The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1870-04-10
JUVENILE COLUMN.
NOTHING TO DO.


ct have nothing to do ~ exclaimed .
little girl one evening. Everything around
her was warm and comfortable q bright
fire burned nsrrily, thick curtains kept ont
the winters air, and every one, except the
unhappy little girl, seemed very busy,
working OF reading. II you might have
judged from her face what state Of mind
she was in, you would have said that she
was far. from happy. There she stood,
rowning, now and then she gave yawn
or stretch, till her mamma had to tell her
sent to bed. She then made the excuse,
have ssothing to dol" I fancy that this
little girl had forgotten that God is angry
when he sees time wasted.
ooh, Bessie" said her eldest sister, T"
am sure, il you think, you can find some
frock if you'll bring it, III help you to do
it,
"ohl I'm so tired Of making that frock,
it is 80 difficult" answered the idle child.
Well, them" said the sister, "get your
drawing-book, and finish that house you
were sketching; or if you would like,
I'D a1 s ss1vy you how to knit those mit'sn' for
Bessie only gave long sigh and looked
very cross, instead of answering her sister.
think she would soon have got into mis-
chief if her mother had not said, ftBessie,.
you must get something to do or go to bed.
Now choose"
"pll bring my mittens," she muttered,
and slowly left the room. She soon returned
with ball of worsted and pair Of
knitting needles, and seated herself beside
her sister, who took the wool and the
needles, and began to make some stitches.
She then began to teach Bessie how to knit,
and Bessie found she was much happier
when employed than when idles
The noYk ov0ninn oh fniaho6 tho NIT.
tens and her mother told her that the next
fine day she might take them to old Sally.
The next morning Bessie woke very
early, and can you guess what was her Rrst
thought! 1t was, whether it were fine.
But the room was darker than usual, and
upon the window, and Pm sorry to say
that she fairly cried for disappointment.
When she got up, the first thing she did
was to look out of the window, to see
whether it were really true or not.
All, yes, the ground was covered with
snow, and large white snow flakes were
thickly flying. Bessie forgot that it was
tchaterer happens is always for some good
purpose So, instead Of feeling thankful
that she had nice warm house and good
she began to put on her clothes
very slowly, feeling very cross with the
weather and with everything. Even her
displeasure, for she tugged and pulled at
them as if they had done something very
wrong indeed. When she was dressed she
went down stairs and stood at the window.
out of doors was covered with
snow, the wind was bowling, and the sky
looked dark. Soon she saw a child of
about her own age walking along upon the
covering for both head and body; her
little face was red with cold, and she trem-
Dled from head to foot. A little boy was
'oddling after her, crying with cold, and SO
perished that he could scarcely walk.
"Come along, Phil" Bessie heard the
girl say.
:" SO cold! SO hungry ]" whined the
little fellow.
"Come along" answered the little girl,
rying to speak in a cheerful tone; perhaps |
We shall find something nice when we get
lome. Come, that's o good boy!'
Then she took his cold hand within her
,wn cold one, and began to run, saying, |
Let's run and make ourselves warm"
Bessie looked around into the warm, cosy |
Dom, and when she saw the smoking hot |
bread and milk, and smelt the sweet flavor
ID tea, she thought to herself, 81 wonder
what that little girl and boy have for
Poor little things, should like
orry for these poor children, and in think
ng of them had forgotten her own disap-
and was getting good-tempered
gain. But one of her sisters said how
eautiful the snow was. 4-l@
al don't think SO at all ," answered Bes-
lie, GROSSLY, for all her old, discontented
ceilings came back again. al can't bear
he snow it's so tiresome; it always falls
then don't want it."
My dear Bessie" said her governess,
do you remember who sends the snow 7
ust think, if you had no nice warm house
Ike some poor children, you would have
ONE reason to cry," for by this time Bes-
ie was sobbing.
When lessons were finished, Edith, a
right, merry looking girl of sixteen, took
'essie to drawer, out of which she got a
srge piece of red stuff. "There," said
he, "mamma gave me this to make
ioak for old Sally, and if you like you may
clip me.
Bessie thought it would be very pleasant
'ork to make cloak of such pretty stuff,
nd SO the two sisters set to work before a
lazing fire. A good piece of it was done
hen on bright and sunny afternoon the
yelling. They found her without any
re and very cold. oh! how pleased she was
18th the two presents How the good
FEATURE thanked the givers and blessed
lem Bessie remembered that " 1t Is
lore blessed to give than to receive" and
nought it very true. She felt very happy
,r long time afterwards and was never
cen idle again. She used to employ her
daytime in making clothes for the poor,
hitch she bought with her own money, and
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