New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1927-08-30

Were you ever very greatly dis
appointed? Did you ever set your
heart on a thing, be sure that you
We're going to have it and suddenly
have it taken away from you? If
so. you know how Cubby, that little
black imp of mischief in the
pantry of Farmer Browns house,
felt when at last he reached the
cookie jar and found it empty.
That little cub just couldn't be-
lieve it. Such 4 sorrowful little face
as he presented. All there was in
the cookie jar were a few crumbs
and the most provoking smell of
cookies. Cubby licked up those
crumbs. They were just enough to
tantalize him.
Somehow Cubby just couldn't be-
lieve that that gar was empty. He
would start to walk away from it
and then he would turn back. He
did that half a dozen times. Then,
: when he finally made up his mind
that there were no cookies, he be-
things. He shifted. A variety of
odors tickled his nose. Some of them
we're interesting. If he couldn't have
cookies, perhaps he could find
something else to take their place.
If some of those things he smelled
tasted as good as they smelled he
could get along nicely without the
cookies. So Cubby started to follow
up the smells.
, The first thing Cubby did was to
climb up the side Of the flour barrel.
. 1t didn't take half a minute for
him to find out that the cover on
that barrel was movable. In two
minutes he had that cover off. He
poked his head as far down in that
barrel and gave a quick hard sniff.
The flour went up his nose. He
withdrew hastily. He saeezed and
, blew and did his best to get that
flour out of his nose. This was
nothing good to eat He would look
elsewhere. There must be good
things on some of those shelves.
Once more he climbed up on the
barrel. 1t was the easiest way of
reaching the first shelf. On this
shelf was a dish of Jelly Cubby
didn't waste any time. He licked
that jelly dish clean. This was bet
ter This was even better than
cookies He smacked his lips. There
must be some more around some
where. He reached up to the second
shelf and poked his inquisitive lit
tie nose over the edge of it. His
greedy little eyes looked this way
and that way along that shcf.
Right in front of him was a big
pan of sour milk. OF course. Cubhy
didn't know that that sour milk had
anything to do with cookies. but it
did. Mother Brown had left that
milk there TO sour. in order TO make
a new batch of cookies But Cubhy
didn't know Tins and i wouldn't
have made any difference if he
had known it. Despite the fact that
that milk was sour it looked good
to him He poked a greedy little
nose INTO the tIGH bl lllF pul anu
he reached up with one little black
paw and hooked onto the edge Of
that pan.
Il was Just one minute later that
Mother Brown, busy upstairs, heard
such racket downstairs that for a
moment all she could do was to
stand and listen, There was a bang
ing and clatter and the sound of
things breaking and altogether such
noise as never in her lire had she
heard in her house before.
Mother Brown rushed downstairs
and out TO the kitchen. Everything
was all right in the kitchen, but it
sounded as il the whole pantry were
being torn in pieces. Mother Brown
hesitated. Then she threw open the
pantry door.
copyright, 1927, by T. W. Burgess)