. In grandfathers lone
illness, it was solace to his Children to !
know that they were smoothing his lone
ly pathway to the tomb. Much of grand /
father S time was passed in the old arm
chair, dreaming of the Tong ago" BY
the hour he would while the time away
with his grandchildren; they delighted to |
be with grandpa.
One morning one of the "little ones''
went into the sitting room and as he came
out he said, mamma, grandpa is asleep
and | can't wake him. The mother
stepped in and found grand father in the |
old arm chair, sleeping that sleep that
knows no earthly waking. Thus ended a
long and useful life; and grandfathe / was
laid to rest by the side of grandmother,
where beautiful maple waves its
branch es O er their heads. j. c. NJ