Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1905-07-26

But nothing ever stayed all wrong,
She used to say, and smile.
So one girl sighed and one girl smiled
Through all their lives together,
1t didn't come from luck or fate.
From clear or cloudy weather,
The reason lay within our hearts,
And colored all outside;
One chose to hope, and one to nope,
And so they smiled and sighed.
American Cultivator.
HOW ADELE MARIE THERESA
GAME OUT"
Helen had been thinking for long
time that her dear Paris doll should
have more outdoor air. Since Christ
mas she had lived secluded life
in the upper bureau drawer, coming
out on Sunday afternoons to sit
for a while in the end of the
great couch, where she could
lean against the pillows and look
at the open fire. She had new
er taken the right amount of exercise.
Her limbs seemed to be hung SO deli
cately and her feet were SO fragile
that 1t seemed wiser to carry her about
in box.
She was much admired by company,
and indeed, that was the time when
she was more like other people-when
she was held by visitors and made
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nounced SO well, ".Mama!" Helen al
ways thrilled with joy at that word.
1t seemed to make Adele Marie The
rese so natural in her manner. For
even the adoring Helen was forced
to admit that there was a reserve and
distance about this doll that she had
never seen in the others.
The time had come to allow Adele
Marie Therese to come out" Sister
Margaret had just given a coming
out" party. and now she went about
with mama and had splendid times
1t was clearly right to allow this child
more freedom. She must have a COM
ing-out party. 1t seemed good plan
to take her in her carriage and wheel.
her round to the different children
and deliver the Invitations.
Helen wrote the notes very care
fully. They read:
You are INITIATED to the comm out
party of Adele Marie Therese next
Tuesday afturnune. l CUES about two
o'clock. Helen.
She put these invitations in little
envelopes and placed them in the
front of the carriage, and then set
Adele up in her most lofty attitude,
and with her Paris hat tilted sweetly
over her golden curls. Uncle Ned
came running down the steps just
as she was setting forth, and sug-
gested that Adele carry her blue sun
shade. She left the carriage at the
door, and told Fido. her dear little
dog, to let no one come near.
Fido knew exactly what she said
He knew what it meant to be told to
watch, and to hide as well. He often
hid things away from other dogs.
That very morning he had buried a
nice bone under the back porch. An
idea, regular dog idea, came to his
mind. That was what Helen, his dear
mistress, must have meant! He seized
Adele Marie Therese in his teeth and
ran round the corner of the house and
in under the piazza. 1t took but a
few moments to dig a nice deep hole,
for the earth was soft. Into the pit
was thrust the beautiful creature, the
earth quickly paved over the pale
blue silk, the dainty Paris hat, and
the last thing to disappear from the
eyes of the world was fragile foot
incased in kid slipper namented
with steel buckle.
When Helen came back with the
sunshade she was aghast to find Adele
gone. She looked wildly about. No
one was in sight. Uncle Ned had
gone, so i. was not one of his jokes.
The gardener said no one had come
into the yard.
All the family came out and acted
as searching-party, but Helen could
not join them. She sat down on the
piazza and waited in sort of dumb
despair. Suspicion rested for a time
on Fido, but as he stood cross-ques-
tioning so frankly, and showed in
every way that he felt no shame, this
scent was given up. But the gar
dener had misgivings and thought
Fido knew more than he was telling.
Days of mourning followed. Instead
of the party memorial service was
held, and Adele Marie Therese was
spoken of in the past tense.
Now comes the wonderful part of
the story. One day Uncle Ned was
working about he piazza vines when
he noticed something unusual. 1t was
fresh mound of earth. He uncov-
cred this, and there, to his joy, was
revealed the skirt that he knew SO
well. Tenderly he dug from her hid
ing the luckless Adele Marie Therese.
So used was she to seclusion and to
darkness that she had not suffered
one whit from her interment, but
looked at him with calm, well-man-
nered gaze. Her garments were some
what soiled, but otherwise she was in.
tact.
Helen came across the lawn at that
very moment, and Uncle Ned held up
the treasured one, and with glad
cry mother and child were united.
Uncle Ned said afterward that he
turned his face away, for he knew
he was in the presence of great joy.
"Oh Uncle Ned" said Helen, "it
does seem almost too good to be
true!"
81 know, my DEAR" he said. Life
is full of queer things. 1t is not just
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