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THE SAN'TRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, JANUARY 8, ■ 1911.—THE JUNIOR CALL.
8
THE TRAGEDY of the COOKIES
EDITH K. STELLMANN
. VTV VER the fields, brown with stub
. OVKK the fields, brown had, lately .
ble, where the wheat had lately
;^~ been harvested, . trudged two
. small figures—a boy and a 'girl."" The
boy wore a scarlet suit and his mop.'of •
" golden curls glistened underneath his
; cap. Stiff brown braids [ protruded '
above the turquoise, blue of .the wee
• snaid's frock.' '■; They were independent '
• braids that matched ' her walk and
■ movements', v. ;- '' ';.-«* ' ■ .:'~.'Z7''
• • Over : the* fields , they hurried—
lots to grandmother's. ;- '".'""
. "Grandma doesn't 'spect us and she'l.l
be so* surprised," remarked Dorothy..
'.-"An* maybe there'll bo cookies," vol
• unteered yellow haired .Tommie. ■;•"'• .."'■
"Let's play Teddy Bears," suggested
Dorothy. *;- ; . . t
"lA't's,'' agreed Tommie, his face {,
■ dimpling with glee.
•■■ No real bears ever did'more hugging '.
-than' these two 'Teddies," till their L ar
rival at grandfather's quickly changed
their roles. Without an apology to the '
bears they had' been," two, nimble sail- .
ors clambered '< the ; rigging ' of .: grand
father's* gate, remained .poised or» a
moment on- the topmost mast, and then '
slid down on the other side.', Sometimes
the ship occupied them for a long time,|
-as this proceeding. was repeated again
and again. It. held small attraction to-."'".
day,' for the- thought, of the "■pries"
remained uppermost in their minds. . -
: Grandfather they .pied under the big .'■
elm tree, reading. , ; '". ,',':'!
Quick as a Hash , the sailors . disap
peared- Two fierce redmen crept. upon
their unsuspecting' victim^ ''['_ His . legs
; were seized by small but tenacious foes.
. and bloodcurdling yells split the air.
as" the captive was vigorously "tommy- j
hawked." ' Then he, was forced to toss
each small Indian <up In the air, high
above his head... This'caused still more '
'; lusty cries, half of fear . and -"half-—* *
I the-bigger half—of joy, which!changed
,; to earnest pleas: "Do it again, gran'pa. ''
:Do it : again," whenever he stopped for j
breath. "*"•>; ■•'■-■ ' •'_. j-"-"•>;-'.: < -■■ - -
' .Of course all this commotion brought
grandmother out on the veranda. Well
she knew that Indian war whoop. . •
, "You blessed babies," - she said.
"Where did they come from, father? Is
Lawrence with them?" '
'_"'. < ."No,*-; indeed,"; replied •', grandfather.
answering her last question first. ."They,;'
came from Indian territory, I presume.'.'
• Grandmother held, out; her arms to .
'them, totally .ignoring. war paint and
.feathers.! "Are * grandmother's, darlings
hungry?" she called..- '.. ; '
At this, all thought of romance was -■
gone. -The call of the stomach mastered
the call of the wild. Grandfather tried
his best to hold them, but they wrig- /.
gled from his grasp:and;rushed belter
skelter toward the house.- .
."You; win," called'the forsaken one.
"Don't forget that;they, are redmen of
the plains. ,Give them buffalo meat and
maize."
. Grandmother did not . hear.-..She
-stooped and hugged them, still repeat
ing: "The blessed babies! To come all
alone!" One "never could be an Indian
with grandmother.v. -" ','■"'
; "Maggie . made fresh cookies -this
- morning. They're still warm, - but I
guess you can eat a few.without spoil
ing your stomachs," she* murmured.
; Capacious pockets did these two pos
sess, and it did not take long to cram,
-• .them,with. cookies. His trousers bulg
ing, his cheeks and fists quite too full
for comfort, Tommie waited for the ar
biter, of his fate to, decide what they
should do next. Dorothy, as usual, had ,'
a plan. : ".They would go .upstairs to
the. back hall and play - store. : ; Tommie ;
. should ! keep store, ; and she would! buy
his goods. ;. ..
■ '■■'.■,Of course Tommie agreed and they
:'' went,', hand in . hand, up the steep rear
;. stairway. Tho * back .hall; was one ;! of
, "their favorite .resorts. ,In it, * there
were. manifold possibilities. The Kng-.
: llsh ivy, which; rambled over grand- .
. father's house,, was allowed to grow as -'.
i, i' would ion ; this side and -It so cov
ered the windows, that, even -on the
warmest . days, , the hall ; was » cool «■ and
dark. : Shadowy and vague • were -their ..'
own figures. .. .There, .were "many.big
closets,: which ;contained all ."sorts; of -
useful and Interesting things. There
was 'the'jam ; closet, ' but that , was
generally; locked; next there was a
closet filled with old books, .papers and -
" magazines,' ..where- one could " spend a
i delightful day with" scissors or box
of water.colors; a'third contained won-"
derful things, evidently discarded by
x those; who did not realize their/.value.;.'
The -last' was small but..very 'dim and
contained ' a ■', dreadful looking figure. '
Auntie called, it a lay;figure.and said
she : had used ;It in making her gowns.
They wouldn't .have gone Into" this
closet, for the world, but they loved
to peek" in and run screaming to the
end of the-hall,' where the brighter
, light destroyed the fearsome illusions
> cmidarkness suggested.' ; .
•An:". old fashioned warming pan, a
pair of ; tongs, an embroidered, stool,
"cover, now moth eaten, were brought '
from their resting places, and Arranged
tin ■ ' low bench. The cookies were
placed on the other end. "".'"■"
Tommie,- with regained composure.
the cookies swallowed down the right
passage and his smile restored, -was
proprietor. Dorothy proceeded to order
things sent, just as mamma did" when
she went into the big store.; She
munched a cookie as she gave .her
orders, while Tommie was kept so busy
wrapping her packages in Imaginary
- paper- and tying them securely with
Imaginary string that he did not have
a chance to eat. He did not mind.
Dorothy bought and bought and
bought. She"' was really a very good
customer—quite the best one the store
keeper, had. ■
At last, her own cookies eaten, she pro
ceeded to buy those which belonged to
tho little proprietor. , He-demurred
slightly, but Dorothy was provided with
a very big purse. She did not cease
buying till they were all in her pos
session. Of 'course she* would give
them back to him when the game was
over, .Tommie assured' himself.-'"He
knew she would: Poor wee man! lie
was still hungry and eyed' the cookies
longingly, but a store keeper must not
stop to gratify his own pleasures when
; there are customers to be served.
At last the store was empty. A "sold
out" sign should have been hungup.
Now he would receive his rightful por
tion. He extended a pudgy hand, but
to ' his amazement Dorothy remarked,
disregarding the entreaty: "Tommie, go
downstairs and get the marbles in the
little red box an'.maby gran'mall let
you have the steropsion views an' bring
'am up an' sell 'em, I'll buy every
thing."
." Tommie hesitated. ; "Can't I— ?" .he
began, but, Dorothy stamped her foot.
"Go at once," Tommie Klrtland," she
commanded and Tommie, with a sigh,
-much bigger than himself, started.; It
took quite a while. He had to pass
through the little blue room Into the
big bedroom,, then'into the front hall,
down the big front* stairway, through
the lower hall into the living room. At
last, however, a 'much flushed Tommie
reappeared to find Dorothy perched on
the bench, finishing in a leisurely man
ner i the" last crumb of the .last of :" (he
cookies—his cookies.' Tommie dropped
his load on the floor and came closer.
Was Dorothy teasing him?. Would she
bring forth the cookies from their hid
ing place?
"I ate 'em all up," she announced In
her most flippant" manner. li was too*
much for Tommie. Angry tears welled
up In his eyes, hut there; was not
enough light for Don- "to see them.
Tomi; fists closed and he advanced
menacingly. He had never slapped
back, even when Dorothy dealt pretty
hard blows, and she felt secure. She
raised herself from her sitting posture .
by clinging to the balustrade at the ,
head of the stairway and swaying her"
body toward him thrust out her tongue; -
in a most unladylike manner. Tommie
rushed forward and with ' all- his
strength;gave her a push. The attack
was unexpected; her. hold on the rail
ing, insecure. Over she; went, .rolling-.v
like a ball, down, down, bumping on
each step and screaming as She went. •,
11 was a high stairway and the bump
ing and screaming; lasted long enough !•
to arouse the entire household. .Grand
mother heard It from her sitting.room, ;;
Maggie from the; kitchen. Aunt',Ellen .
from the library, grandfather from the
yard and Patrick ; from; as \ far ;as the
stable door.- Ail came hurrying and all
arrived almost as soon as the unfor
tunate Dorothy reached.the end'of ; her
trip.-' They picked her out of a demol- -;
ished tin foottub. which had somewhat;"'
broken her fall, at the bottom. • Limp
and white she lay. ,
"is she breathing?" cried grand-,
mother to Maggie, who had the child
in her arms.*
"Indade an' she La that," replied
faithful Maggie.
"Then carry her to the sitting room *
lounge."
Aunt Ellen hurried away for smell
ing salts, grandfather for whisky and
Patrick was dispatched for ;'; Doctor ."'•.
Parkinson as fast as Black Bess could
carry!;' him. Meanwhile grandmother '*
felt" of the; small arms; and legs to
ascertain whether there were any
broken bones." There' was much con
fusion, much" talk and many; exclama-•
tions. Through it all Dorothy lay per- ■
fectly still, stunned, though not un- ;
conscious. Sin- 'thought! she was dead
and she kept her eyes tightly ' closed,
wondering what would happen next.!;
All of a sudden she" thought! of her
brother. What had become .of him?
She could distinguish, all!-the; voices
about her, and Tommle's was missing.
■■• -"I think is coming to. . She stirs.",
said grandmother.
.. Grandmother was right. The dark
eyes opened wide; the limpness; dis
appeared; Dorothy raised,her head and
looked dazedly about her."
here's "Tommie?"' she asked.'
"Where is the child?" said each of -'
the grownups to the other. They eyed
each other accusingly!' *No one .had *
even thought of Tommie^ so intent
were they all on his sister.
;"I want bruvver. I want my Tom
mie," walled the invalid.
"Sure, mum, they .were playin' in
the i back hall whin it happened," in
terposed Maggie. "Shall Igo git him?"
Grandmother motioned for her to; go
for him and then she herself followed.
When they reached the head of the
.stairway there was no Tommie to be
seen., .
. "Tommie. Tommie," called grand
mother. There was no answer, but
they heard muffled moans and sobbing.
Guided by the sounds they went to the
dark "end of the hall, and there, rrt
the dimmest closet, where the dreaded
figure was, lay a little huddled heap.
It, was a woeful object that Maggie
carried to grandmother, dust grimed
from;the,floor of the. unused, closet, his
face V streaked where the tears had
washed it.
"Poor little man." said grandmother.
"What is he saying,. Haggle?"
Maggie put her ear close to the
baby lips and'heard between, the sobs:
"I'se! killed her. I'se killed her," over
and over. '/f^^^^S^^Sfl^S^^S^S^MM
-, "Sure, mum, ,1 blare he shuved her
over. He says, as how he's kilt her
entoirely." "
; Grandmother Stroked his head and
soothed him. as she knew so well how
to : do. "Don't"cry, darling. Dorothy
Is all right. She . wants her. : little
'bruvver.' Give,grandmother and Mag
gie your hands and we'll go down and
■ see- Dorothy." ;, • •
•".' Tommie did what- he was told, but
the tears continued -'to flow. ;, His
lachrymal supply seemed exhaustless,'
When they reached the sitting room
would have collapsed again, but the
strong arms of Maggie lifted him up
'and deposited him upon the couch be
side ;; his slater..- -Dorothy drew him
protectingly into her " embrace 'and ho
buried his head in the pillows.
"Bring him* lots'of cookies," she
ordered. . Maggie was sent, for the re
quired refreshment.
"Now tell- grandmother all about it."
said! that dear old lady. "How did It
happen?" ■*"Vfißßi»iß*w'9
Tommie struggled a little and made
an attempt' to speak, - but' Dorothy
hugged t him closer, •' smothering . his
words. •;..
--' "Why," we was playin' an' I thought
I'd show Tommie how I could roll
down el.l Ira an —an— i dld," she an
nounced.

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