Okolona messenger. (Okolona, Miss.) 1900-current, 1906-03-21
WeeMlacgreegOr
By }. ). BELL
Copyright, 1905, BY Joseph B. BowIes.)

FAMILY began their perambulat1ons II
Argyll street-"maw!"
What is't ye're wantin' now, Mac
greegor?" asked his mother. not with
put Irritation In her voice.
NAV, here a sweetie shop"
well, what about it? Yell get vel
candy in the morn, my mamie"
Il want it now, nav"
Deed, then ye'll jist haze to want
Ye might think shame O. yersel, wantin
candy after we've EFT two Apples an q
pie.'
"But I'm hungry yet"
This seemed to amuse his mother,
for she laughed and called to big
a little girl: John, Macgreegors
eayin' he's hungry"
Are We hungry, Macgreegor?" said
John, hating and turning to his son,
with a twinkle in his eye. Yen be
wantin' a scone, maybe"
Macgreegor looked offended, and his
mother remarked: Not him! It's
the sweetie shops that's maxim him
hungry. But I've tell't him he's to
get no candy till the mornin'."
"D'ye hear what she's sayin', Mac
greegor?" said his father. Then:
"Come on, Alzzie, an we'll get him a
bit sweetie to taste his mouth"
"Ye jist spoil the child, John" said
Lizzie, moving, however, with good
natured smile to the shop-window.
''But mind, it's to be barley-sugar.
I'll no haze him film his stomach
WI fancy things. See an get barley
sugar, John, an wee JEANNE II get
bit of it. Will We not my darlin'?"
she demanded sweetly of the child in
her husbands arms. Wee JEANNE ex-
pressed delight in sounds unintelligi-
BILE to anyone but her mother.
Il want tablet" said Macgreegor to
his father, in a whisper rendered
hoarse with emotion at the sight Of
the good things in the window.
His mother was not intended to hear
him, but she did. Tablet" she ex-
claimed children that gets tablet
gets i'll after"
The boys neither lip protruded and
trembled ominously.
"Och, Lizzie" said John, we're aye
thinkin' about the future. A wee bit
tablet II do the laddie no harm.
Indeed, no! An fine l think We like
o bit tablet yersel."
GAY, that's right, John. But we've
surely not forgot what the doctor said
when Macgreegor was lynn badly
after We had him at the exhibeetion.
He said Macgreegor had a weak d.
gestion, and we was to be awful care.
full what he EFT. An / was readin'
in the Companion jist the ither night
that there was nothin' worse fur the
digestion than nuts, an tablets jist
full O. nuts"
ooh, WE'LL" said her husband. evi-.
IDENTIFY overcome by her reasoning "Ill
get barley-sugar. Wait a bit, JEANNE"
And he entered the shop.
When he rejoined his family he
handed the Wholesome sweetmeat" to
his wife, who first of all extracted a
short stick for wee JEANNE, wrapping
one end of it in scrap of paper torn
from the poke" Macgreegor accepted
his share in gloomy silence, and pres
eAtly the party resumed their walk,
John again carrying his daughter,
who from time to time .dabbed his
countenance with the wet end Of her
barley-sugar in a fllial desire to give
him a taste.
Having proceeded west about 100
yards, they were called to halt by
Lizzie at the door of big warehouse.
"Im goin' in here, john" she said.
Elm wantin' a bit of red flannel fur
q gown fur wee JEANNE"
''Nothin' fur y2Fself, Lizzie?"
His wife looked at something in one
Of the windows rather wistfully. IT'S
over DEAR" she murmured.
tits not so DEAR" said John,
khoughtfully.
''Weel, it's good stun. But I'm
right unwilling to pay SO much fur
what / might do without. An Mac.
greegor's needin' q new bonnet"
"His bonnet's fine. Jist you go in.
Lizzie, an buy what we've got yer
eye on. Well see about a bonnet
after. bod! ye might as wen haze
yer New Years day, woman, like ither
folk. Away with vel"
"I'll TAX wee JEANNE with me-"
said Lizzie, looking pleased. "I'm
sure yer arms tired wi handlin' her.
She's gettin' big lassie-are ye not,
my dear?" She stepped into the door
way, but returned for moment. "See
an keep grip on Macgreegor, John"
she said.
''0h, ay! Him an me II jist take
. bit of a stroll up an down till ye
come DOT" Having wiped from his
face the sticky traces Of his daugh-
ter's affection, and set his pipe going |
with several long breaths Of satisfac-
ton, he held out his hand to his SON,
with "Come on. Macgreegor."
Macgregor slipped his small fist into
the big one, and they set OF slowly
along the crowded pavements, stop
ping frequently to see the sights of |
the street and the windows, while the |
youngster asked innumerable uues-
lions, mostly unanswerable.
J s'Haye ye EFT yer barley-sugar?'' |