THE SCRAXTON TRIBUNE "WEDNESDAY MOUNTING, MARCH IV 1895.
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CHAt'TEK I.
One of the first things which Com
fort rpmcmlifrej 1'Ihk tulrt was that
ihf hnd been named for hi-r Aunt Cum
f"rt who had Klvi-n her n rhUI rlw? and
a Kol'l dollar for hf r name. Comfort
pould not undprstand why. It always
M'ml to her that hiT aunt and not
nhe had Riven the name, and that she
ihotild have Kiven the rlnn and the dol
lar, but that was what her mother had
told her. "Your Aunt Comfort Rave
you this beautiful Hold ring and this
gold dollar for your name," said she.
The ring and the dollar were kept In
Mrs. Pease's little rosewood work box,
which she never used for needlework,
but as a repository for her treasures.
Her best cameo brooch was In there,
too, and a lock of hair of Comfort's
baby brother, who died.
One of Comfort's chlefest delights
was looking at her gold ring and gold
dollar. When she was very good her
mother would Unlock the rosewood box
and let her Bee them, She hud never
worn the ring; It was much too large
for her. Aunt Comfort nnd her mother
had each thought that It was foolish to
buy a gold ring that she rould out
grow. "If It were a camellan ring I
wouldn't care," said Aunt Comfort,
"but It does seem a pity when It's a
real gold ring." So the ring was
bought a little tK) large for Comfort's
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mother. She was a very small woman
and Comfort was a large baby, and,
moreover, favored her futher's fumlly,
who were all well grown, and Aunt
Comfort feared she might have larger
fingers.
"Why, I've seen girls 8 years old with
Angers a good deal bigger than yours,
Emily," she said. "Suppose Comfort
shouldn't be able to get that ring
on her finger after she's 8 years old
what a pity 'twould be, when it's real
gold, too."
But when Comfort was 8 years old
Bhe was very small for her age, and
she could actually crowd two of her
fingers, the little one and the third,
Into thefi lng. She begged her mother
to let her wear It so, but she wold not.
"No," said she. "I shan't let you muke
yourself a luughtng stock by wearing a
ring any such way as that, besides you
couldn't use your fingers. You've got
to wait till your hand grows to It.' '
So poor little Comfort waited, but
she had a discouraged feeling some
times lhat her hand never would grow
to it. "Suppose I shouldn't be any
bigger than you, mother," she said,
"couldn't I wear the ring?"
'Hush, you will be bigger than I am;
all your father's folks are, and you look
Just like them." suld her mother con
clusively, and Comfort tried to have
faith. The gold dollar also could only
Impart the simple delight of possession
for It was not to be spent. "I am go
ing to give her a gold dollar to keep be
side the ring," Aunt Comfort had said.
"What is It for?" Comfort asked
sometimes, when sh'p gazed at It shin
ing in Its pink cotton bed In the top of
the workbox. "It's to keep," answered
her mother. Comfort grew to have a
feeling which she never expressed to
anybody that her gold dollar was some
how like Ksau's birthright, and some
thing dreadful would happen to her If
she parted with It. She felt safer, be
cause a "mess of pottage" did not
sound attractive to her, and she did
not think she would ever be attempted
to spend her gold dollar for that.
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Comfort went to school when,she was
10 years old; she had not begun as
early as most of the other girls, be
cause she lived three-quarteYs of a mile
from the schoolhoUHe and had many
sore throats. The doctor had advised
her mother to teach her at home, and
she could do that because she had been
a teacher herself when she was a girl.
Comfort had not been to school one
day before everybody In It knew abdut
her gold ling and her dollar, and It
happened In this way: She sat on the
bench between Hosy and Matilda
"Ihin't You Cry," .Sho Whispered.
Steydns, and Hosy had a ring on the
middle linger of her left hnnd. Hosy
was a fair, pretty little girl, with long,
light curls, which all the other girls ad
mired, and begged for the privilege of
twisting. Hosy at recess usually had
one or two of her friends standing nt
her back twisting her soft curlB over
their fingers.
Hosy wore pretty gowns and aprons
too, and she wus ulways glancing down
to see If her skirt was spread out nice
ly when she sat on th bench. Her
Bister, Matilda, had Just as pretty
gowns, but she was not pretty herself.
However she was a better scholar, al
though she was a year younger. That
day she kept glancing across Comfort
at her sister and her black eyes
twinkled angrily. Hosy somiAlmes sat
with her left hand pressed affectedly
against her pink cheeck, with the ring
finger bent slightly outward, and then
she held up her spelling book before
her with her .left hand, and the same
OBtentntlous finger.
Finally Matilda lost her patience, agil
she whispered across Comfort l'ease.
"You act like a ninny," said she to
Hosy, with a fierce pucker of her red
Hps and a black twinkle of her eyes.
Hosy. looked at her and the pink
spread softly all over her face and neck,
but Bhe still held her spelling book
high, and the middle finger, with the
ring wiggled at the back of It. t
"It ain't anything but brass neither,"
whispered Matilda.
"It ain't," Hosy whispered back,
"Smell of It."
Hosy crooked her arm around her
face, and began, to cry. However, she
cried quite easily, and everybody was
accustomed to seeing her fair head bent
over the hollow of her arm several
times a day, so she created no excite'
ment at all. Kven the school teacher
simply glanced at her and Bald nothing.
The school teacher was an elderly wo
man who had, taught school ever since
she was sixteen. She was called very
strict, land) the little girls were all
afraid of her. Bhe could ferrule a boy
Just as well as a man could. Her name
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FOR THE
was Miss Tabltha Hanks. She did not
like Rosy Stebblns very well, although
she tried to be Impartial. Once, at re
cess, she pushed Charlotte Hutchlns
and Sarah Allen, who were twisting
Rosy's curls, away and gathered them
all up herself In one hard hand. "I'd
cut them all off If I was your mother,"
said she with a sharp little tug. but
when Hosy rolled her scared blue eyes
up at her she only laughed grimly, and
let go. ,
Now Miss Hanks Just looked absent
ly at Hosy, weeping In the hollow of
her blife gingham arm, then went over
to the, blackboard and began writing
In fair large characters. "A rolling
stone gathers no moss," for the scholars
to copy In their writing books. The
templatlon and the opportunity were
too much for Comfort Pease. She
nudged Matilda Stebblns and whis
pered In her ear, although she knew
that whispering In school was wrong;
"I've got a real gold ring," whispered
Comfort.
Matilda turned astonished eyes upon
her. "You ain't." .
"Yes, I have." '
"Who gave It to you?",
"My Aunt Comfort, for my name."
"Were you named for her?"
"Yes, and she gave me a real gold
rilig for it."
"Matilda Stebblns and Comfort
Pease, stand out on the floor."sald Miss
Tabltha Hunks, sharply. Comfort gave
a great Jump. The teacher had been
standing at the blackboard, with her
back toward them, and how had she
seen? . Never after that did Comfort
feel quite safe from Miss Tabitha's
eyes; even If they were on the other
sldA-of a wall, she could not quite trust
it. . .
"Step right out on the floor, Matilda
and Comfort," repeated Miss Tabltha,
and out the two little girls stepped.
Comfort's knees shook, and she was
quite pale. Matilda looked Very sober,
but her black eyes gave a defiant flash
when she was out on the floor and saw
that her sister Hosy hud lowered ,hei
arm and was loosing at her with ge
tie triumph. "You see what you''
got because you culled my ring brass,"
Hosy seemed to say, and Matilda gave
a stern little nod at her, as if she re
plied; "It Is brass."
Poor little Comfort did not feel much
sustained by the possession of her real
gold ring. It was dreadful to stund out
there facing the school, which seemed
My Baby
was a living; skeleton j the doc
tor said he was dying of Maras
mus and Indigestion.. At 13
months ho weighed only seven
pounds. Nothing strengthened
or fattened him. I began using
Scott's Emulsion of -Cod-liver
Oil with Ilypophosphitca, feed
ing it to him and rubbing it into
his body. Ho began to fatten
and is now a beautiful dimpled
boy. The Emulsion seemed to
supply the one thing needful.
Mrs. Kenyon Williams,
May 21,1894. Cave Springs, Ga.
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to be a perfect dazzle of blue and black
eyes all fastened upon her In her little
red gown and gingham tire, in her lit
tle stout shoes, which turned In for
Very meekness; with her little, dang
ling hands, which could not wear the
gold ring, and her little shamed face
and whispering Hps, and little vain
heart, which was being punished for
Its little vanity.
They stood on the floor until recess.
Comfort felt so weak and stiff that she
could scarcely move, when Miss Hanks
said, harshly: "Now, you can go." She
cast a piteous glance at Matilda, who
Immediately put her arms around her
waist and pulled her along to the entry
where their hoods ' and cloaks hung.
"Don't cry," she whispered; "she's
awful strict, but she won't hurt you a
mite. She brought me a whole tumbler
of currant Jelly when I had the mea
sles." "I shan't whisper again as long as I
live," half sobbed Comfort, putting on
her hood.
"I shan't either," said , Matilda, "I
never had to stand out on theloor be
fore. I don't know what my mother
will say when 1 tell hes."
The two little girls went out In the
snowy yard, and there was Rosy, with
Charolette Hutchlns and Sarah Allen,
and she was showing them her ring. It
was again too much for sensible little
Matilda, weary from her long stand on
1
"She Has Got a Gold King," She Cried."
the floor. "Rosy Stebblns, you are a
great ninny, acting so stuck up over
that old brass ring," she said. "Com
forse Pease has a real solid gold one,
and she don't even wear It."
1 Rosy and Charlotte Hutchlns and
Sarah Allen all started at Comfort
"Haya you?" asked Charlotte Hutch
lns, in an awed tone. She was a doc
tor's (laughter and had many things
that the other little girls had not, but
even she had no gold ring nothing but
a camellan.
"Yes, I have," replied Comfort, blush
ing modestly.
"Real gold?" asked Rosy, In a sub
dued voice.- ,
"Yes." '
Some other girls on me up, some of
the older ones, with their hair done up,
and even soma of the boys towering
lankily on the outskirts. Not one of
these scholars in this county dtstrct
school fifty years ago had ever owned a
gold ring. . All they had ever seen were
their mother's well-worn wedding cir
clets." "Comfort Pease has got a real gold
ring!" went from to the other. .
1
"Why don't she wear it then?" de
manded one of the girls. She had very
red cheeks and her black hair was In
two glossy braids, crossed and pinned
at the back of hur head, and surmount
ed by her mother's shell comb she had
lat her wear to school that day. She
had come out to recess without her
hood to show it.
"Shu's waiting fo her hand to grow
to it," explained Matilda, to whom Com
fort had slyly whispered the whole
story.
"Hold up your hand," ordered the big
girl, and Comfort held up her little
hand, pink and cold.
"H'm, looks big enough," said the big
girl, and she adjusted her shell comb.
"I call it a llkaly story," said pnother
big girl In an audible whisper.
"The Pease's don't have any more
than other folks," said another big
girl. The little crowd dispersed with
scornful giggles. Comfort turned red
der and redder. Hosy and Charlotte
and Sarah were looking at her cu
riously, only Matilda stood firm. "You
are nil Just as mean as you can be!" she
cried. "She has got a gold ling."
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