The Dallas weekly herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1885, 1873-07-12
from her darling, the divine hope that
he Is destined to live and to accomplish
great things for his people.

from her darling, the divine hope tha
he is destined to live and to accomplish
great things for his people.
One pretty little domestic picture Is
the statue of little girl knitting and
reading. How interested she is! Sc
much so that the fingers have forgotten
their duty and have stopped before
they got to the "middle of the seam
needle" Peep over her shoulder and
you will see that she is reading the
"Life of Benjamin Franklin F" in Ital-
ian. The letters are about the size of
ordinary print and are blackencd so
that you are deluded into the belief
that it is real book she is reading.
Another statue bearing on the pedes-
tai the words, "Time is precious" "It
is better to get wisdom than gold, rep
resents half made figure of girl
eombing her hair and reading. Artis-
tically, the statue Is commendable, but
the thought struck me that the lesson
is bad one to inculcate. Time would
be saved, health promoted and more
wisdom acquired if she would make a
business of combing her hair and dress
ing herself, and then sit down and
make u business of reading.
But here Is n little chap with whom
we must all sympathize. He had a
nice cup of milk, and through some
mischance it was broken in his hands.
He still holds fast to one piece, the 9TH
lrs lie upon the floor, his face is con-
vulsed with sobs, and with the hand
in which he holds the spoon, he lsrub-
bing his fearful eyes.
I could but think, many people,
perhaps most, will smile when they
look at this statue, will recognize its
truthfulness, hut to how many will it
teach the lesson of sympathizing with
the sorrows of childhood, which though
laughable to their elders, are often as
great griefs as the little heart can bear?
l fear to very few. We get callous as
we get older; we forget how often our
hearts ached as children over some
trifle at which the grown up people
around us laughed.
The dear little children! SO much
real grief must come with the coming
years that would inin spare them the
pains and trials of childhood, even if
they be 10 more than crying over a
broken cup.
As contrast to this statute would
we place the little girl who has opened
o box, out of which has unexpectedly
popped a comical figure, at.whieh she
looks with pleased surprise, her head
drawn back as if half afraid, but joy
Gus smile Just breaking out around the
mouth.
You know "Mary had u little lamb"
don't you? Well, here she is, but she
has sbeaf Of wheat upon her head,
which / do not remember rs figuring
in the song; but, maybe that was after
the lamb was turned out of school that
they wandered off into the wheat!ield.
Here is q sweet child Offering you a
full blown rose. All, little creature,
you are an italian flower girl, more in
accordance with our fancyings than
those fine ladies dressed in silk and
high-heelcd boots that arc called flower
girls in the Italy of to-day. We can
well understand how you could win the
poets heart, or become the artists
model, which is far more than we can
say OF those aforesaid elegant ladies.
But here we are still lingering in the
Main Hall, and have not given one
peep into either of the tpansepts be-
longing to Italy, but so long as time
remains to us, we will not despair OF
seeing all that is beautiful or wonder
full that has been brought from lands
both near and far,
WELT AUSSTELLUNG.