The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1911-03-03

Miss Seliny Luel Oh-Oh--o-
no. Miss Seliny Lue Boo-hoo-hoo
-
you, Bonnie, honey, quit crying this
minute and tell me what the matter
u.s. Come here and let me see!" And
Miss Selma Lue made grab for the
grief-contorted youngster who was
dancing with excitement in the gro
cery door Nov, where is the place?
Put your hand where you hurt if you
can't say it,"
"Oh-ho-ho, faint me a-tall! It's
lEhel Maud, and she's sewed herself
fn the sewing-machine and pas GUS
sing something orful and mas sick to
her stomick. Please, ma'am, come
quick and git her out!"
Lands alive!" said Miss Selma Lue
as she reached with one hand for a
sunbonnet hanging on the wall and
pulled the top on the pickle barrel
with the other. Miss Cynthia, honey,
can't you stay here for a few minutes
until ! can send Mr.. Dobbs back to
tend the store? And whatever you do,
sn the soap-boxes. The red-headed
Flarity twin has been trying to turn
hisn over all morning; watch him.
Please hand me that turkey-tail buster
hanging over there on the wall, while
straighten out my water waves. They
amt nothing like burnt feathers or
hair to bring up them that's in faint,
7 ppuaT. on without RI bi,rp
And after quick glance into her lit
tie bedroom mirror Miss Selma Lue
hurried down the street, leaving an
uncertainty as to whether the turkey
eail or her own soft waves were to be
sacrificed in the cause of resuscita-
aion.
Gracious me, Miss Seliny Lue,
who's hurt now?" called Mrs. Kinney
from her side door, standing with a
hot flat-iron dangling from her hand
Mrs. Jim Peters also hailed from her
kitchen window, but Miss Selma Lue
kept sternly on her course, piloted by
the sobbing but important Bennie
In the first of the three rooms that
Formed the Dobbs residence Miss Sc
are of Ethel Maud hanging against the
corner of the sewing machine while
MIR Dobbs, red and embarrassed, stood
trembling by the window, and the ma
Gernal relative of the young sufferer
leaned against chair, white and heav-
Eng
At sight of the deliverer, Ethel Maud
rrI, iY,oy,
seled head fell over on Miss Selma
Iue's bosom, the depths of which were
stirred by more than the mere suffer-
Ding of pinioned finger, and which
took sympathetic note of sweating,
masculine misery and white-faced, in
Nhcient mother-hutterings
v Hurry on over to mind the store
for me, Mr.. Dobbs," she said with a
kind glance at him. 81 can git her
loose in minute. And, Mis- Dobbs,
quick as you can, set the kettle on the
stove in the kitchen for some hot wa
ter to take out the swell Well be
ready as soon as you git back with it."
So, vastly relieved, with one accord
the parents disappeared through oppo-
Selma
Lue with the limp and whimpering bag
to hold.
There, there, chickie-biddie," she
crooned to the little white ear buried
! against her neck as she raised the
arm and hand and with a quick, dex-
ferrous turn of the needle released the
small pink thumb. 1T amt injured
your thumb?"
I'VE was trying to see what made
the top of 1t go and she got in the
way" volunteered Bonnie, who was
the only member of the family that
had stood by the afflicted one. AL
though his distress had been genuine,
there is an attraction to ten years in
flowing blood, even though that same
blood be consangineous. "Shool that
didn't bleed half as much as my toe
did last week." he further remarked.
TT did! 1t did" walled the small
sufferer, for the first time giving away
to the to-be-expected lamentations of
one injured. Everybody stumps theys
toes but they didn't ever anybody get
~ uP IA q DC WING
Bonnie was on the point of arguing
the question when he was overtaken
by swift retribution for his seeming
heartlessness in the shape of a wet
dish-towel that spanked across his
shoulders With a sting.
Bonnie Dobbs, am ashamed of you
Ter your unfeelingness to your little
sister" cried his mother, who stood in
the doorway with a cracked, yellow
Oowi of hot water in one hand and the
towel in the other. You are just like
all men folks, a-trying to make light
OIL the sufferings of women which they
can none of you know nothing about.
Men always look at women troubles
outen the little end of the horn. There
was Dobbs standing there accusing
me cause my stor'ck turns at the
siSht OF blood and l.. IA the one to UNI
sew his own children if so comes they
need It." Mrs. Dobbs was still white
@oout the mouth, and the tears were
sun undried on her red, round, shiny
eneeks. She stopped the water over
MISS Selma Lue's shoulder and soused
one OF Ethel Mauds little pigtail plaits
as she handed over the bowl with a
snifie.
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