The weekly pioneer and Democrat. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. Territory) 1855-1865, 1865-05-12
Love and Kisses.
"a Little Child shall Lead Them. >,

II want some good to do. What's my
good to do ?" said little Katy, who had
been listening to her elder sisters plans of
benevolence.
"Your good to do" answered her
mother, taking her up and pressing her to
her breast; "yo1r good to do is to love
people, and kiss them, and make them
happy"
No sooner said than done. Katy
stretched up one of her fat arms, and, pull
ing her mothers head down to her own,
she kissed her again and again, asking,
els that good? Do l make thoo feel
better?"
ga great deal better, Kitty. l always
feel better when my daughter loves me,
and is kind"
"Then I will love thoo great deal,
MOTHER" and little Kitty renewed her
kisses.
She climbed upon a cricket by the side
of her sister Mary. 81 want to do my
good, Maly. I'want to kiss thoo, she said,
putting her soft lips on Mary's cheek.
Then she cunningly whispered, "Do thoo
feel better, Maly?" ~
"Indeed I do. Why your kisses are
better than peaches" replied Mary, de-
vouring them at such rapid rate that
Kitty ran away and hid herself to save
some for the rest of the people.
She went to the kitchen, where Door
home-sick Bridget sat, rocking herself and
grooming doleful Irish air, while the tears
we're brimming in her eyes. Kittys face
grew sober as Bridget's when che saw her
in tears and heard her mournful wall and
she piteously asked, care thoo solly,
Bridget? 0, I am solly! But will kiss
thoo, and thoo won't be solly, will thoo ?"
Warm-hearted Bridget smiled amid her
tears, as she lifted up the child to receive
her kisses, and she was soon trotting her
on her knee, to the merriest of her native
tunes. The sweet breath of love had
warmed and gladdened her pining, yearn-
ing heart, as the soft south wind warns
and revives the leafless trees in spring.
time.
Little Kitty looked out of the window,
and saw Murdock give the dog q very
heavy kick and heard him scold the COWS
and scream at them in an angry tone.
Murdock, was never favorite with Kitty {;
for he was rough, hard-looking man, with
q
beard, and a sullen expression.
81 don't like thoo, Murdock I" ex-
claimed Kitty, indignant at his treatment
Of the poor! animal, and, running to her
mother, she made sad complaint of his
cruelty. ,... --... ......
"Have you kissed him and tried to
make him better? Poor Murdock has no
mother, and nobody to love him. You
wanted some good to do CANT you love
Murdock, and be kind to him? Hyou do,
perhaps he'll be kind"
Kitty was soon standing beside MUIR
dock, her pretty, fair face close to his, as
he sat upon the milking-stool. He took no
notice Of her. u
"Do thoo see me, Murdock 2" she said.
al did come to see thoo!" ~
What for?" he gruf1y asked.
-.ssI want to kiss thoo 2" 'a- 'H
Murdock did not look up, nor make any
answer. ,--...t.tt4 r.s.
The little prattler laid her arm upon his
neck, and, leaning forward, smiled into his
face. Haven't thoo any little girl to love
thoo, Murdock? ?" hg,st ssi-
He did not shake her off, but looked in
quiringly into her eyes. 81 e. +.
al will kiss thoo, and then thoo won't
kick dogs, viii thoo?" added the child, as
she found a smooth place on the heavy
bearded cheek to which she gently pressed
her soft lips. Up 80 - a,tt 5.1. /,
An expression came over the face of the
rough man, such as it might have had if an
angel had touched him. He put bis arm