Norwich bulletin. [volume] (Norwich, Conn.) 1895-2011, 1912-02-24
ORIGINAL SOCIAL CORNER STORY
THE RECONCILIATION
By Aunt MehitabIe

action began. Dashing under the rail
fence between the two yards, they ran
gleefully toward Clarissa and Lord
Fitz-Roy.
Il did not know that pigs ever went
without their blankets" exclaimed
Lord Fitz-Roy as he jumped upon the
bench. Perhaps they have p1g-ro-phe-
bia."
Lord Fitz-R oy.s' said Clarissa. "your
conduct is not uplifted. Be brave and
magnanimous; help Mr.. Green catch
the pigs"
The pigs ran back to the Browns
yard with Samuel in hot pursuit. The
young nobleman obedisntly followed
Samuel until he vaulted lightly over
the fence. Lord Fitz-Roy, who was
short, stout and pudgy, climbed eau
tiously from one rail TO the next.
Reaching the top, he paused for a mo
ment, then turned and, with increased
caution, climbed down the other side
backwards. In their keen amusement
Samuel and CIaTissa almost smiled at
one another. Blackie and White were
SO charmed that they remained sta
tionary.
Only for q moment, however. for
when Lord F'itz-Roy stopped towards
White lie rolled under the fence into
, the Green's yard. Lord F1tz-Roy at
tempted to roll after him, but his
| plump figure so nearly filled the space
| between the fence and the ground
that he was obliged to wiggle long and
cautiously, and In the process decorat-
| ed his white linen suit with numerous
| large and brilliant grass stains. Mean
while White sauntered across the
veranda, broke jRrdiniere containing
! flowers and sent the cat and six kit
TO, l.
| rections. Then he began to play Gro
quet with himself. AS he was wlgEiing
! through his third wicket Lord Fitz-
| Roy, attempting to seize him, stumbled
over the wicket.
"Fudge!" said Lord Fitz-Roy, re-
membeTing just in time that violent
| language is not uplifting.
Which kind?" shouted Clarissa
| The cheapest; this uplift pursuit
| which leads to so many downfalls will
increase the cost of my clothes"
| At the foot of the sloping lawn there
| flowed a little brook; beside the brook
stood a large rock upon which White
now seated himself and laughed st
Lord Fitz-Roy's clumsy attempts to
run.
| He laughed sc hard that he tumbled
into the brook, where he lay, wiggling
and saueallng, until Lord F1tz-Roy tri-
umphantly pulled him out, and pre-
| sented him to Clarissa with the re-
mark
"A new pet for Miss Clarissa."
Then he departed to get a bundle
ready for the laundTyman.
Clartssa dried White by the kitchen
fire and put a little white blanket over
his back and a shrimp pink ribbon
around his neck. Accompanied by
White, she returned to the rustic
bench to watch for Samuel and Black
lie.
Their travels around the Browns ten
acre meadow must be left to the imag
nation. They finally appeared, foot
sore and weary, IN the garden, where
Mr.. Green was hoeing string beans
Blackie, to whom breakfast seemed 8
prehistoric event, began eating beans
whereupon Mr.. Green attempted to hoe
BlRcAie.
When Samuel started toward Mr.
Green the kind of action which loads
to a lawsuit seemed imminent. But
Clarissa, with lofty heroism, rushed
between them, crying:
Father, do not sacrifice the peace Of
the family for a few beans, and, Sam
uel, / forgive YOU
Blaekie was so strengthened and en-
nobled by the scene that he meekly al
lowed Samuel to capture and present
him to Clsrissa, who clothed him with
little white blanket and a shrimI
pink ribbon.
On the evening Of that eveptful day
Samuel and Clarissa were seated on 6
small portion Of the sofa in tbs
Green's front parlor, with Blackie ant
White on the rug at their feet. Wher
Lord Fitz- Roy, carrying a box Of fudge
and a bouquet of shrimp pink roses
was ushered In by Mrs. Green he wal
so overcome by amazement and grie
that he dropped his gifts and vanished
from the scene.
Blackie and White handed the bou
quet to Clarissa, then wiggled undel
the sofa to dispose of the fudge.
A few weeks later the Green's from
parlor was filed with wedding guests
The matron of honor was the bridei
great-grandmother, Respondent in Z
one-piece gown Of Alice blue silk trim
med with shrimp pink rosebuds.
Biackie and White skilfully and ten
derby carried the brides long train.
The notes of the wedding march grew
louder and slower, the thrills of deligh
became chills of the spine, and I wok'
to find the clock striking II and tn,
fire burning low or the hearth.