The daily Alaskan., 1908-10-15
Adopting an Orphan.
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asylum to keep house and for com. pany.
 The deacon started for the city next morning and returned in the evening with the orphan Her name was Ruth. The deacon liked her at first glance. and he kept liking her better all day. Before going to bed that night she was shown over the house and through the pantry and told what to get for breakfast and at what hour to have 1t ready, and the deacon's heart swelled up as she called to him:
 Good night, my own dear old papa. Your little daughter Is uwfully glad she has come to live with you"
 Breakfast was to be ready at 6. The deacon overslept, and 1t was : before be got out of bed and went downstairs. There was no one about. He knocked at the daughters door, but got no answer. He went outside to look for her, and, finding nothing be returned and opened the door of her room. She was still asleep, but when he called to her she woke up and de. manded to know what was wanted.
 You should have had breakfast all ready an hour ago"
 "Not on your llre" she exclaimed. When you get It ready come and call me"
 "But-but, what do you mean:" de. maudcd the astonished man.
 You skiddoo and don't ask questions. Say, pop. you might as well under, stand right now that I'm lady and must be treated as such. After this l shall take my breakfast in bed"
 The deacon got breakfast and Miss Ruth came down. She found fault with everything and when reproved gave him such back talk that he reached over and boxed her ears. The next minute everything on the table she could reach was flying at his head. After being hit by three plates, the cruet, the coIeepOt and the Sugal bowl he flew the coop and made hIs way to the parsons house.
 An" said the good man, "l was wondering If you came home last night and brought the orphan with you.'
 "I did.' exclaimed the deacon with great deal of energy.
 "And-Nnd"-
 And you come over and see her. She was as humble as Kitten last night. but this morning she seems to be limb of Satan"
 When the house was reached the adopted orphan was found in the yard throwing pieces of the broken crock cry at the hens, and she had already lamed an old rooster and knocked speckled hen gally west.
 Morning. parsou." she called out. 'I suppose pops been telling what bad kid l am? If he wasn't dub he'd have stayed and fought 1t out with me"
 My dear child, am sorry to hear such reports of you," solemnly replied the parson. You seemed to me the other day to be such an innocent hum ble young girl that
 That was In the game, parson. l was after a papa and a home. Oh, ] can be an angel when want to. See me knock that black hens head ofr.'
 The parson and the deacon walked aside to consult, and the latter asked In anxious tones:
 Well, what shall l do about it?'
 "Slt down with her and talk Of heaven and angels and appeal to her better nature. l think you will have her crying in five minutes. It seems that in some way l must have got a wrong impression Of the child"
 The good man returned home, and the deacon sat down to try moral sua- sion. The village graveyard was In sight. and he looked over at the stones and asked the girl If she knew where good folks went to when they died.
 "Oh. come ofTm she answered. Cant we go to circus or something today? I knew you was an old poke, but I've come to stir you up. Come In and shave. l don't like your whiskers."
 The deacon rose up and took her by the ear and led her into the house and locked her up In q closet and said something about bread and water until she could behave herself. He then went to the field to put in a short fore noon. At 12 o'clock. when he came back, the closet door lay on the floor, the table and chairs were on their backs. and the girl was getting ready to smash windows. The deacon went out and cut and trimmed a peach tree limb and wore 1t out around her shoul- ders a"d locked her up in another closet. Al 3 o'clock In the afternoon his barn was found to be on fro and couldn't be saved He went to the house to tud the prisoner gUos every thing wreck and the following note pinned to a door:
 Dear Papa-You are no gentleman. and don't like yOur style Ag yOu can't