Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1873-05-21
LITTLE DAISY AND ..TIM's DIRL. /,
BY JOANNA H. MATHEWS.
Daisy! Daisy! p

FISH, mamma ltomin' - ar9 af r
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, It'll 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? T
think not Mamma knew right well what
she brought upon herself
Mamma, / so told! Tuddle me up
warmn -.
And so mamma did, drawing the little
chilled figure into her arms, and "tud
ding" it.upi close and warm in a loving
clasp. But mamma had to find little
fault too; for it was against the rules for
Daisy 10 jump out Of bed without leave
and run from room to room in bare feet.
Il fOrdot. L not do SO adam Mamma
Tins dirl has bare foots, and it's so told
out in de stweet," said Daisy. cts all
snow. Tim is spadin' de snow off de side
walk, and his dirl Blooms it"a .aal 81
lin 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
sSWhat girl?n asked mamma. ~
'Tim's dirl. [ 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. [ solly for
her" ..., - -.
poor girl said mamma, ''out in the
snow with no shoes or stockings. I am
afraid a good many poor children have no
shoes and stockings this cold weather.
"Poor chillensn p repeated Daisy, with a
whole heart full of pity in her soft little
voice. "Mamma les dive 'em all nv
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'
"ShaH we hang up a stocking for Tins
girl tonight, and see what comes in it9u
said mamma. -ra ~ a.
"Esh, esh!'' said delighted Daisy, clap
ping her hands, and then covering NAM
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.
"Santy 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 we'll 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
was ready for her. Little wrapper and
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-s0 full, with many pretty
toy lying beneath. There was far too
much for the little sock, and Santa Claus
good gifts had overfoWed upon hearth
and rug. a
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. dnr -4 ID
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 loud, angry voice:
"Suts dweedy Sanity Taus, mamma!
SUITS dweedy, hollid ole Sanity Taus!
Didn't lef nosin for Tins dirl, an I tole
him, tool LET on'y] one stottin full for
mel" ...,.
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 I better