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Chapter NumberIII
Chapter Title
Chapter Urlhttp://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article76920791
Full Date1876-12-23
Page Number4
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Word Count1180
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Newspaper TitleThe Darling Downs Gazette and General Advertiser (Toowoomba, Qld. : 1858 - 1880)
Trove TitleMysie and Mirrie
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ClIAl'TEB III.

It was altogether a different thing when morning came, and the wintry sunshine, streaming through the win dow, awoke the two little sisters at the same moment. They must have been King very

late in bed for that bright beam to liavc had time to climb so high. But evidently this household into which they had dropped so oddly did not boast peculiarly oarly hours; while,' on the other hand, February was advan cing, and the sun was beginning to get over his winter habit of late rising. ' Mirrie, do you know, we're in the country !' was Mysie'e first exclama tion. ' Are we t' said Mirrie, opening her eyes a little wider, and perceiving that Mysie had sprung out of bed and rushed to the window. * ' ; 'Yes, because there's nothing but trees aud grass all round. I Wsh It wa* summer.''. ??'????: . . ? ?. ; , , - ',' I want mamma And nurse,' said: Mirrie. ? ?'?'? ??* '?:????-?. ??'.-??';? ? ??-.??: *?! shouldn't wonder if they were to come to-day,' said Mysie,: inclined JtMto tljito ^pjoraUy thisinorningi m&MiB mpm -&& chlfem tuft Hw

table making breakfast. The little dog barked as vigorously as he had done the night before, but when his mistress reproved him ho wogged his tail, and tried to lick Mime's hand. The old lady seemed greatly pleased, and laughed quite heartly, declaring Fluff had taken a fancy to her, and so Mirrie must be a nice little girl, be cause Fluff was always so particular whom he liked. Mysio wished he would like her too, but Fluff marched back to his seat on the rug, and paid no more attention to the children. Then the old lady called them both to sit dowu beside her ; and first the bell was rung, and the old coachman came in, and they had short family prayers ; the old lady herself could not kneel, since she was quite a prisoner to her chair. After that the coachman and Stephens went away, and Rossiter poured out tea for the children, and gave them bread-and-butter. The old lady was quite chatty this morning, and asked the children all sorts of questions. She kept making mistakes iu their names, calling Mysie Mirrie, and Mirrie Mysie. They had a good laugh over this. And then she wanted to know their exact, ages, and how many lessons they did, and what games they liked. But. all 'this time not one word was said about why they had come, or when they were going away again. It was very strange! What could it all mean? And what had they been sent here for at all ? Of course, Mysie and Mirrie might have asked questions, only they were shy children, and they scarcely ever saw strangers, and it wasn't their way to ask questions. After breakfast the old lady told them they might do just what they liked : they might play in (hat room or in the other room, or in the hall, and by-and-by they should have a walk. Somehow the children did not feel much inclined to play. They wont about, baud iu hand, looking at the curious old furniture and the pictures and cabinets. It amused them for a time. But Mirrie began soon to whis per. ' I wish nurse was here. 1 want mamma no !'

' 1 want her. too, said Mysie ; ' but the old lady is nice. And I'm glad ' she is, because, you know, if mamma ? is tired of us, and means to give us up ! to the old lady, I'd rather she. should be nice.' : Poor Mirrie's face grew doleful in deed at this suggestion, and her lips began to quiver. ' Of course, I'm not sure yet, you | know,' said Mysie, thoughtfully. | ' But it docs look very much as if ; mamma didn't want us any longer, Mirrie.' 'Oh, Mysie! 1 wouldn't like to bo here always,' said Mirrie, tearfully, with heaving breast. 'I want to go ; home. Oh. 1 do want to go home!' ' Perhaps she'll send for you some day. aud not for inc.' said Mvsie. i But this made Mirrie cry the more. ! Presently Stephens found lier sobbing ; in the hall, with Mysie trying to i soothe her, and she took them both off ! to her mistress. And the old lady j pretended to be quite frightened at the sight of tears, and made such a queer i face, with her spectacles pushed up to

the to]) ot her forehead, that neither Mvsie nor Mirrie could possibly help laughing. '?That's right.' said the old lady. ' Now tell me what is the matter.' ' Mirrie wants nurse,' said Mvsie. ' Ah !' and the old lady shook hot head slowly. ' But you see she can't have her just now. And there's not a bit of use in crying for what you can't have.' 'Oh. please,' said Mirrie, bursting out again, 'mayn't I go home?' 'Home!' said the old lady. 'What do you want to go home for?' ' Mamma,' whispered Mirrie. ' But suppose mamma doesn't want ! you just now?' j ' Doesn't she ?'' said Mysic, almost ] holding her breath at this confirmation of her fc.'irw. j '? No, I'm afraid not,' said the old lady. ' She has given you both over i to me for a little while. That was ' why 1 sent my carriage for you. By and-by she will want you back, of course ; but just now she doesn't want you at all. She was as pleased as could be to hear that 1 could take you both into my nest.' The days went by somehow, lagging verv heavily as they wont. Mrs. Ar

cher did her best to her little guests. She brought out old toys for their amusement, aud she found little em ployment* to pass their time, and she sent them out with {Stephens for long country walks. So long us they wore busy tiicy could bo happy. But there were hours in which they had nothing to do, and there were days when it rained, heavily, and there were times when the longing for home in each little heart was too strong tobe pushed into the background. Night-time es pecially was the worst of all. ' Why didn't mamma write ?' That was Mysie's greatest puzzle ; or, at least, it would have been a puzzle if she had not Accounted for it hy the. sorrowful thought, which she was en couraging, that ' mamma didn't love her.' Mamma wrote to Mrs. Archer, Mysie felt sure of that, because, though the postman Arrived before she came down-stairs in the morning, and though Mrs. Archer did not exactly say she Jiad received a letter, yet 'she now and then told the children that, .' Mamma, itvaii well, and seat her love.': And, of course, Mrs.i Archer. had received the. ?taleBBaeeby j«Bt.