Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1871-12-21
Harry's Prescription for his Uncle.

city. She was poor. blind little or
phan-so poor that often she and her
grandfather had to go out into the
street and beg. Chilly was restless
little soul, aud as there was nobody at
home to take care of her. when Max
Miller went out, he always took her
with him, tor he said there was "no
telling where Chilly would shiver to If
left alone, and she was all he had to
keep livin' for"
Grandfather said Chilly, one
morning, as they started out for long
walk.
"Well, my child WHAT it3"
''Are we the poorest folks in all the
world }"
"No, indeed" said Max Miller
owe are rich Chilly. Sometimes /
think we have too much.
Il wonder ,0hen," said Chilly. "a
never have enough of anything. /
haven't clothes enough, nor shoes
enough, and [ never had as much can
dy to eat as | wanted. never in the
world. / wish ! could And then,
grandfather, we are beggars, too
Folks don't like beggars. wonder if
God loves beggarsl'
"Why, Chilly, child What makes
you talk so9 But, [ do declare, after
all, you've got it just right. God does
love beggars, because Won see, dear
"No, l don't sec, grandfather, and ]
wish you wouldn't always keep saying
500
"Wel, then, you feel, don't you
that God does love beggars, else he
wouldn't tell us all to keep on asking
for everything we want, and telling
how we want just the same things, over
and over again, every day and every
night, you see. :"
"Oh you mean saying our prayers,
grandfather is that begging"
"Of course that begging, little one.
We know the things we want don't be-
long to US any way, and the only way
to get them is to knock and ask"
Chilly's small feet trod the earth
little more firmly just then, with the
feeling that after all every one else was
a beggar, and that she belonged to
somebody, somewhere; but her slippers
were so old and so large, and her feet
shook about in them so, that she went
back TO the old shutting walk, half
dragged along by Max Miller. The
old man and the little girl were far
away from the town by MONDAY, and
the wind being high and cold, Chilly's
ear began to ache. A large handker-
chief seemed just waiting in one
of Grandfather Nliller's peck
cts, to get itself wrap
ped about her face and ears, and then
they turned toward the town. The
basket they had carried out empty had
been filed for them, and the contents
had run over into a bundle. Chilly's
ear gave her so much pain that she be-
gan to cry and toss her little arms
about, and Max Miller was wondering
how in the word he should ever get her
home again, when up came a carriage,
and right at their side it was stopped,
and voice that Chilly said was ''all
full of organs" called, "Get in, get
in. There's plenty of room for you,
and / am going right your way"
well, now, that sounds like provi-
dence, sir" said Max, 90 for this grand
child of mine IS most crazy with ear
ache.
Earache, is itl Well, that is bad
had it once I'll see if we can't make
1t feel better by and by"
Was you blind, tool" asked Chilly,
and beggari Cause if you was,
nobody loved you but God, l knom"
The kind old doctor who had taken
them up from the highway, looked
keenly into Chilly's little face as she
spoke, but said nothing in reply to her
Question. He began to write on a slip
Of paper. When he had finished, he
gave it with a piece of money to Max
Miller saying " You can get that at
any drug store, and use it for the
clild.
With many thanks the old man got