The weekly Panola star. [volume] (Panola, Miss.) 1857-1881, 1870-09-24

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having 90 hour % spend IN that beaaim
plaoo. There eefo nurses with babies ID
Their arms, and other nurses, with hahi,.
N dainty csffiaFef F0lng up and down
The gravel walks aud other iltlo tnttline
babies play ing afound The fountain IUgh
IN the tree tops, over their heads. he busy
birds were building their nests, and ti1e.
log checfily
These two little boyb lived rear each
other, 10 pleasant homes not fr from The
PARK rates They, too, had first come
mere In nurses' arms In long white
clcaks and cunning caps and every sue.
cceding summer they had played together
here, and almost believed themselves 10
be hn1thera
Robert Dunning was the name Of The
black eyed boy. He he'd crisp, curly
black hair, and was a nervous bow. Ma
mother said Think his mother WAS a
niue ncrv0ua She wss not very strong.
and often had q headache, when she could
MOI endure any noise In the house; 80
when Rob came whistling Ia from school.
he could not stay In her room, Tor Ma
shoes uovid squeak, and every playthlng
he had was a noisy one. So be was sent,
or ooaKed, 70 go elsewhore-lown To the
Kitchen usually, -here he leased the maid,
and plagued the cook, TIL she would hire
hun, with some Of her cakes or tarts, 'to
be of with himself" Now "htmselt" WAS
aplAyiellow he cared little about. So IL
happened that, with or without his moth.
ers CONSENT he was often In the street,
where he found some rude bows, and
learned some tricks and words that he
would have been ashamed to use before
Frank Gray, his little companion for
Frank was very gentle and good. Out of
school, he had another playmate than
BOD, a darling %sister, Grace. She was
ready 10 spring into Franks arms, when
he came home from school then wonder.
iul trolics ensucd.
Grace wat beginning to study with her
mamma she could spell short words, and
print love letters with q great deal of help,
10 60 with mamma's and Franks letters.
to her dear papa, who was away in the
army, Yes my story begins In war time
out tne sadness In II was not caused by
sword or cannon, as you shall SEQ,
This particular, charming day In May,
Mrs Gray had been down town, shopping,
taking Grace with her, and the pet was al.
most too tired TO play when. Frank came
home. But she had SONG " goodies 20
share with him, and mammals purchases
10 show him-a sea side hat, and plaid
stockings and stout shoes for the little
maid 10 wear In that blessed time, when
papa should come home, and take them
al into the country. The mere mention
oil that, set both young heads to planning,
sno loosened both tongues TO tell what
they should do, then and there Their
chattering was stopped by Rob coming in
and begging for Franks society til tea.
Time Tor y game Of ball in the mark,
Mamma and Grace consented, and sat
down 70 write one OF their letters; while
away, laughing and shouting, went the
Doys, as manly, merry lads as any man
met that day,
81 say, Rob" said Frank, as they
crossed TO the park, "my mother took
Oracle, TO day, down In Wesley alley,
where this old Aunty Bates lives, TO see
her sick grand daughter, and the room
was so poor, and the little girl so sick
just think Of i'll lying there alone all day,
while her Granny as she calls her, is
tending her stand here on the park side,
walk. Mamma says we must ask the
boys In school TO spend their pennies at
her stand, | have ten cents for her now,
or rather for her oranges"
A smile lighted up the face of the feeble
Ply woman, as the boys halted before her.
Wen did she know smiling Frank, who
often. brought her a basket OF wholesome
food, on his way TO school, which was his
good mothers way Of teaching hun
charity.
"Why Aunty," sald Rob, "your oranges
are piled up like the cannon balls at The
Fort they are bigger and brighter, so
think |"
well, young Master" exclaimed she,
you see this morning early, when | was
setting my stand, a poor soldier came
along on crutches, looking SO faint and
thirsty'f Ike that | asked him to stop a Bit,
and rest, for the sake of my boy that's a
SOLDIER. And, do you believe, he knew
JIM We had a real comfortin' talk II
was next to having my boy sitting there
while he talked, | went on fixing things,
and when l opened my orange. box he OF.
ieId to help me so handy now lest like
Jim and kinder natural, he piled IN the
iruit In that shape, telling how he had
piled more cannon.balls than oranges In
his batiery-and should he leave them
sof thought they showed off well, and
guess the folks have noticed EN-, for I've
sold o parcel more than common TO dsy,"
She did not tell how she had divided
her breakfast with the sick soldier, and
cooled his teverish mouth with the Juicy
fruit.
How many for ten cents, Aunty :"
asked Frank.
Three That's one for Oracle land
down dropped the fsirest into his pock
et), lone for Rob Dunning, and one for
Frank Giay-hurra !" and he tossed his
golden bah above his head, as Rob swung
open the great gate, and they ran on to
their tavorite corner.
They tossed their oranges high in the
air-then threw them past each other,
Frank catching Rob's, and Rob getting
Franks ill one fell to the ground, All
broken and toiled In the gravel. The
good one was in Franks hand, and Rob
i~mpetuously claimed II.
Why Robbie, this Is mine-youfs was
the largest and brightest, you knowin
Dirty old thingi" cried Rob, sulkily,
II wont have II, give me this II you
don't Like the other, you can cat Grace's;
this . mine, | say" and he tried 70
snatch IT, Then, as Flank drew away. he
raised bis foot and kicked him where, no
did moi sec nor think. till Frank fell down,
dropping the miserable n BY this
TIME BOgi and warm nom 90 much nan
ding, and away II rolled, unheedsd.
40 auicsly ~ The little tempest OF pgs.
SION had arisen, 80 quickly IL died. Rob
helped bis playfelloW upon his ieeb cx-
claiming:
10h, frankie, what makes you %