The Sauk Centre herald., 1917-06-14
Ernigrant.

over with kind gentleman, who took
god care of mother when she was sick
so l got out here all right without any
trouble. He got me a place to do
house work in the fail and left me.
go along all right with the cooking
but l had to eat in the kitchen like a
naughty child after I had finished
waiting on the family.
But when it came to doing the other
duties of the house I made a great
many mistakes, or rather not mis-
takes, for never could see how was
to blame. After had learned how to
make the beds to satisfy the Misses,
one day she told me to air the bedding.
This she told me was done by hang
ing it over the clothes line.
"After I had done that got dinner
and after dinner she told me to take
little Robert out for an airing as she
was going to have callers that after
noon. So took Robert and tied him
up by his feet over the clothes line.
He screamed and chied but felt was
doing my duty although had to stand
by and see the poor fellow suffer. l
was thinking what queer ways Ameri-
cans had when a lot of women came
running out of the house and. almost
knocking me down, grabbed the baby.
The Misses scolded me and the wom-
men scowled and muttered something
about "know knothing Swede."
About Christmas time the Misses
told me to tie up some packages for
her, so I took the boxes into the kit
chen and found some brown paper and
some heavy twine and tied the box TO
the table leg. The Misses was angry
and showed me how to put thin paper
around the box and a bit OF red rib
bon around it.
"Later she asked me to do up the
masters shirt for the ball that eve
ming, so I wound it all up tight ana
put tissue paper around it and red
ribbon and put it in his room. i
thought I had done something right
for once and was feeling happy when
in came the master very red and an
CRY and asked me how ne was gong
to the ball with a mussy SHIRT IKE
that? said I supposed he would ride
the same as he always did and SAID
I did the shirt up for him in tissue
paper and red ribbon. He was very
angry and I almost lost my place. 1t
took me long time to get used to the
American ways and sometimes think
I haven't learned them yet"
Gladys Wolfe, Junior 1913.
My First Conception of Success.
Of all the things one can conceive,
a conception of success is by far the
best. When was about ten years
old, my first conception of success
came to me in the form of cake.
NV girl friends had always torment
ed me by saying that would never
make success at baking cake.
Spurred on by their jeers, took a
cook book, looked through the receipts
and finally decided to bake angel food.
When I made this idea known to my
4chums, they were worse than before,
but I did not give up hopes.
I mixed the ingredients. thoroughly
so that I had smooth creamy white
batter and then put it into the oven.
I could not resist looking in the ov-
en- to see what my conception would
he. At the end of thirty minutes my
cake was done. 1t was light and fluff
fy with golden top. What was my
ioy? It was unexpressible; first be-
cause it was the first thing l had done
that was really successful and second,
ly. I could prove to my, friends that
their ideas were wrong by letting
them taste my cake.
To sum up, when one cenceives
success, one has more confidence IN
trying to do other work.
Lydia Titzke, Senion 1917.
Boobies Sport.
Bobbie Graves was small, chubby
boy of four years. He had long god
en- curls and deep blue eyes and very
rosy, little mouth. He lived in
pretty cottage on the shores Of axe
Superior. Indeed, there was whole
row of these cottages. Bobble de-
lighted to do mischevious things
which annoyed his pretty mother some
times very much.
This beautiful morning In the
spring of the year he came out into
the back yard with laughing eyes and
dancing feet, wondering what to DO to
amuse himself. Presently he saw the
for there in front of the gar
age lazily walked the white French
poodle of Mrs. Haggens, their neigh
bor on the left. He rushed into the
house and soon appeared with big
pair of sharp scissors.
Snow, doggie," said Bobbie, Use
going to make lion out of ou. JUS
lie still and don't squeal till Use
trough. / won't hurt you any.
Thus Bobbie prattled on as snip,
snip went the scissors. At last
bic stopped. Perhaps if he had been
more careful the dog might have re-
sembled lion, but as it was, ridges
ran parallel, horizontally and eve
other way across his back. AS soon
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