Abbeville press. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1860-1869, 1866-08-10
arm US to have him look at the flowers if

harm US to have him look at the flowers if
he like :"
"WelI, IIclcn," urged the brother,
slightly mortified and ashamed, 81 don't
like to have bcggars looking over the fence
1t looks So low.'
Nov that's a notion of yours, Hilton.
LIN sure 1t the flowers can do any body
any good, we ought to te very glad. Lit.
tie boy!" and the child turned TO the beg
gar boy, and addressed him as courtcously
as though he hsa been prince-"I'll pick
you some of the tulips if you will wait a
moment"
Helen, I do believe you ur'c The funniest
girl that ever lived! !" calculated her broth.
er, as he turned away, and with low whis.
tie sauntered down the path, feeling very
uncomfortable; for her conduct was a
stronger reproof than any words could have
! been.
! Helen plucked one of each specimen Of
tulips, and there was great variety of
these, and gave them to the child. His
face frightened as he received them, and
he thanked her.
Oh J tie little girl had droppeda pearl
Of price in the lack. turLid biIlows Of the
boy eeo:s life, and after years would bring it up,
beautiful and fair again.
Twelve years had passed. The blue
eyed cir! had grown into the tall, grace
ful woman. Que bright June afternoon
walked with her husband through the gar
den, for she was on a visit to her parents.
The place was but little changed, and the
tulips had opened their lips of crimson
and gold to the sunshine, just as they had
twelve years before. Suddenly they be-
held a young man in the workman's blue
ovoralls, leaning over the fence, his eyes
wandering eagerly from TIC beautiful flow.
ers to herself. He had frank, pleasant
| eountenauce, and there was something in
his manner that interested the lady and
gentleman.
Look here, Edward,' she said; 'I!l
pluck some OF the flowers. 1t always does
good to see people admire them; and re-.
leasing he husbands arm she approached
the pales saying-and the smile rounI her
lips was very like the old child one-"Are
you fond Of flowers, sira it will give me
great pleasure to gather you some"
The young man looked for a moment
earnestly into the young, sweet face.
Twelve years ago, this very month";" he
said. in voice deep and yet tremulous
with feeling, II stood here, leaning on this
railing, dirty, ragged little beggar boy :;
and you asked mo the very question.
Twelve years ago you placed the bright
flowers in ny hands, and they made me a
boy-aye, and they made a man of me,
too. Your face has been light, ma'am, all
along The dark hours Of my life; and this
day the little beggar boy can stand in the
old place and say to you, though he's as
humble and hard working man, yet thank
Cox, he's an honest one.
Tear drops trembled, like the morning
drew, on the shining lasher of the lady, as
she turned to her husband, who had Joined
her, and listened in absorbed attention to
the workman's words. "God," she said.
"put it into my child-beart TO do that lit
tie deed OF kindness, and see how great is
thereward he has given me.
And the setting sun poured food of
purple light over the little group that stood
there over the workman in llis blue overall
over the lady with her golden hair, and
over the proud.looking gentleman at her
side. Although it was picture for a
painter, the angels who looked down on it
from heaven saw something more than a
picture there.
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