American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1873-05-31
LITTLE DAISY AND "TIM'S DIRL. :"
BY JOANNA II. MATHEWS.
Daisy! DaisyI'

ESn, mamma, tOmln.
But she did not come at once: No;
there she still knelt upon the chair by the
window, tiny bare pink feet peeping out
from her white night gown; bright, eager
eyes peeping through the frosted panes
out into the street.
Daisy! Daisy! you will take cold. Go
back to your crib in the nursery, or else
come here to mammals bed, till it is time
for you to get up"
Over the floor battered the little feet,
and Daisy clambered up to mammals bed.
Did mamma think that she was going to
doze any longer, now that she had invited
that small, restless elf into her bed?
think not. Mamma knew right well what
she brought upon herself.
Mamma, l SO told! Tuddle me up
warm"
And so mamma did, drawing the little
chilled figure into her arms, and "tud-
ding" it up close and warm in a loving
clasp But mamma had to find little
Daisy to jump out of bed without leave,
and run from room to room in bare feet.
II fordot. l not do so adam. Mamma,
Tins dirl has bare foots, and it's so told
out in de Sweet" said Daisy. Its all
snow Tim is spadin' de snow off de side
walk, and his dirl blooms it."
Tim was the boy who came to Daisy's
home every morning to black the boots,
carry up coal for the fires, and to shovel
the snow from the stoop and sidewalk
when there was any to shovel. He was
always ready for job of any kind-poor,
industrious Tim.
what girl?" asked mamma.
Tins dirl. l saw her anuder day,
mamma. loot dave her some pieces of
vital, and she ate 'em all up. TINS
dirl SO hundry and so told. l solly for
herr
Poor GIRL" said mamma, "out in the
snow with no shoes or stockings. l am
afraid good many poor children have no
shoes and stockings this cold weather"
Poor chillensr' repeated Daisy, with a
whole heart full of pity in her soft little
voice. Mamma, les dive 'em all my
shoes, 'cept on'y one, and den will hop
de oder foot. You dive 'em all yours, too,
mamma, 'cept one, and you hop, too. oh,
mamma! mamma! Tismas is tomin' to-
morrow! Nurse said so, and Tins dirl
has no stottin to ham up for Sanity
Tausr'
''Shall we hang up stocking for Tins
girl tonight, and see what comes in it?'
said mamma
"Esh, esh." said delighted Daisy, clap
ping her hands, and then covering man.
mas face with kisses.
So that night-Christmas eve-when
Daisy hung up her own stocking, she
hung one for Tins girl, too. Then she
put her little head over the fender and
called up the chimney.
SANITY Taus! Sanity Taus! fill up dis
stottin for Tins dirl! Fill it full up"
Mamma had the nursery well warmed
early Christmas morning. She knew
right well that with the first streak of day
light the bright eyes would open the lit
tie feet have hard work to be obedient and
keep in bed, the busy, restless fingers be
eager, oh! so eager, to thrust themselves
into the depths of the Christmas stocking.
So the moment Daisy was awake nurse
slippers were put on in haste, and away
went Daisy for her stocking.
Her stocking? Her stockings, should
have said.
But when she came near, she stood still
upon the hearth-rug, and looked from one
to the other. That she had put up for her
self hung full-so full, with many pretty
toy lying beneath. There was far too
much for the little sock, and Santa Claus
good gifts had Overf1owed upon hearth
and rug.
The other stocking hung empty-noth-
ing inside, nothing below. Daisy made
sure of that, even before she touched her
own. The fat, dimpled fingers clasped
themselves about the empty sock, and a
troubled look came over the merry, eager
face
Away went Daisy into mammals room
and, without waiting for an invitation this
time, she scrambled upon the bed. Mann
ma had quite expected her, but the merry,
happy face she had looked for was not
there Daisy looked ready to cry, and
broke forth in a loud, angry voice:
SUITS dweedy Sanity Taus, mamma
suits dweedy, hollid ole Sanity Taus
Didn't lef nosin for Tins dirl, an | tole
him, too! Lef' on'y one stottin full for
mer'
And the tears were in Daisy's eyes
tears..on this happy Christmas" morning.
Has he put many things in your stock
ing?" asked mamma.
"Esh; lots an lots. | dess | better
dough bat an loot at 'em. My stottin Is
TANNED full, but Tins dirl's is TANNED
empty" Unnamed stands for crammcd in
Daisy's English)
perhaps Santa Claus filled your stock
ing so full So you could put some things
in Tins girls" said mamma.
"Oh, esh! b'lieve he did," And, all
smiles and good humor once more, DAISY
slid down from her mothers bed, and ran
back to the nursery. Ma nina came too,
To watch and see what the little one would
do.
The chubby fingers had already fasten
ed upon the full stocking, and were pull
ing forth all that it contained the sweet