The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1900-03-29

an occasion; besides, il is your best
and only nice dress for the winter, and
you would be sure to ruin 1t at the
skating party Your blue flannel is
moreappropriate in every way and
II won't hurt 1t, mamma, indeed
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THAT will do, Doris Say no more
about 1T, for mother knows best Now
run up to grandma's room and see if
she has the tape measure"
With tears in her eyes and rebellion
in her heart Doris rose to obey
I've a good mind to wear 1T any
way she thought. '-Mamma'n be over
to Aunt Annies all that day and will
never know I wouldn't hurt it the
least bit, for I'd be ever so careful.
III do it, just will,'' she decided as
she slowly mounted the stairs.
Has Doris come to help grandma
sort her pieces for patchwork in
CURED grandma, smiling over her spec
tac1es.
NO; mamma wants the tape meas
ure- But I'd like to he1p~you and I'll
come back soon's ever I can, for just
love to see all those Old-fashioned
pieces
Doris was back again in a few min
utes, and her blue eyes sparkIed with
pleasure she saw the large pile of
pieces on the bed.
They worked busily for long time,
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pier, Doris or grandma
who had a dress like this - asked
Doris presently, holding up scrap of
pretty red merino.
THAT, dear. is a piece of the first
short dress your father ever had
How funny, that papa was once
little baby! It doesn't seems if he ever
could have been so little, does it,
grandma?''
There was a tender, faraway look
in grandma's eyes and the little girl
received no answer.
"And this piece. Oh, isn't it pretty?
Those darling little forget-me-nots!
Who did have a dress like that?'
Grandma took the dimity from the
eager little fingers and smoothed it
lovingly. while a look half-sad, half
amused fitted across her face.
There is a story connected with
that dress, Doris. Let me see-'twas
just fifty-fve years ago tomorrow that
Honor Rollins gave her party It was
her twelfth birthday, and twelve little
girls I among the number, We're in
vfted. 1t was my first party and, OF
course, I wished to look my best My
new dress-that dimity is piece-had
Just been finished and hung in the best
room closet, and until the day of the
party I had expected to wear it. But
when I went down stairs that morning
mother said, The Henderson baby is
very sick and they've sent for me- I
can't tell how soon I'll be back. You
may wear your organdy and pink rib
bons to the party. L think you can
dress yourself alone without any
trouble, can you not2'
s'I felt a choking in my throat and
could not answer. / thought couldn't
wear the old dress. Tt was clean and
whole, to be sure, but made over from
one of my Aunt Delights 1t was
n brio hit
polka dots that 1 had always thought
hideous.''
Poor grandma said Doris, SYM
patheticalIy, thinking to herself, Her
mother was lots like mine, and I WON
der if grandma was ever bad like me-
I'VE children grandma continued,
were brought up to obey without
question; but this once / broke the
rule and begged to be allowed to wear
my new frock.
:" No, Prudence said mother, the
old one is plenty good enough. Be
good girl and remember that pretty is
that pretty does
Doris, 1 did very naughty thing.
After mother had gone and my stint
was done, went to the best room, got
the dress and put it on. 1 had not
meant to wear it but it was so pretty
hadn't the heart to take it off So
sitting my conscience with the thought
that I'd get home early and mother d
never know, I slipped quietly out of
the house and sped away to the party.
Il was very unhappy, and only once
forgot my misery all that long day
Poor dear grandma whispered
Doris, patting her grandmOther'S hand
lovingly.
After we had played all we cared
to in the house, we went to the barn
to play hide-and-seek.'
What a funny game to play at
party, grandma"
MOT in those days. dear Every
thing has changed since was little
girl, you must remember
Course they have I didn't think;
but go on, grandma, I won't Int'rupt
again.
I'VE were having such a good time
that I had forgotten all about my dress
when. running across the hay-strewn
floor I felt something give way and 1
fell down, down.
Where, grandma" cried Doris
quickly, forgetting her promise not to
interrupt.
Into the pig pen under the harm