Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1908-01-01
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GUESSING THE NAME.
Twas the prettiest spaniel that ever
was seen,
For his coat was so silky, so long,
and so clean.
His teeth were like pearls and his
eyes were like jet.
(No wonder that Bess was SO proud
of her petty
AS lifted him into my lap to caress,
asked. whats the name OF your
dog?" She said: GUEST"
So guessed 1t was Jerry II not,
was 1t "Joe?"
But she smiled and then laughed as
she answered: ooh, no."
perhaps 1t is Charlie or. posi-
bly,, Ned?
Then. maybe. it's 'Rover'?" She
shook her fair head.
So I said, at is Hero I'm sure; now
confess"
But 1t seems was wrong. All she
answered was: Guess"
Then tried all the names that
ever had heard,
Altho' some when applied to dog
seemed absurd.
Napoleon" met with a look OF sur.
prise;
At Caesar" a twinkle came into
her eyes,
Then pleaded. do tell me-" "why,
Auntie." said Bess.
Il have told you three times that the
dogs name is GUEST"
-Cornelia Walter McClearly In ST..
Nicholas.
HIDEAND.sEEK.
"Mabel,s it! Mabels IT." screamed
all the children at once, and away
they rushed. to find hiding-places be.
fore the little girl could count fifty.
Johnny ran to the big rosebush;
Fred and Harry to the barn; Nellie
crept behind grandma, who was rock
ing and knitting on the porch: and,
before forty had been reached. the
last one had vanished. 1--WE found
the best place of ALL" said Richard.
laughing all over, as he crept in
barrel half filled with straw that had
been standing on wagon in the al.
ley for months. II mean to hide
here every time"
"Bushel wheat, bushel rye" chant.
ed Mabel; but no one answered, so
she started on her search. zone, two,
three for Fred" she called presently.
zone. two. three for Nellie. see
you there, back of grandma's chair"
Children. there is an organ.grinder
with tiny monkey up on Elm street."
called Mrs. Blake. Don't you all
want to go?"
Away they rushed but Richard in
the big barrel heard nothing of the
cutlery. He wondered why they did
not come to find him, and then con.
cluded 1t would be great joke to
stay where he was, till all the chill.
dren helped Mabel to search him out.
Il must have gone to Sleep said
Richard. suddenly opening his eyes.
II guess Ill sneak out and pat for
myself"
"One, two, three for me-" he called,
as he pounded on the door OF the
woodhouse with his eyes still full Of
sleep.
PA! pa! Come here!" said an ex.
cited old lady on the back porch who
wasn't his grandma at all. Here's
a strange little boy! He got out OF
that barrel on the wagon, and you
must have brought him from town"
I'm Richard Blake" said the little
boy. almost ready to cry. "and we
were playing hide-and.seek."
And you hid in the straw in the
barrel? You see, sonny, l bought
that old wagon that stood in your al
ley SO long, and you must have been
asleep when drove OFF,"
Il was only asleep a minute or
two" said Richard, looking at the
kindly old gentleman. as II he might
be fairy who had waved his wand
and hidden all the boys and girls.
This isn't our house."
"You are six miles from town,
Richard. Get him bite to eat, moth.
er. and I'll take him right back home.
His folks must be nearly crazy"
| II can wait till dinner-time," said
Richard. politely. II don't want to
bother you"
| Il guess you're all turned around,
sonny" said the old lady. ut is four
o'clock. and everybody had dinner
long ago."
So Richard ate his bread and milk,
while the nice old gentleman hitche,l
up, and presently he was on his way
to town. with two big cookies in his
hand. He could hardly wait till he
saw his mamma, and IT seemed q
long time before the buggy got to
the familiar streets and houses.
THE next time you must not hide
ia anything that can run away" said
Richards mamma. when she had
laughed and cried and kissed the
wanderer a long time. I'VE thought
OF every place but the old wagon. and
even the policemen have been out
looking for you. I don't believe I
shall ever want you to play hide
and-seek again"
"l'll take them all out to my farm
some day next week, to pay for break
ing up that game" said the nice old
gentleman; "and then, il they get
lost. we will have old Rover find him.
You folks hunted everywhere, and
didn't find him; and we didn't seek at
all, but we brought him to the base"
II didn't pat for myself" said
Richard, breaking away from his
mother. to beat Mabel to the base
and pound on the right wood
house-dpor this time. "I'm not 1t
for the next game, anyway."-Hilda
Richmond, in Central Presbyterian.
THE LITTLE FOUR MARYs.
The little Four Marys, who always