Evening journal. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1888-1932, 1899-05-25
TONY'S NEW CLOTHES.

your sunday suit LOT every Gay now, ! OnS-
"Yes'm," answered Tony.
"And you'd better go down to Sarah Jane
Green's, and see when she can come and
make your new suit"
"Yes'm," said Tony. "I'll go now, fore
get my clothes dirty"
The only difference between Tony's Sun
day suit and his everyday suit lay in the
fact OF the former being in good order.
His suits were always made by one pat
tern, owned by Sarah Jane Green. Tony
grew SO fast that Sarah Jane always had to
cut her pattern larger, and sometimes she
forgot to enlarge everything, so that the suit
had curious look, which, however, nevef
troubled Tony at oil.
Pm very sorry, Tony" said Sarah Jane
when Tony reached her house; but I've
sprained my wrist, and don't know when ]
can come"
Tony looked dismayed.
The picnic's to be in two weeks" he
said.
ooh, I'm pretty are to be well by that
time. III keep it in mind, and you'll be
pretty sure to see me-"
Tony lived on a sheep ranch with his ia
thor and his grandmother and one or two
hired men. Until about a year ago it had
been 20 miles to post Office, and neigh
bors had been so scarce that weeks would
sometimes pass without their seeing one
But now railroad came within four miles
Of them, and little bit of a village was
springing up at the station, so that Tony
and his friends felt almost like city folks,
they sometimes declared.
The picnic Tony spoke Of was for the Sun
day school at the station, which Tony at
tended, thinking nothing of a four-mile
walk
A week passed, and Sarah Jane did not
come. Tony took to giving a peep at the
brown cloth, which lay ready for his suit,
and then climbing to the top of the tallest
hitching post outside the door to watch
anxiously for her stout figure and jolly,
round face.
One day he saw a wagon in the far dis
lance, and his heart gave great bound, for
there. certainly was a woman in il. But, as
it drew near, his JOY turned to curiosity.
The face and form Of the stranger were not
a bit like those of Sarah Jane. But who
could it be?
rs this Tony?' she asked.
"Yesm," said Tony
q am your Aunt Eleanor" she said. II
have come a long way to see you"
Aunt Eleanor was his mothers sister.
| Tony found it so pleasant to / e near her
that he spent several hours in the house, al
most forgetting his suit.
She told him all about her boys, andlasked
all about what he had learned, seeming sur
/ prised to hear that he had read the "Pil-
/ grims Progress" the Life of Washington, -
and half of Jays Lectures" which were
/ the only books on the ranch.
"But l don't like Jays Lectures very
WELL" he admitted to her, at which she
laughed, and told him to go out and play.
Then Tony climbed on the post again and
/ watched SO long and anxiously for Sarah
/ Jane that Aunt Eleanor came out and asked
him about it. And Tony found courage to
tell her all his fears about his new suit.
y Tony's heart sank lower every day, but he
remembered that Sarah Jane could do won
/ dors in the way of haste with her needle
and so did not quite despair.
But the day before the picnic came, and
I grandmother began baking all sorts Of nice
things. Tony took a last look at the brown
cloth, and then went to her with a swelling
1 heart.
''You couldn't do anything with my old
clothes, could you, grandmother be said
turning round and round before her.
There were woefu spots on the jacket, but
1 the holes in the sleeves were small, and
Tony was thinking hopefully Of bottle o
4 benzine, which had very bad smell and {
wonderful power of sending away the spoti
on boys jacket.
But the trousers were past all help Ton!
had taken too many climbs on'the hitchins
Il post-and grandmother shook her head ans
went on with her baking. Aunt Eleanor
did not take much notice. So fine lady a
she could not be expected to concern hersel
about little boys old clothes.
Tony tool, a last look down the road an,
then went out to pour his griefs, as he Away
did, into the ears of his pet sheep.
He stayed with his heecy friend until 1
was dusky enough to hide his tear-staineC
face, then ate his bowl Of bread and mill
and went to bed.
"Here Tonyl" "Quick, Tony" "Han,
that, Tonyl" Garry this, Tonyw Such
calling him here and there and everywher
Tony had never heard, as grandmother an'
Aunt Eleanor filed baskets and packel
! them in the spring wagon And no on
could have guessed how heavy his heart wa
as his feet few nimbly in answer to each dc
mand.
Now run and dress yourself, DEAR" sal
4 grandmother.
ony looked at her in amazement, with
tear gathering in each eye.
"Why, grandmother don't you know m
clothes amt madeE
Tony" called Aunt Eleanor, wash your
self and come up here. You viii be late"
Late for what? 1t could not be that any
one expected him to 60 in his old clothesl
But Tony always obeyed, and he obeye
now, and ran up stairs
What was that which Aunt Eleanor bel
up before himg just out of the sunshin
which played around the wash bench undo
the spout, the room seemed almost darl
S and it looked as II boy might be standin
there; but the boy had neither head no
feet
Quick" said Aunt Eleanor, unbuttonin
his old jacket.
And in ten minutes he stood before he
arrayed in a new suit of soft, light gra
I cloth, with such buttons and pockets Q
Tony had never dreamed of. And when i
tool, peep in the glass it looked like son
other boy
Where did they come from?' he manage
to ask.
81 wrote letter the day I came TO Il
place where buy my boys clothes sal
Aunt Eleanor. They came yesterday, an
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