The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1903-03-27


der as Miss Eliza opened the bundles
and dressed him In his new clothes.
There, you look like somebody now;
but II you'd been a girl could a made
you look better; boys clothes are ter-
rible expensive. As Mugsy made him
self useful about the house and barn
during the day, Miss ELIAS thoughts
ran somewhat In this fashion,
Hes sort Of handy. and n he'd been
a girl, / don't know but might haze
kept him; but never could abide boys.
/ shall have to look about and see what
can ne done with him.
Day after day, went by, however, and
no effort was made to find other quar-
tiers for Mugsy.
He had been at Miss ELIAS about
two weeks and the short legs much
rounder than they were the day he
asked for the doughnut at the kitchen
window, had saved Miss Eliza many
steps.
One day Mugsy came across the yard
dangling pail from which he had Just
poured . mixture that brought Joy to
the heart Of Dennie, the pig.
He took the pail into the kitchen,
expecting Miss somers to wash it, but
she was not there.
"Misanliza!" no answer. He went to
her room; she was not there; then to
the door, and looked about, and at last
to the gate and down the road. and
there such a sight met his view that
his eyes seemed to start from their
sockets.
Down the road with lowered head,
and paving the road, came Mr. Per
kins bull, old Plato, and before him,
fleeing for her life, ran Miss Eliza, his
Misanliza.
What could he do? AS II in answer to
his question the red table cloth, hang
ing from the line, tapped across his
face; quick as thought he tore If from
its fastenings, and screaming at the
top of his voice.
Tine comm, Misanliza! Hi you
Plato! Hi-hi-yah-yah!"
Such a noise diverted the bulls at
tention from the fleeing figure in front,
and he turned This fiery object with
ing and twisting about reused all his
ferceness, and with a loud below he
fairly flew for Mugsy.
After running short distance, and
the thud of the bulls hoofs coming
nearer and nearer, Mugsy knew he
could never reach the gate, so dropping
the tablecloth he scrambled over the
stone wall just as Plato was upon him.
He dropped on the other side, but
something else fell too. There was a
faint cry, and then it was very still
save for the heavy breathing of the
bull as he trampled and tore the table
cloth into ribbons. Having vented his
wrath on this article, he galloped down
the road and was soon out Of sight.
Presently Miss Elizas head appeared
above the wall on the opposite side of
the road How quiet it was; the bull
had disappeared and where was Mugsy?
In fear and trembling she regained the
road and walked quickly towards the
house.
She passed the remains Of the table
cloth. Such a pity! The diamond pat
tern had been her pride and joy; "but
then it might been me, she thought,
and went on.
Through the house and barn she
went, calling "Mugsy, Mugsy," and her
heart beat faster and faster, for she
did not hear the familiar Tine COM
in, Misanliza"
Then it occurred to her that the
table cloth, had been very near the
stone wall, and she ran down to where
it lay and looked over.
There lay Mugsy, his eyes closed and
a heavy stone on one foot
Miss Eliza pulled several of the
stones from the wall so she could steI
over, and lifted off the heavy one that
lay on Mugsy's foot
She caught him in her arms and kiss
ed him again and again, rubbed his
hands and called his name
Mugsy opened his eyes and sale
family
I'm comm"
Miss Eliza rolled up her apron ant
put it under Mugsys head and ther
fastened back to the house, where sht
put two of her best down pillows intC
the wheelbarrow and Seturning tt
Mugsy, lifted him gently in and started
for the house.
When she reached the gate she saw
Silas Perkins coming up the road, lead