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About The Sunday Oregonian. (Portland, Ore.) 1881-current | View Entire Issue (May 21, 1905)
'18 THE SUNDAY OREGONIAN, PORTLAND, MAY 21, 1905. PATSY'S EVERT once in a -while a little girl came to visit at the Newtons' -with her grandmother. Her name -seas "Henrietta Esterly. and her grandmoth er's name was Mrs. Marmaduke. Really they weren't any relation to the New tons, hut Patsy always called her Aunt Sarah., and spoke of Henrietta as her little cousin. Henrietta was a very pretty child about 6 years old. She had Ion? black curls which had to be made on a stick and took three-quarters of an hour to do. They were very prim and glossy all the morning: and very faggy all th afternoon, and had to be repaired lor dinner. In fact, Henrietta was prim and gfossy all over, being very much scrubbed and very stiffly starched. She was the kind of a little girl who couldn't play many games for fear of setting: mussed. Patsy tried hard to be patient and to look out for Henrietta, but she did love to play "prisoner's goal" and "pom pom pull away" and all the other rough games that the boys would let her into, and so often she had to tell Henrietta to sit on the front steps with her doll and watch the game, and sometimes Hen rietta cried and made a nasty little fuss. One day when she did this Patsy's meanest flash of temper got hold of bar tongue and she said some of the cross cst possible things to Henrietta', and the child burst into tears and ran to her grandmother. At first Patsy was going to go and apologize, but she wasn't really sorry, so she tossed her head in the air and ran off and had a most gorgeous after noon playing baseball in a vacant lot with Julie Denton and the whole crowd of boys. Coming home, however, her con science began to hurt her a littlf. What would her mother say? "What would Aunt Sarah say? She idolized Henrietta so that she was always cross to any one who took the least occasion to criticise her. There was trouble, of course. Mrs. Newton gave Patsy one of her sad. disappointed lone scoldings, the kind that hurt a good deal worse than a spanking, and of course Patsy ended by sniffing and saying she was sorry she had been cross. Her mother admitted in return that Henrietta was spoiled and had never played with other children, but that Patsj- must try to teach her how. It hurt like sixty to do it, but Patsy marched in to Aunt Sarah like a soldier GIFT OF THE LITTLE PRETTY little sparrow made Ills "nome t,sin an old. childless cou ple In. the village. The man thought the world of him, but the woman was stingy and ill tempered, and grudged their guest the petting and the .food. One day when she was busy with the washing, the sparrow thoughtlessly pecked at her bowl of starch. Instantly the olJ hag rushed at him, -seized the poor frightened creature by the neck, and cut off hi-3 tongueT Then she threw him into a washtub. and screamed: , "Take a taste of that water if you are hungry, ycu greedy old bird!" The sparrow fluttered from, the water and flew to tho woods with thex blooJ dropping from his bill. "When the old man returned home and his wife told him what she had done, his heart was almost broken. He searched the woods, calling the spar rowr but months passed away and he despaired of ever geeing It again. Then one day he heard a familiar note, and there was his long-lost friend, advanc ing to meet him and bowing low at every hop! The sparrow led the way to a nico little house hidden among the bushes, and took his former master into the WRECK OF THE MARY JANE THE BOY had a boat That is, ho called It a boat. For a long time he used it as a boat. Little Sister couldn't go alone In her. Little Sister had to go and bail her out while ho rowed; and she had to work pretty fast, too, because the boat leaked. 'Twasn't a little bit of a one-cent leak, cither. When they pushed off from shore, lit tle fountains shot up all along the cracks, and It was bail or sink for tho Boy and Little Sister. The Mary Jane, for so they named her, was what you might call unsea- " " " ' isjj pm nwi nmu 'OH! YOU CAUGHT A CRAB." BUBBLE and apologized for being mean, and sh asked Henrietta's pardon, and they kissed and made up. That night before she wont to sleep Patsy thought out a scheme" for making up to Henrietta for anything mean she'd done to her. and at the same tlm to assist the education of Henrietta In the matter of learning to play with other children. dearest and tiniest garden you ever 1 mw. soon nis wiie came oui carrying a tray In her bill, and one of the daugh ters followed with the teapot, and a worthy, and a ship inspector would have condemned her as dangerous. But under the circumstances she was quite safe enough. Nowhere did her regular route He over more than two feet of water, and Little Sister had a very .largo dipper. Then, too, they never went rowing without putting on their oldest clothes; and It was great fun to "skwush" their bare toes In the water while they worked at pump and engine. Many a beautiful ride they took. Many strange countries they visited. Tne Mary Jane plied regularly be tween tho Stone Dock and tho Cider PARTY She talked it over with her mother In the morning, and airs. Newton was very much pleased. Henrietta was quit ecstatic and Aunt Saraa beamed gen erously. Then Patsy went out and Invited all the boys and girls she knew that worn Henrietta's age to come to a bubble party Saturday afternoon. Mr. Newton gave the money for the SPARROW delicious meal was placed before the old man. The dainty little teacup seemed to hold more than his old cracked mug at home. They begged him to stay with them a few days, and the time passed pleas antly in conversation, feasting and games. At last he dared remain away from home no longer, and the sparrow brought In two large rattan baskets and prayed him to accept a parting gift. He lifted first one and then tho other, and finding that there was a great deal of difference in their weight, se lected the lighter one, because he did not want too much. When he arrived home and opened his basket he found that It was filled with treasure gold, silver, gems, a great bag of money, a coat and hat which would make the wearer invisible, cor als, crystals, hooks and all manner of valuables. The old man was overcome with grat itude. But his mean old wife wanted a basket of her very own, "and then I'll hide it away," she said to herself, "and no one shall have a single thing but myself." So the next day she put on her straw sandals and set off for the sparrow's house. It was a long walk, and she began to grow tired and cross. "Mr. Sparrow would better give me something good for visiting his old hen coop!" she muttered angrily. "Oh, there he is!" And at a turn in the path she came upon the little house and she Mill. The Stone Dock was the home port and the Cider Mill was France. Then there was the stop at tho Big Leg to take on fuel.and the stop under the Aspen Tree to take on cargoes; the stop at the Sandstone Rock for pro visions, and th.e stop at Sandy Beach to run the Mary Jane Into the dry dock, or. In other words, to tum her upside down when the water got ahead of X.lt tle Sister's bailing. One morning the Mary Jane started out under a good head of steam. The Boy was more than usually vigorous, and Little Sister felt equal to bailing out the ocean. The day was fine and the prospects good for a fair voyage. As the Boy stepped in. the middle board creaked a little, so he put his feet on each side and cautioned Little Sister. "Don't step on that middle board. Mary. Wait till I ship my oars before you get in. Now I ra ready. Shove her off." "She's stuck." "Give her a good old shove, and I'll jerk. Now! One. two, three. Clutch on and jump In. Thero we go!" Little Sister clambered all fours onto the stern seat, and the Boy gave a long pull and. a strong pull; when all of a sudden one of the oars broke, and the Boy heeled over backward on his head. "Oh!" laughed Little Sister. "You caught a crab." The boy Jumped to reach the piece of oar that was floating away, and in do ing so he stepped on the middle board. Crack she went, and the water gushed up In pallfuls. No moro could Little Sister keep the Mary Jane afloat with her trusty dip per. She dellborately settled down as If she were tired of much voyaging and. longed to rest "when sne -struck bot tom Little Sister and the Boy were up to their waists In water. So the dear-old Mary Jane was ship wrecked; but do you think that was the" last of her? Not by any means. The Captain and the Crew hauled her out. caulked her seams 'with mud so J stWps of rag and anything else that came handy; so that, while she could not keep the water out she could HOLD water, and In that capacity was well fitted for an aquarium. But that is another story- How Tim and Zip "Went. Tlra and Zip were two handsome and enterprising pet coons, the constant com panions and playmates of Ruth and James Saunders. There was .not a little excitement among the children one morning, when an Invitation came to Jamie and Ruth to a birthday party from their little neighbor, John Brown. Jeha Mve e an adjoining farm about a l)e dtotaat Tsx cMMrea wece ready In tl-sae to pipe. Auat Sarah asked to tee allowed tip THiy the "prizes, and Mrs. Newton -said she wosld attend to the refresh . seats. Jla asked to be allowed to taste tha soap and water to see If it was strong enough. He said he did not see. where else he came in. Sixteen children arrived promptly al 3 o'clock. They were, all as pink and cleaa as the bubbles they blew. Patsy had made the suds the night before with castlle soap and glycerine, and they were fine. The glycerine mad a such beautiful colors and such big bubbles. The children all knelt, sat or stood on chairs around the dining room table, which was covered with cloth o that they could- roll their bubbles along II like balls. At first they Just blew at random. Then when some of the chil dren who hadn't done It before learned how prizes were offered. My! but such excitement! First was a prize for the biggest, and everybody blew two and two, and behold! there was a prize for each one who outblew his partner. Then- came prizes for th smallest bubble, then for the one with the loveliest colors, for the one which lasted longest, for the largest double bubble, and so on. Mrs. Newton and Aunt Sarah were the judges, and so cleverly did they manage the contests that when they were over every child in the party had two prizes and was absolutely happy and content. The prizes were such dear funn things, lltlte dolls and dust pans and doll's furniture and whistles and too and Jackknlves every kind of thing that girls and boys especially adoro "When the bubble blowing was done they all went into tho parlors and played "Going to Jerusalem" and "Lon don Bridge" until they were invited back into the dlnicgroom. Such a supper as they had! Bouillon, hot In cups, and cold chicken with creamed potatoes, and the loveliest ice cream In every different kind of fruit shape pears, peaches and grapes. "While they were eating there was a funny noise outside the window, and when Patsy looked out she found Jim and George Martin and all the Wz boys peeking in to try to see some of the fun. ' Mrs. Newton said there was plenty oi cream left,. so when the children went Into the parlor again the boys wer Invited in and fed. Patsy told them It was a consolation prize for being too big and that It paid them back for all the things they did and wouldn't let the children Into. It was quite dark by this time, so after the boys finished their Ice cream they took all the children homo. And through it all .Henrietta acted like a real little lady and Patsy was forced to admit it So she always ia member.ed to kep her temper after thai and to treat Henrietta as If she was as nice to play with as Laura Martin. pushed roughly at the tiny "door, grum bling when she found It locked. It, was soon opened by the sparrow himself. She crowded past him Into the parlor and sat down heavily In the most comfortable chair, where she be gan flattering the bird, and hinted that she was hungry and thirsty and would be glad of some refreshment. The sparrow "bowed, and going to the door ordered a cup of tea for her, but nothing elso was brought In, nor did the wife and daughters make their ap pearance. After a while she began to grow im patient for her present, andr ns the sparrow said nothing about one, she asked outright for it. At this her little host left the room and returned with two baskets and set them before her. "Without a moment's hesitation she took the heavier one, and. never saying a word of thanks, hurried -Tiome as fast as she could. "When she reached the hut It was getting late, and she saw her husband's figure In the distance. Tired as she was. she hastened to open the basket before he arrived. The Instant she lifted the coer sev eral horrible and ferocious monsters leaped out. and an enormous serpent. covered with long, red hairs, colling itself around her, strangled her In twi. minutes! The olJ man gave his wife a fine burial and tried hard to be sorry for her fate: but the sparrow soon sent him word of a handsome boy who had no one to care for him, so the old man adopted the child, who grew up to re pay his foster father amply for all his kindness. And thus, with a son to comfort him and wealth to .support him, the kind old man lived out jus days as nappuy as any one could desire. make an early start as they were going to walk across the fields. They had not gone far when a noise caused them to look back, and they saw the two small figures of their beloved pets not far behind them. They knew it would never do to take such playmates with them, so with a The Crocodile's Smile. Said a merry and gay crocodile. Who lived by the turbid old Nile: "I oftentimes hear People pealc of my tear. But what do they thlak of my amlie? They should mention .tnat once la a wklle.' good deal of reluctance they threw some bits of sod and small sticks at the two coons, driving them back, as they thought The children then went their way, and in the fuss and excitement of the party forgot the animals. Bv and bv Mrs. Brown announced sup per. A tray of delicious ice cream was brought in and distributed among the guests. All at once the children heard peals of laughter from the outside, and ran out to see what was tne matter, strange scene met their eyes. Sitting by the two freezers were Tim and ZIb. solemnly helping taerasives, dipping np the Ice cream with their little black paws. Mrs. Brown stood aghast, with a spoon In cne hand and an empty tray la the other, and the servants were shaking with laughter. James" and Ruth went to the rescue tklr ooseeBaten 9i Utr mischievous pets. wbHe Mrs.. Btwh ' Itefched servfeg the tee creas SPOTTY'S NURSE GIRL WHACK. CAME SPOTTY was a barn cat and the mother of many families. Scarcely had tho last children grown to "be able to look out for themselves a little and to begin to take lessons in mouse-hunting when along came four blind babies, who cried a great deal and demanded Spotty's constant attention. Now Spotty had always been a good provider; but a double task, stared her WHERE DREAMS COME FROM THUKUKi.N was a very smau ooy, but he was strong, and so he climbed up the high mountain with out stopping to rest, that he might catch the Old Lace Maker who made the clouds and find out where he got his thread. It was not an easy mountain to climb. First the wind whispered to him to go back or the Old Lace Maker would be angry- Then the water In the brook made a pond in front of him and laughed at him, but he found a log and got across. After that he met the Old Bear and five cubs and they sat in a row and growled at him, but he almost ran over them, he was In such a hurry. Then he had to climb a very steep rock, and on the top he .found the man he waa looking for. He was a very old man, indeed. He sat on a high cliff and his beard was gray and reached away down Into the valley out of Bight His hair was white and fell over his shoulders so It covered the mountain behind him. and people said the summit was snow. " When he sighed over his work, his breath blew the tree tops down to the ground, and when he pang a song It made the earth tremble. He had his hand? full of lace, so Thord- kin could hardly see him at all, but the boy went close to him and spoke up bravely: Please, Old Lace Maker, where do you got your thread?" For answer the old man tore off a quarter of a mile of his lace and held it between his lingers and blew it hard. It fluttered a moment and went sailing over the valleys below, a great white cloud. Dog-Labor as DOG that prepares hash, sharp ens knives and freezes icecream is one of the sights of the little town of Orange, Mass. He is owned by Charles W. Reed. The dog's name is Percy, but he has the steady, indus trious qualities of a John, and Mr. Reed says he is worth' two kitchen maids. Mc. Reed has constructed a machine of the treadmill pattern, and Into this the dog cheerfully trots as soon as things are ready .for' his share of the work. The machine is attached to a shat, which can be connected by belts to a grindstone, a meat chopper and an Ice cream freezer, and some times tho animal, which is a fine St Bernard, walks dignitiedly In this treadmill half the morning, making Hamburg steak, sharpening knives. preparing hash, chopping up onions or freezing ice cream. He thoroughly enjoys his work, and no other dog can tempt him away with Invitations to come out and fight roam the fields in search of woodchucks or by the news that there are several cats near by that need to be chased. When his task Is over he leaps Joyfully out, barks loudly, waves his tall in the air proud ly, until Mr. Reed hands him his re ward, a big piece of meat and gives him a few words of praise. Then he Is ready to play or drowse in the sun shine the rest of the day. His mas ter is planning some new contrivances JJJ... . ., i - --- 1 'r '' ' l SPOTTY'S PAW. in the face: How 'to feed the helpless newcomers, and catch mice enough for hersalf and the half-grown kittens taxed her iasenulty to the utmost Starvation seemed to be staring them In the face, and poor Spotty lay awake all one night trying to hatch up ways and means for keeping the wolf from the door. Just at dawn a brilliant though c came to her. Some one else must look after the "babies while she did the hunting for Then the Lace Maker made a darker cloud than the first and blew -it into the air. The next piece was blacker than the previous one. And then Thordkin saw that there was a storm at hand. The sunbeams fell down over the Lace Maker's shoulder and struck the fields and the rivers and lakes and the sea. Then the cloud maker wound them up on a spool and wove them into clouds, each thread of sunshine having tiny drops of water strung upon It "Oh!" the boy exclaimed, "I see how It Is done, but why do you make a storm when I have come to visit you?" There waa no answer and Thordkin saw that he had vexed the old man and thus caused him to bring about a. storm. One can always tell how the Lace Maker Is feeling by looking at the clouds When he is happy they are light and dainty, but if he Is cross they are black and wet. "Please. Mr. Lace Maker, give me a gift" said Thordkin. The lace-maklng stopped and the work er's hands reached under the trees- among the darkest places. Soon a much more dainty lace was bo ing made and It had wonderful pictures on It Thordkin thought them the most beautiful pictures ever made, but some were horrible, too, and he shuddered to look at them. Soon a great pile of lace was lying upon tho Lace Maker's lap, and he tore the whole Into short lengths and placed them In the "boy's arms. The pile was so high that it nearly cov ered him, and when he could see again, the old man was gone. When he went down the mountain some of the gift blew away and dropped down an Aid in Household Work whereby the dog can assist In wash ing the 'dishes and the clothes, and he says that- he believes he has found a solution to the servant problem in the employment of dog labor. He intends to teach other dogs to perform light work. , THE MORE HASTE THE LESS SPEED 'T wish I could live on the farm always, grandpa," said Maurice. "I think farm work Is fun. What are you going to do today, grandpa?" "Drop corn down In tho meadow patch." "Oh, can I help you?" "You may drop It In the small patch back at the barn. You'll be tired of it when you have got that done. Run and get one of Aunt Mary's aprons to hold the corn." A few moments later, arrayed In a cali co apron, Maurice appeared in the grain house, and grandpa filled his apron with com. "Remember, Just seven kernels In each hill, Maurice," called grandpa, as he went into the next meadow. He counted, the kernels with great care and let them drop slowly through his, fin gers. How pretty the yellow corn looked in the brown earth? But soon it grew warm. He looked to game. She must have a nurse girl; that was plain. Alvira!" she called, and Alvira, spot ted like her mother, stopped, playing with her tall and came at her call. "Alvira, 2 want you to take care of the children while . I go after mice." "Oh, mother. I want to play with my tail. Those little blind things can't set Into any mischief." - "Alvira, get into the box and stay there till I get back!" Alvira dared not disobey when mother spoke in that tone, so she climbed In. grumbling, and Spotty started for the field. But Spotty knew too much of cat na ture not to take a- look after affairs, so she crept back and peeped In at the barn door. Alvira was just popping her head over the top of th.e box. "Mother needn't think I'm going to spend ray precious time looking" after those good-for-nothing little squirming things when there's that lovely spot of sunshine creeping in at the stable win dow." and Alvira leaped out and began to play with her black and white tall. Before she knew what struck her. whack! came Spotty's paw against her ear. "Get back into that box? (Whack.) "Now stay there and take care of those children!" (Whack!) And Alvira stayed; and every morn ing after, till the kittens had their eyes open, she tended them faithfully; and every morning on her mother's return she was rewarded with a fine fat mouse. A Little Story for Very Little Ears. One little pig went to market, you know. What do you suppose that the little pig bought? Why, a pig tail, of course, and he got a very curly one from a nice little girl, and then he bought a ring, and the foolish piggy put it Into his nose instead of on his finger. So there! The cow Jumped over the moon, you know. But where In goodness did the cow jump to? Will you tell me that? I know. Why, she jumped Into the milky way. Do you know where the dish ran to when he ran away with the spoon? They ran Into the butler's pantry and formed a partnership, and tho next time you cat porridge or Ice cream or other nice things just you notice and you will see that the dish and the spoon are doing business together the same as ever. And what became of the tune that th old cow died of? Why, it joined a brass band and took lodgings In the drum. The very next time you hear a brass band. ju3t you listen, and when you hear some thing deep and loud and awful go "Boom! Boom! Boom!" that's the tune the old cow died of. And that's all! on distant cities. Seme dropped into tha woods, and some into the gardens of the village. He had only a little when he reached home. He went straight to the hdusa of Han derkin, the blacksmith's boy, and gave him a piece, and to the house of the Duke and gave him some. To all those whom he liked he gave a little; but when night came the lace seemed so thin that no one kept watch of It, and every piece was lost Several length were in the" boy's house and they floated about in the air like feathers. When any of It touched a sleeper that person saw all the pictures on that bit of lace. His grandmother dreamed she was a queen,, his father that he was carrying a kettle of gold to feed a bear and the boy dreamed that he was making, clouds and made such a storm that It drowned every one in the town and he was chased by the geese till ho fell down and awakened. Next day there was much talk, for never before had adream been heard of and the people were all much disturbed. Tho farmers decided that Thordkin was to be feared and they drove him into the hills. He went to the Old Lac Maker's seat, but the old man was not there and he never found him. Each day he saw the lace floating from some other mountain top where it is being made, and eacn night people dreamed strange and won derful things. Finally Thordkin grew weary of searching and lay down, high on the r mountain-top, and was never seen any more. But where he lay thero grew the first of the "Queen Anne's Lace" flowers. seo how many hills he had filled. Only two rows and a half, and there were seven more. He decided that there was no use In really counting the kernels. It took too long and he could guess at it just as well. Soon the apron was empty, but there were still three rows. He ran to grandpa for more corn. "More corn! Why. Maurice, how's this? I gave you enough to fill that patch. Are you suro you put only seven kernels In each hill?" "I didn't count," faltered Maurice. Grandpa said nothlngbut walked through the field and looked Into the hills. In one were 13, In another 16, and in a third 20 kernels. , "Why, Maurice!" he said. 'Til pick out the extra ones If you want me to," said Maurice reluctantly, for his arms were aching. "Well, perhaps It will make you more thoughtful next time." replied grandpa. At noontime, when Maurice started wearily for the house, grandpa said In marry tones, "Well, little man, have you decided that it's true?" "What's true, grandpa?" "Oh, that's my riddle, Maurice, and the answer la a proverb. Do you know it, ilaurlco?" Maurice thought and Maurice flushed, and then Maurice looked straight at grandpa. "I'm pretty sure I do know.it, now," he : said.
