The Lamar register., 1911-04-12

you. Bonnie, honey, quit crying this
minute and tell me what the matter
IL. Come here and let me see!" And
Miss Selma Lue made grab for the
gTief-contorted youngster who was
dancing with excitement in the gro
Gerry door. Nov, where is the placer
Put your hand where you hurt II you
can't say IT."
"Oh-ho-ho. faint me a-tall! It's
.Ehel Maud. and she's sewed herself
in 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
ias she reached with one hand for q
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 few minutes
until I can send Mr.. Dobbs back to
tend the store? And whatever you do.
don't let nothing happen to the babies
in the soap-boxes. The red-headed
Fiarity twin has been trying to turn
his'n over all morning; watch him.
Please hand me that turkey-tail duster
hanging over there on the wall. while
q straighten out my water waves. They
amt nothing like burnt feathers or
hair to bring up them that's in faint.
and l never go without 'em to burn"
And after a quick glance into her lit
tie bedroom mirror. Miss Selma Lue
hurried down the street. leaving an
uncertainty as to whether the turkey
tail or her own soft waves were to be
sacrificed in the cause Of resuscita-
ton.
Gracious me, Miss Seiiny Lue.
who's hurt now" called Mrs. Kinney
from her side door. standing with a
hot fiat-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 Bonnie.
In the FIRST Of the three rooms that
formed the Dobbs residence Miss Sc
lima Lue found the pathetic little fig
: ure OF Ethel Maud hanging against the
corner of the sewing machine while
Mr.. Dobbs. red and embarrassed. stood
trembling by the window, and the ma
ternal relative of the young sufferer
leaned against a chair. white and heav-
ing
At sight Of the deliverer. Ethel Maud
gave n relieved whimper and her tou-
seled head fell over on Miss Selma
Lue's bosom. the depths of which were
stirred by more than the mere suffer-
ing of a pinioned finger. and which
took sympathetic note Of sweating.
masculine misery and white-faced. In
ancient mother-fiutterings.
Hurry on over to mind the store
for me. Mr.. Dobbs." she said with a
kind glance at him. Il can git her
loose in a minute. And. Mis- Dobbs.
quick a. 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"
30. vastly relieved. with one accord
the parents disappeared through oppo-
site doors. thus leaving Miss 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
btndii PINK tuunD. IL amt Injured
much. However did you come to sew
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. "Shoo, that
didn't bleed half as much as my toe
did last week." he further remarked.
1T did! 1t did," walled the small
sufferer. for the first time giving away
to the to-be-expected lamentations of
one injured. Everybody stumps they's
toes. but they didn't ever anybody get
sewed up in a sewing machine before"
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-toweI that spanked across his
shoulders With a sting.
"Bennie Doobs. am ashamed Of you
fer your unfeelingness to your little
sister," cried his mother. who stood In