The Home Advocate. (Jefferson, Tex.), Vol. 1, No. 8, Ed. 1 Saturday, March 13, 1869 Page: 3 of 4
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I'Uclc Frank's Chat with the
Children*
Last week I told you that I had
seen one of the prettiest sights I
ever saw, but <lid not have time to
tell you what it was. Well, I sup-
pose you are all curious to know
■what it was. Was it a beautiful
red apple ? Not that. A rainbow ?
No. 0, bird ! Not any sort of a
bird. A flower ? a rose? Nothing
of that sort. Well, was it a pretty
little girl, with a new spring dress,
glossy ringlets laughing eyes, blush-
ing cheeks, and rosy lips ; all all
fixed up like a May Queen ? That is
beautiful indeed ; but you have not
quite guessed it yet. It was all in
a bunch. 0, well, then, now I know
—a bouquet of early flowers ! No,
prettier than that, and sweeter too.
Oh, Uncle Frank, how could it be ?
Do tell us what it was ?
Well, if you are done guessing, 1
will now tell you. As I was passing
the school house, on my way from
dinner to the office—you see I go
right by the schoolhouse—I heard a
chattering and laughing sweeter
than the music of birds, close to the
street, in the corner of the school
yard. I could not help stopping and
peeping over the fense, Old Peep-Eye
like, and just lik any boy would have
done if he had happened along there
at that time. There sat half a dozen
—I think about that many—beauti-
ful and merry little school girls, hav-
ing a social entertainment. I can
not tell you what they had for din-
ner, for they were so much surprised
when I spake to them, that they for-
got to ask me lo join them. But I
did not see any cocoanut, nor pea-
nuts, nor molasses candy. Perhaps
that is because there was no " Hitty
Colts " in that party. (You will
learn all about Hitty, the naughty
• tempter, and Annie, her victim, pres-
ently, in a little story.) But I no-
ticed that what belonged to one be-
longed to ail. And it seemed to
make each one so happy to divide
with the rest, and know that they
enjoyed part of her dinner. They
were so kind to one another. Each
one forgot herself in her generous
attention to her little associates. I
cannot tell you what they looked
like ; for, as I have already said, I
thought it was one of the prettiest
sights in the world. Well, yes, I
can tell you—they looked just like a
group of beautiful, kind, gentle, in-
nocent, contented, happy little girls.
Now, children, if you will always
be thus kind and loving, you will
always be lovable and loved.
I have not much room in the Ad-
vocate for chat, because I have al-
ready nearly filled up the children's
page with nice reading. There is
an excellent talk "'To the Little
Folks," by Mentor, a good ludy
whose real, every-day name is quite
different. But never mind the name,
or who it is. It may be your near-
est neighbor, your mother, or sister,
or "Auntie." Anyhow, I can assure
you that she is a good lady who
loves you, and wants to see you
good, intelligent, and happy. " How-
Annie did not buy a Singing Book,"
ia a very instructive little story,
and will teach you to avoid evil as-
sociates, and tp resist the tempta-
tions into which you may be led by
such a girl as Hitty Colt or Abby
Noycs. Now kiss mc " good night."
For the Home Advocate.
To the Little Folks.
I want to say a few things to the
little readers of the Homo Advocate.
It is a nice thing children, to have a
paper of your own to read. You
like it aud will read it carefully.—
Treasure its truths, and after while
you will be wise, if you aro industri-
ous at school and at home. Learn to
be industrious. Ev«ry momentjs a
precious boon. And have you thought
of it? you have one at a time ; don't
waste them. The slothful are con-
demned in the Bible. And another
thing, do not get into Lad habits ; it
is easy to learn them, but so hard to
unlearn. I have heard nice looking
little boys, using bad words, and I
was so sorry to hear it ; it was fast
becoming a habit. Just so the man
you saw yesterday, reeling home
from the grocery, learned to drink
whisky, at first he took a dram, af-
terwards a glass, aud now he drinks
two, three, and sometimes more, if
he can get it. It is habit. Learn to
be good and wise, that you may be
useful. I love good, truthful chil-
dren ; and it makes their parents so
happy; and God bless them and take
care ot them. Some poor little boys
and girls have no father or mother to
watch over them, or fnrnish them
with all the nice things, as many
of you have ; they have to work
hard for all they eat or wear. Now
are you better than they ? God gives
you more, and he will require more
of you. You cannot be too good or
wise; and while you are young, form
good habilB, and do not associate
with the wicked; they will entice
you to be like them; and you know
Tray was beat because he was found
in bad company.
You little folks will be men and
women after while, and I hope good
and useful ones. Prepare to fill sta-
tions of honor and trust; and now is
the time to quallify yourselves. Your
fathers and mothers are growing old,
and soon they will pass away. You
must take their places. They want
to instruct you; listen kindly to their
admonitions, and practice their pre-
cepts of virtue.
Well 1 have talked enough this
time, some other time, if Bro. Patillo
is willing, I will tell >ou about some-
thing else. Good by. Mentor.
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From Ballou's Monthly Magazine.
How Aimic Didn't Buy a Siugiog
Book.
by augustus bell.
" Twenty-five cents to buy a sing-
ing book!" axclaimed Aunt Jane,
shrilly. " Twenty-five cents don't
grow on every bush, and I thought
you said the singing-school wouldn't
cost anything, or I should have kept
you away from it. And now, first
thing I hear, you've got to have
twenty-five cents to buy a singing
book! Why wont my ' Harp of Da-
vid ' do ?"
'"Twouldn't belike the rest," said
little rosy-cheeked Annie, treniuous-
ly, " aud they would all laugh at
me. I'll be real good if you'll let me
buy the new one, Auntie."
" Well, there, I suppose every one
will call me stingy if I don't let you
have it; but 1 don't approve of chil-
dren spending so much money." And
Aunt Jane took out her green silk
purse, and counted out the twenty-
live cents into Annie's hand. " Now
don't lose it, and be sure you get the j
book."
" 0 yes, Auntie," said Annie, ready
to dance with delight; " and now
may I put on my little red jacket ?
Hitty Colt is going to wear hers."
" No, you can't do every thing Hit-
ty Colt does," grumbled Aunt Jane, j
whose first impulse was always to |
refuse, though there was a good deal }
of sweetuess under the hard crust of
her heart.
" 0, let her have it if she wants
to, Jane. Is it something to wear
on her head ?" interposed Uncle Jack,
with his nose an inch from his news-
paper.
" Head ! no ; that's as much as a
man knows ! There, run off, Annie,
or you'll bo late."
So Annie ran off, and met Hitty
Colt at the corner ; so they put tiicir
arms around each other aud went to
singing-school together.
" ilavo you got your twenty-five
cents ?', asked Annie.
" No," said Hitty, " father didn't
have any, Have you got yours ? 0,
so you have ! How nice 1" And her
black eyes looked greedily at Annie's
handful of money.
They reached the singing-school,
where a crowd of little girls were
standing about waiting for the teach
er. Pretty soon he caine, a slender,
pale young man, with straight light
hair, and called them to order. He
was sorry, he said, to bo obliged to
tell them that the new singing books
had not arrived yet, so they could
not obtain thorn till the next lesson.
But they would now sing, as well as
they could, the old melody " A rosy
crown we twine for thee."
" Don't he look like a sugar cane?"
whispered Hitty.
Annie had never soon a sugarcane,
but she guessed lie did, and suggest-
ed also that he looked like molasses
candy. Hitty said molasses candy
was real good, and she wished she
had some. Mr. Morgan kept it in
his store, she said. Annie nodded ;
but just then the teacher looked
straight at them, and said there must
be no whispering. So they did not
speak any more, but Hitty put her
arm around Annie as if she loved
her very mnch.
When the singing-school was out
three or four little girls joined Annie
and Ilitty, and they walked along
together.
" Abby Noyes, did you and Lucy
bring your twenty-five cents !'" asked
Hitty.
No, they hadn't; they had forgot-
ten all about it.
" Well, Annie brought hers," said
Hitty ; and Annie began to feel very
grand. She took the money out of
her pocket and showed it to them.
" What— lots— of— nuts— that—
would—buy!" said little Lucy Noyes,
who had not known how to talk long,
and always spoke deliberately.
"Nuts!" said Ilitty, scornfully.
"I guess it would; and heaps of
candy, and a pine-apple, maybe,
wouldn't it Annie ?"
This was a new idea to Annie. She
began to think how many things
twenty-five cents might mean besides
a singing book.
, " I've got to keep it to buy a sing-
ing book," she said, regretfully ;
" but if I could spend it, 1 should buy
a cocoanut, they aic so good, aint
they, Ilitty ?"
" I guess they are!" said Ditty.
" There's Morgan's store now. Let's
look in through the window, Annie,
and make up our minds what you
would buy it' you could spend your
money."
So the little girls all stopped and
looked in. Lucy said she should buy
"red—apples—and—peanuts," if the
money was hers. Abby said she
should buy almonds and raisins, if it
were hern. Ilitty said she should get
more molasses candy than any thing
else, if it was hers. Annie said noth-
ing, but held the money very tight in
her hand.
•' Why don't you say what you
would buy?" said Ilitty, nudging
her.
"Because I musn't buy anything ;
Aunt Jane would scold," murmured
Annie with longing eyes.
"Well, nobody wants you to buy
anything," replied Hitty ; "only say j
what you would buy, if you could.
" Well, then/' said Annie, greatly |
tempted, "I should buy a cocoanut j
first thing, and then spend half the !
rest for molasses candy, and half for j
peanuts."
" 0, how splendid !" exclaimed j
Ilitty, admiringly. " But how much i
do you believe there would bo left
after you bought the cocoanut ? Let's j
go in and ask how much cooounuts !
are. It wont do any harm to ask."
Abby and Lucy were quite ready, j
but Annie held back half frightened, }
till Hitty said she would ask the
question herself; she'd just as lief i
as not. Su Annie thought it would
bo no harm just, to go in quietly aud
hear Hitty do it.
Ilitty's keen black eye sparkled,
and her mouth watered at all tho
good thiugs they saw as they enter-
ed tho store. They stood, a hesita-
ting little group, at tho counter, and
tho clork came to seo if they wanted
anything.
"She wants to know how much
cocoanuts are," said Hitty, pointing
to poor little blushing Annie, who
was all in confusion.
" Ten cents apiece," said tho clerk.
" Do you want to buy one, little
girl ?"
" I only said I should lite to buy
one," replied Annie ; but it seemed
to her there were never such nice
looking cocoanuts before, and she
knew they were sweet and good.—
How tho milk rattled in the one the
clerk was shaking as he spoko !
" Your aunt wont care," whisperod
Hitty, " and your Uncle Jack can
give you plenty more money."
So he could, Uncle Jack was so
kind, and there would bo plenty of
time before tho next singing lesson.
Sho looked at the twenty-five cents,
and hesitated.
" J would," whispered Ilitty again.
" Here it is," said the clerk, who
had seen tho money. And ho rolled
the cocoanut up in a paper, and held
it out to Annie. She was vanquished.
She took it, and gave him the tweuty
five cents.
"Any thing elso you'd like ?" ask-
ed tho clerk, before he began to
count out the change.
'•You said half molasses candy
and half peanuts," suggested Abby,
who had visions of a feast dancing
before her.
" I know it," said Annie, with a
guilty pleasure. " You may give me
half the change in molasses candy
and half in peauuts." Annio had
left off being afraid now ; she felt
important and excited. She tasted
the delight of possession with that
great cocoanut in her hands.
The clerk's <*yes twinkled, and ho
did up the packages very quickly
and gave them to her
" Now let's go out on tho big rock
and look at them," said Ilitty, with
great interest.
The big rock was in a field where
the neighborhood children were in
the habit of playing, and it was a
favorite place. So the little girls
went there, and Annio undid tho
packages with a great air of gran-
deur.
"We'll divide," she said benevo-
lently.
" 0 Annie, you're tho very nicest
girl 1 ever knew in my life I" said
black eyed Hitty, very affectionately;
and then she offered to lend her little
sharp penknife to make a hole in the
cocoanut, so they could get tho milk
out, They worked away till the hole-
was made, and then they took turns
in tipping it up and pouring the
milk into their mouths.
" You—always—drink—the—most
—Hitty," said the little deliberate
Lucy, as if she weighed every word.
" No such thing," answered Ilitty.
" Now, Annie, let's keep throwing it
off the rock till it breaks.', So they
threw it down as hard as they could,
but the cocoanut rolled off as whule
as ever; they had to njn after it
then and throw it again, and it
would have been great fun, if they
had not felt in such a hurry to get at
the inside. At last Hitty threw it
with all her might against a sharp
corner of tho rock, and that broke
it into seven or eight pieces. These
Annie divided as well as she could, j
and then passed round the molasses J
candy and peanuts, and the feast was ;
fairly begun.
" if I ever have any candy I'll j
give you some, Annie," said Abby ;
" only I don't have much; mother i
says it wastes money."
Annio remembered uneasily that I
lior Aunt Jane thought it a waste of :
money, too. O dear, what would
Aunt Jane say when she found it all
out ? But it was of no nso to think i
about that now, so she nibbled away j
at the white cocoanut meat, and took j
a fresh stick of the molasses candy, j
Meanwhile, at home, Aunt Jane j
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bad looked at the clock a good many
times, aud wondered why Annio did
not coino home, for. singing-school
was always out by four.
"She's in some mischief, I'll be
bound 1" sho said to herself ; but sho
was very busy narrowing off a stock-
ing too, so site did not grow impa-
tient until that was all done and the
nedles stuck in the ball. Undo Jack
sat iu his easy chair dozing.
Aunt Jano put away her work and
looked out of the window across tho
field. Then sho shaded her oyes and
looked again. It appeared to her as
if there wero soma little girln out on
the big rock away off at the other
end of tho field. What wero they
doing ? Was Annio there ? Sho
would catch cold as sure as tho
world, if sho wero sitting out on that
damp rock.
" Jack," she said, decisively, " I'm
going out in tho field to get Annie
and bring hfcr home."
Sho did not put on her bonnet, for
tho day was warm, and it was not
quite sunset, She hurried across
the field as fast as her portly figure
would allow, and tho nearer she ap-
proached, thesurorsho was that that
was Annio Bitting on tho rock.
The little girls sat with their faces
the other way, and their mouths full
of molasses candy, so they did not
seo Aunt Jano coming till sho was iu
ten steps of them, Then Annie gavo
a little scream, and dropped all tho
peanuts and cocoanut out of her
apron. Aunt Jane pouncod upon her.
Her keen cyo told her thoro was
mischief going on.
" Why didn't you como straight
home from singing school, Annio ?"
sho asked ; " and whore's tho now
singing book you bought ?"
" Tho teacher said tho books hadn't
come," said Annie, looking down,
"so we couldn't havo them not till
next time."
" Well, I know thero wasn't any
such great hurry about it," said Aunt
Jano, " for all you was in such a
strait this noon. Where is tho twen-
ty-five cents, then, that I gavo you ?"
Annio twisted tho corner of her
apron and looked down at tho giound
harder than ever. Tho other littlo
girls looked at each other in a fright-
ened sort of way.
" Why don't you answer, child ?"
asked Aunt Jano, sternly, "(iivo
mo tho twenty-five cents at once !"
Annie looked appealingly at Ilitty
Colt.
" Sho bought cocoanut and candy
with the money, ma'am," explained
Ilitty, pointing at tho fragments of
tho feast, and secretly enjoying tho
dilemma.
" 'Lasses — candy — and—nice—
peanuts I" added littlo Lucy, wishing
Annie's magnificence to bo appreci-
ated.
Aunt Jane caught Annio by tho
shoulders and shook her.
" Cocoanuts !" she exclaimed, "and
peanuts! and molasses candy! You
sinful, extravagant girl !"
Aud then she shook her again, and
pushed her before her, started over
tho field for homo, stopping at every
few steps to shake Annie again and
again, and to ejaculate :
"Cocoanuts and peanuts, you
naughty girl I and molasses candy !"
Uncle Jack had gotio to the win-
dow to look for them, and when ho
saw Aunt Jane coming, and shaking
little Annie at every pause, he was
frightened half out of his wits, and
ran out of doors and through tho
garden gate to meet them.
"Is the child sick, Jano?" ho
shouted, before he could reach them.
" lias she got a fit? Givo her sorno
brandy ! llere, let mo lake her !"
But Aunt Jane, Hushed and breath-
less, could only say :
" Cocoanuts! Sho spent it for
candy, the littlo simpleton !"
Annie was crying, and Uncle Jack
all in a puzzle, took her part and led
her homo. She was forgiven before
tho day was over, but sho didn't buy
a singing book as long as she lived.
Abby and Lucy wero too frighten-
ed to cat any more of the feast, but
Hitty crowded all the remains iuto
her pocket and carried them off. Sho
was tho best satisfied of all tho com-
pany.
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Patillo, F. J. The Home Advocate. (Jefferson, Tex.), Vol. 1, No. 8, Ed. 1 Saturday, March 13, 1869, newspaper, March 13, 1869; Jefferson, Texas. (https://texashistory.unt.edu/ark:/67531/metapth235533/m1/3/: accessed April 23, 2024), University of North Texas Libraries, The Portal to Texas History, https://texashistory.unt.edu; crediting The Dolph Briscoe Center for American History.