The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1896-02-20

THE GREEDY BoY.

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Little Wilbur was very fond of eat
ing. 1t is natural to like nice things,
but Wilbur was really quite a little
pig. He could have eaten all day and
seemed to think of nothing else. After
brea kfast he talked Of lunch; after
lunch he talked of dinner, and between
times he was always asking for cake,
cracker or some candy.
He had tasted all sorts of things
soft soap, backing, washing soda and
srandpa's medicine which was so bit
ter that it made him cry for half an
| hour-and whenever his mother let
him go to see his Aunt Sarah, who
lived just around the corner, she used
to say: .s, 4. ss*.5 II: -
Now don't ask for something to
eat'' ~ s., ZIP
| Wilbur never did. When his aunt
had kissed him and taken him into the
sitting room, he used to talk to her
for a few minutes, and then fix his
eyes on a little corner cupboard which
| his aunt always called her "goody
closet, and look at it until Aunt Sarah
would say, ''What are you thinking Of,
! WHIP And he would answer, 81 am
wondering what you have in the clos
it, And she would laugh and cry out,
why, [ wonder what there is to-
day." and would take a key from her
pocket and open the door and peep in,
and say, ''Why, I declare, there are
cakes!' or, there are figs" or, "there
are little turnoversH' Then she would
give some to Wilbur on a china plate,
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upon it she would tell him what he
called the story Of the picture on the
plate. H..
ners, she said, was Mandarin To HIS
| country house. The fat man on the
balcony was To Hi himself. The men
servants catching fish in nets. The
funny little lady in the garden was
TO HIS wife picking mulberries, and
the little men with bags on their Shout
ders, running one after the other over
the bridge, were the rest of his SER
wants going to buy good things for To
His supper. ~ g., ".-' -
At this little Wilbur's eyes would
sparkle, and he would say: <
Il wish I knew To Hi. I think he
| would ask me to supper"
And Aunt Sarah would say:
swell, perhaps he might, though he
doesn't look very amiable." "z-.s.,4
Aunt Sarah's house was delightful
place., Wilbur thought, and he went
there as often as he could. The only
rule she made for him was that he
should never taste anything unless she
gave it to him, and once she sent him
home because he bit a big piece out of
| the cake of wax in her WOrE-basket.
He said it looked like candy land he
thought itsmust be good to eat.
One day Wilbur went to Aunt
Sarah's early in the afternoon and
rang at the bell as usual, but no one
came to answer him. maybe she's in
che Kitchen" he said to himself. So
ne went around 10 the back Of the
ilouse and tried the kitchen door. It
was fastened on the inside, but one of
and Wilbur climbed upon bench that
| the windows was open q little way,
stood beneath it aed managed to get
to the sill. whence he dropped himself
into the kitchen. @-s i.
No one was there It was plain that
Aunt Sarah was not at home, and Will
bur trotten all over the house, saying
to himself that his aunt would be sur
| prised to find him there when she came
back. At first he amused himself very
well, but after awhile he began to
wonder what Aunt Sarah had in her
goody closet, and went into the sitting
room and stood oppisite it and looked.
However, that did him no good, for he
could not see through the door; so he
gave a great sigh and went out into
the kitchen again. There was a re-
b., I>,,kI J. Lon ~01
Just off the kitchen was a tiny little
| laundry, with tubs in it, a clothes
| horse and an ironing able, and all the
flat-irons upon the shelf, with the
stand and holders hanging over. them
on little brass hooks
Wilbur went in and looked about
| him, and at last saw something to eat.
| On the floor in each of the four cor
| ners Of the room stood a tin plate. On
| each of the plates was slice of bread
| cut into Squa tes and spread with some
thing Of a reddish color-jam, Wilbur
| thought At this sight he clapped his
| hands and laughed. It was so funny
| to see bread and jam in the corners of
| the room; it was like the fairy tale
| where the house was made of sugar
| candy:
He lost no time in taking one of the
| plates, carrying it to the ironing table
and sitting down to feast. Little did
he know that the stuff spread upon the
bread was q poison hat Aunt Sarah
had put there for some reaches which
! she had found in the wash room. II
she had had any idea that little Will
bur would make a call in her absence,
| you may be sure tina she would not
have done it.
| About half an hour later Aunt Sarah
| opened the door with her latch-key,
and, to her horror, heard the most
dreadful means and groans and
screams within the house These
guided her to the kitchen, and there
she saw poor little Wilbur writing in
agony; and as the plate Of poisoned
bread was on the table. she knew at
once what had happened.
There was no time to be lost. Catch
ing the child in her arms she carried
him as fast as she could to the house
of a kind old doctor who lived over
| the way. Well it was that he lived no
farther off, and that he had in the
house all that was necessary to use, so
that after awhile he was able5Eto tell
Aunt Sarah that her little nepheW's
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