The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1899-01-07

Nv colt IS named DICK, aruer papa
He is a bay, and has white star III |
his forehead. Did you have uni
form when you were soldier! CIhls
TO the colonel) My papa's uniform Is
lust lovely. 1t has gold buttons on
II. and he's got bag just like l carry
| TO school. only it's longer and rounder,
and he's got great big gun, almost
as long as-as-this car almost IT'S
so heavy I can't lift, anyhow. was
you ever In campT
"a. great many times answered.
the old soldier. 81 lived In camps 1or
nearly twenty years."
"My. but that's a long timer con-
tinued the child. "Tm only seven
going on eight. My papa was only III
camp two weeks. l was out to see
him once. He looked just splendid
onlv II took an awful long time to
see him. He was in the middle Oh
whole lot of soldiers standing IN
line. but he looked better than any OF
EN-. because he wears his hair so long.
Don't you like long hair? Aunt Mary
made some hair for my dolly, but II
wouldn't stay on. 1t was really true
hair. She cut it from my cousin
Kitty. Kitty's dead before was
found. But 1t kept coming of no mat
ter how tight we sewed it ON, and IT
didn't match. My dolly's rag, you
I know. It's a beautiful dolly. Grand
ma used to play with 1t when she was
; a little girl. It's named Polly, after
her and me. Papa said he's get me
a real wax doll when he comes back.
. I wish he was back nOw-not for the
doll. though" she added with little
l. blush, "but because l love him. lie
tells me such beautiful stories"
"That's NICE" put in the old lady,
edo you remember any of themF
i "AIl of them, every one. He told
me one just before he went away. IL
was about q little girl who was horned
in the country just like me, and she
grew up beautiful woman. She
N could sing and play on the piano ano
d melodeon. Once upon time young
g. beautiful man came to her house ant
asked her to go to the city with him
He told her he would give her sill
,d dresses and a gold ring, bangle
n bracelet, big album, and lots o.
Is things if she'd only go to the city witt
him. He said she could do anythin;
# she wanted to. She needn't milk o
IN churn or feed the chickens, or max
TO bread or set the. table or wash tn
al dishes or sweep or dust. She coul'
in do just presactly what she wanted td
" And she thought, and thought, AM
he thought"
le. Ibid she go with him?'
ad NO, indeed. She thought an
pc thought and then she stayed at HON
ed and married the farmers son an
nd lived happy ever afterward. Ism
that a nice story? l know lots more
gu L"
GU IT wouldn't tell any more storie
Just now" interrupted the old lad.
he not unkindly, Pm afraid it Wi
Did make you tired, dear. Don't you wal
to lie down in my lap and let m
ly, sing pretty song to you?"
I'm ~ like singing" returned the chill
hy "but I amt a bit sleepy"
So she made room for the old LAD
tie by her side, and after much fussir
laid her curly head in her lap al
ont closed her eyes, while the old lac
de- softly sang about "Old Mother HUI
red bard'' and Little Boy Blue" in
Ind sweet, low voice, that quivered a L
Z. tie on the high notes, but was We
musical for all that. And before t
as next stop she was fast asleep.
poor little tot!' repeated the o
one lady, and she pressed the child clos
Try. to her.
bbe So the long afternoon wore on, I'm
boy at last the train reached the bro
marshes of Jersey City. The 9th
lcle passengers were putting on their Goa
get and hats and taking their pare
down from the rack and just as
on old lady was about to ~ouse the chi
ian, the man from the front car came
,wn 'T'm very much obliged to you,"
hes said warmly. 81 hope she di1
fter bother you. We change cars here
home. We've been down to Altar
NED to meet her father, but we got thu
car. too late. He's in the baggage {
he now She doesn't know it yet.
dpa didn't have the heart to tell b
and Come on, Polly" and he took the oh
ives gently by the hand. "Come on Pc
and dearie We are going home now
Aunt Mary and grandpapa. Co
ne on"
'''ei IL want my papa" cried
o., child softly. as she rubbed her ey
ii' "Will he be home when we
there"
an, Jersey City! All out" called
sked &C., ~, 90 tto,,l- ro,,p, Gotta
oped o,o In
.ot .Cd NV, oaaoa p,ur s,,;,
through her tears.
and 81 49, -. - ~. .;eo
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