THE FRECKLE-FACED GIRL.

Daily Telegraph (Napier), Issue 3836, 1 November 1883, Page 4

THE FRECKLE-FACED GIRL.

The freckle-faced little girl was sent to Sabbath school last Sunday to counteract the effects of her remarks to the parson, and to show that the family Avas not quite so Avicked as she made it appear. The teacher told the class about Jonah, and offered to answer any questions tho children wanted to ask about the surprising adventures of the man Avho Avas thrown overboard for luck and swallowed for a sprat. The little girl slopped making faces at the boy Avith large ears in the next class, and Avantcd to know if the Avhale Avas in the rontmoii council. The lady smiled at the question, and_, taking pride in her peculiar knack in drawing out children and analysing the operations of their immature minds, she inquired the reason of the question. " J didn't know," said the freeklc-faml girl. " Your husband is in the common council 'ji pa says he's got a nap-tite like the whale what'ate up Mr Jones. Pa says he's .-eon a bill for a. lunch over at Parker's, 'n it said your husband at §'20 Avorth at one sitting. He said it was surprisiu' what appetites some whales 'n most politishuns did have." " It's high time your mother scut you to Sabbath school," said the teacher severely. "The influences around you at, home are perfectly aAvful for a child of your ag3 and naturally wicked disposition. AVhcre do you suppose you "will go to if you learn to talk such scandal about your neighbor." " I dunno. Over to Mrs Sliderbaek's, I iTiicss. Ma, .says (hut's Avherc you'n Miss Magrudcr go to talk about the neighbors, 'n T s'pose I can go when T get big 'niifE. I'd rather go to dancing school, though, 'n ma says T. can go when pa gels tho money ])eaco'u Sliderbaek cheated him out of that time they swapped horses." The teacher told the freckle-faced girl to stop talking and learn two verses, and tho little heathen hid her face behind her book iiml Ihcn whispered to tho next little girl, wlio.se father is the superintendent, " Say, don't your pa talk through his nose funny ? My pa says that if your pa Avould stay at home from prayer-meeting to mix a little more sugar with the sand he sells for fourteen cents a pound, p'raps be might not need a jire-proof coflin when he dies." Then she devoted herself to making faces at the boy Avitli the large ears and giggling at the way the teacher twisted her mouth when trying to sing a hymn.