Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1902-09-27

Nothing but squash pie for dinner!
Little l.ottie pOuted her red lips and
declared that cook had no business TO get
sick before dinner, and she hated souasb
pie and wouldn't eat a bit OF il if she was
starving to death. Then she jerked her
self away from her kind mamma and ran
out into the yard.
On the lawn stood n big honey locust
tree, and here Lottie threw herself down
on the thick, green grass where the vel
low buttercups and velvety pausies grew
all around
but Lottie only beat the pretty butter
cups into the ground with her feet. and
she pulled up the purple pansies and
threw them as far as she could, for she
mad a violent temper, which had caused
her mamma great deal of trouble and
anxiety.
"Hey-day, what's the matter with NV
kouuaughter now croaked harsh
voice.
Ana hideous old woman. leaning on n
stan, appeared suddenly to Lottic's AS
tonlshed gaze
Il amt your goddaughtcr-I ain'tr''
screamed Lotte, jumping up and starting
for the house.
bnt the old woman held her fast.
ooh, yes, my dear, I'm your fairy god.
mother she croaked, blinking her little
yellow eyes till they shut up so tight
lottie couldn't help wondering il they
would ever come open again.
Your mamma complains to me that
You nave very bad temper" she con
tinued, swapping them open again SO
suddenly Lottie almost jumped: so now
We come to take you away with me till
us cured. Luckily, | know n family who
want just such little girl as you to tend
the calves and pigs, take the cows to
pasture and drive the geese home from
the pond. The last little girl they had
ran away, because Well, never mind!
You won't get u chance to run away, |
promise you"
And in spite of I,Otties struggles TO
free herself, the ugly old fairy kept n
tight clutch on her shoulder.
Then she struck the ground three
times with her staff, which was also n
magic wand, and I1ottie found herself in
a strange, miserable place and heard a
harsh voice exclaim:
WHATS this good-for-nothing, lazy
piece about that she doesn't get M md
bring the cows from the pasture? 2" And
Iottie felt a rough hand on her shout
der while Mrs. Crancj. her mistress.
continued crying, GROSSLY: Get up! get
upr'
Qui'hiy spTlhRluR from ner bcu--u
hard mattress on the floor of a dark, bare
room. with rough walls of unhewn logs
llottie hastily pulled on her short ragged
dress of blue homespun and ran out,
barefooted and bareheaded, to drive the
cows from the pasture
She was very hungry. but she could
not have bite TO eat until she had
helped to milk the cows, feed the pigs
and turned the sheep ont of the fold
Now 90 and eat your breakfast" or
dered Mrs. Cranch, when the chores were
all done, land don't be all day about it.
either. It's wash day today, aud you've
got the water TO bring from the spring
See that you fill both those tubs before
you stop"
Poor Lottie! The spring was nj the
foot Of the hill. which was quite steep
one; but she toiled on. and ut last the
tubs were full, hut even then she could
not rest,
Go and bring the geese home from
the pond" cried her mistress. "The
schoolmaster's wife has promised me 90
cents pound for feathers. and I'm go
ing 10 pick every goose on the place, and
goslings too
Tired and hungry, poor Lottie trudged