Barre evening telegram. (Barre, Vt.) 1898-19??, 1900-05-02
A DOLL AND A MORAL.
BY BERNARD CAPES.


go sleep, darling-go sleep" said
Mary in the smallest of voices SO that
the botanist, of whom she had wor-
shipful dread might not hear.
But he did hear.
"Now, child" he said, put down
that thing and come"
Mary laid her doll on the worn leatl-
er elbow chair, gave it a little sympa-
thetic pat on the back and reluctantly
creDt to the side of the botanist as he
sat at his table.
"Do you see this drawing Of speci-
menu
eyes, sir
Don't call me, sir. I've told you be-
fore"
Eyes, uncle"
"Now, now! Am l your uncle-re
lated to you in any way? | am your
guardian. You should have learned
that in week."
Mary looked at her black frock for
inspiration, failed to find it and whim-
pered.
81 won't have that, miss" cried the
botanist angrily, but he should have
said ward to be consistent.
Mary's sprinkle of tears dried in her
eyes like wind blown drops of rain on
a easement. The botanist's tone soften
ed. He felt almost as if he had knock
ed over delicate specimen.
"You must learn self reliance" he
said, with a stiff, kind smile. 'You
are now an orphan, face to face with
the hard facts of existence, and you
must learn to SOW early that your har-
vest may be full for the reaping.'
81 can sew hem" said Mary.
"Hemr' echoed the botanist. "Well.
we'll. Look at this specimen and tell
me what it is"
81 think
II wish you to know"
ats a bit of laburnum, Them
"ro what family does it belong"
Mary rubbed her left calf with her
right shoe buckle, felt an inclination to
giggle weakly, blushcd, looked toward
the high, dusty window and into the
little sordid patch of Brompton garden
beyond and frightened anXously.
ut belongs to yours" she said; sat
least that one there does, Only" she
added, perplexed, you haven't got nc
family"
"Tut, tut. This is shocking. De
scribe the flower
Its--t's like rows of little yellow
bees hanging on"
st is paplionaceous, certainly. We
can do without the fanciful descrlp
ton. notice a tendency in you-art
you listcning?-a tendency to cheal
Dicturesuucness, which is opposed tt
that brevity of language which is IL
once the richness and economy OF
knowledge. Poets (who are on tho
whole contemplate race find theil
effeminate inspiration in what they
choose to consider the accidents of life
| There are no accidents in life. The
| red or yellow of a flower, its scent. it,
| formation, are merely subscriptions t.
condition and the natural incidents II
system. Give me your attention
please. l shall ring and have that dol
removed, otherwise. 10 compare /
flower with bee. an inanimate witt
an animate object, is wanton and un
necessary. Now, hear me read this
The laburnum (of the genus cytisus
has its leaves on long stalks; leafiet
rather glaucous, ternate, nearly sessile
oval, mucronulate. The petioles ant
SIMULATE stipulcs downy. The seed
are highly poisonous, containing TIN
principle known as cytisne and pos
sessing narcotic acrid properties Thi
description. which l have writer
down, l wish you to now take to tn
little black table, with your dictionary
In the latter you will search for eac1
word whose significance is unknown t.
YOU, and when you are perfect in you
task YOU will come and construe t
me-"
The botanst turned his head as Ii
finished and Mt once bounced to his fee
with q positive yelp of rage. Mar
was hushing her doll, who was awak
and crying.
"rhis is outrageous! he shouted
"You are a bad, ungrateful child"'
His fury came with a clap. 1t wa
part of a system no doubt. But to e,
pect him to be philosopher as well n
botanist was to be ridiculously G,
acting. So. he snapped the doll out q
its astonished mothers hands ana l
an excess of Indignation tore head an
body apart at the neck and threw til
mangled remnants on the floor.
"How dare you!" he cried, stampin
and vibrating his clinched fists. "Yo
have been pettcd and spoiled. sha
take you in hand with extreme 81
verify"
One moment Mary gazed dumfount
ed on her murdered innocent; the ne,
she flew at the botanist tooth and CLAW
She pommeled him, and he tried
ward off the blows, too nstounded ft
words. But ut length he got his arm
: firmly about her. dragged her to IL