Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1860-02-18
BIRTH DAY.

"What an odd little figure !" exclaimed Isabel
Crawford. one of the merry party of school girls.
who, with baskets and tin boxes in their hands,
we're roaming through the woods aud fields, one
dsligbtful summer afternoon, in search Of flowers
TO arrange in their her5ariums.
Isa5el's companion looked in the direction to
which she pointed, and echoed her exclamation as
they saw a little girl with a sun-bonnet almost as
large as herself upon her head. and a cape upon
her shoulders, extending nearly to he. naked
feet.
Isabel walked hastily toward the little berry
girl, followed by several of her companions.
The child looked up ,imidlya as they approached,
and seemed half inclined to run away but lsa'
bells smiling countenance and kid words SCOT
treasured her, and she picked away as injus.r;
ously as ever.
What a large pail of berries you have gather
ed 7" said Isabel. Are You going to sell any o
them ? or will you and your brothers and sisters
eat them for your supper
20, | have no brothers and sisters, miss repli
ed the little girl. Mother and J live all alone il
that little cottage at the foot of the hill. You can
lust see the chimney from here. I am going t.
sell the berries in the village. / sold four quarts
yesterday, and to day l shall have six or eight tc
sell. Mother will be very glad
DO you give all -FOUR money to your mother ?
asked Isabel
yes, indeed, miss she needs i. all very much
She used to sew q great deal, and then we had all
we wanted but she grew so sick and weak. that
the doctor said she must not sew any more. Then
we grew very poor, and ct last We had to sell our
COW. Oh l was very sorrowful then ; for | low
ed poor Molly so much | could milk her myself,
che vac 90 gentle. But mother said it would be
wrong 10 keep her when we had not enough to give
her to sa.. Before my father died, she gave a great
deal of milk aud We used to sell it to the No gh'
bors, and that helped as along very much; but
sbsn we grew poor ,and could not feed her well she
gave very little milk; so We had nonet to sell. | was
afraid we should never have any more money when
mother took ell that farmer Jennings gave her for
the COW, and paid the grocer and the doctor bot
she said it was right to pay them, and that the
Lord would take care of US, for he takes care OF
even the little sparrows. And now know that
he does take care of us for he has made all these
nice berries TO grow; and ] shall pick them and
sell them, and earn a great deal Of money for my
mo,her.''b io A.
The tears came to Isabel's eyes as she listened
10 the simple story Of the little berry-girl.
What is your name little girl ! she asked, as
tbe child paused in her story.
Jenny. miss,-Jenry Green, was the reply.
And jenny got up from the grass where she had
been kneeling. and dropped her little courtesy, as
her mother had taught her to do when any one in-
quissd her maze.
fssbsfs eompsnioa smiled ; but she looked
very ssrisus as she said. Well, little girl. if you
will bring your berries to our house at six o'clock,
We will buy them all, and my mamma will give
you some tea and sugar for your sick mother. Do
you know where Mr.. Crawford livesr
Hsw Jeuuy's eyes ~sparklsd as she replied, 'ob,
gee, .GRiss-iai the great white house
wiAs uthss b ,aatilul garden will bring
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