The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1873-06-22
|rning Star and Catholic Messenger.
|Nsw ORLEANS, SUNDAY, JUNE %. 1873.
JUVENILE COLUMN
THE LITTLE FOLKS.

JUVENILE COLUMN.
81 THE LITTLE FOLKS.
A dreary place would be this earth
S. The song of life would ioee it, mirth
MI Were there no children to begin it
No little forms like buds to grow.
81 And make the admiring heart surrender;
No little hands on breast and brow
& To keep the thrilling 1ove-chords tender
& The sterner souls would grow more stern.
"a And man to stole coldness turn.
%# And woman would DO less than woman.
+ Is LIES song. indeed, would lose its charm
Were ,he , NO ,t babies s. e Ssgi Ia IT, e.
Wore there no littlo people IN it.
IwoN'T TRY.
|sEatie, have you finished your writing
80 for yesterday 2"
10, ma'Sm,-I-1-"
Why do you hesitate f~Speak plainly,
($ze, and tell me how it is that you have
Finished your/writing lesson" said
|3a White,-the teacher-laying her hand
lily on the little girls head.
Because, Miss White, can't do it. The
Is is much too hard for me-" answered
lie Conley, with determined fIown on
Mace.
4 Zoo hard! Why Katie, You surprise
"a Have you tried to write the copy I
For youf"
-. NV ma dmS uI0 uot uys UtCduSo L
~ we'll knew that could net finish it,
"a did rot want to leave it half DONE"
#That's not the way to do, Katie; you
81 never know how much you are able to
&omplish unless you first try. Now run
q get your copy book, and come out
"a me into the summer house, and we
q see what you can do with this trouble
be lesson, won't we, Katief"
RI amt going to get the book, Miss
lite, for I hate the horrid thing, and
S't try to learn how to do it" exclaimed
Bic, walking out of the school room with
angry flush on her face.
Miss White looked after her. and catch
+ up her hat, went out for stroll in the
zden.
Katie ran on the side of a small running
eeam, and sitting down ON the bank un-
/ the spreading branches of a mulberry
be, she began to cry with angry bitter
Is.
Presently she heard sweet voice behind
d, saying, "wbat's the matter, little
Drtal," and glancipg over her shoulder,
B saw the prettiest creature imaginable.
b was dressed in white, covered with
sght silver dust which sparkled in the
hight like diamonds.
Katie thought she was the prettiest little
nature she had ever seen. But she was
very little. A bright idea struck her.
ID must be fairy.
ia the sweet voice, q second time. 81
he'd you what was the matter"
said Katie, "only / could
e do what my teacher wanted me-"
stWhat did she want you to do z"
SkLearn q lesson that was too hard for
ia
Did you try to do it'"
g No, ma'am."
ssTheB, how did you know it was too
VA for you 2"
q Because IL" Katie stammered, and
lS#ery mu sh confused.
2 Look here, little girl, and tell me if you
sid think it hard to try and turn this
%Rty green grass into bed of love flow
81 would think nothing about it, be-
sae know it would be impossible" an
fered Katie decidedly.
x Nothing can be learned, unless you
Wand as she spoke, the fairy touched
= ground with her little wand. and in
4ptly there appeared a garden of the most
tntiful flowers the eye had ever beheld.
latte stared in blank amazement at the
", and then at the blooming flowers.
My time is short, little girl, as 1 have
oh to do, but before go on my round
f1SiIbs leu liz toil you oue tnlnR, CnaC
81 must not give up without first trying.
Ming can be obtaired without persever
81 Go home, and begin your lesson with
Hing heart. Good-bye!"
he next moment the fairy was gone,
with her the beautiful flowers.
atie started, and ribbed her eyes.
I'd it be possible that she had been sleep
She had seen the fairy anyhow, and
nging mp, she fastened to the school
%, and taking up her opy-book, she
smenced to write.
Ow very easy it appeared to her now,
flush of shame tinged her cheek as
thought how rudely she had acted in
morning with her teacher. A step
pded near, and on looking up, she met
b Whites eyes. Katie's eyes dropped,
8 laying aside Ter pen, she rose hastily,
ing, "The copy is finished, Miss White"
Eatie never told of the fairy's visit, but
. after she never gave up any task
|shout first tryiDg.-Guardidm Angel.
ER1Ls OF TELEGRAPHY.-Perso pugi-
ficaliy disposed or prone to violent pas
ms should avoid the profession of teIe-