South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1876-09-08
komney Hampshire County West Va, September


morning visitor. Greta admitted to the
dining. room Mrs. Sage. the wife of a
plain parishioner.
"Mornin', Miss Lane" said the ging.
ham sun-bonnetted lady. cheeriully,
helping herself to seat. Pears TO
me you don't look over ard above rug.
ged this mornin'. Anything the mat
ter?"
Nothing, thank you, but n little ia.
tigue; Mally kept me watching last
night. Poor little fellow. his teeth trou.
bic him." And Mrs. Lane bent over
the cradle with n mothers sympathy :
Maily opened his eyes and reached up
his appealing arms. Poor little Mally,
mamma will take you in moment-just
as soon as she puts away these tea
cups"
But Maily-who was the best child
usually, who had learned patiently to
wait momentsS knowing that his
mother promise never failed-was sick
this morning, and q moment was an age
to him. He puckered up his little face
and gave forth such pitiful wall that
Mamie could not endure it. She left
her vases and sprang to his side. Come
TO sister, Mally darling" said she pre-.
cious pet, come to sister"
But mamma was at hand also. "Nau.
ME, my love-" said she. "Maliy would
rumple your dress and disarrange your
hair. Let him come 10 me-
Pears to me-" said Mrs. Sage,
"you'rc very much dressed up this morn.
in, Mamie. Coin ont, are you?"
No. Mrs. Sage" said Mrs. Lane,
with "a com;cal look in her eyes, Nan.
ME is omr visitor to-day. She is trying
how it seems TO be young lady who
does nothing"
oh" said Mrs. Sage. half mystified.
IF Mrs. Lane is Furnishing Mamie" she
thought, ''she is uncommon sweet and
pleasant about it. can't make her out
But | guess she knows what she's about.
Mrs. Lane commonly does" And SO
she quoted her curiosity, knowing that
Mrs. Lane woul, tell her just what she
meant TO tell, and no more.
Mamie, for her part, had retreatel TO
the parlor, where she was about rs mis-.
cradle as 4 young lady in her best dress,
hid boots. perfect frizzes, and nothing
to do but 10 amusc herself, could we'll
be. She went back TO her book but
how coul sue read, with her thoughts
continually on her tired mother, her
disappointed father. who was so fond of
the pudding she hal volunteered to
make for him that morning. And poor
little Matly: She began to see how re.
ally valuable and helpful girl Of four.
teen can be TO hcr family.
1T MAJ he ladvlikc TO be Of no use
she said to herself, "6ut it is detestable
I'd rather he Bridget in the kitchen.
feeling sense Of being good for some.
thing, than live i'll aprison of fine clothes
and know that | was helping nobody.
Oh dear il this horrii day were only
over
But it was not over. by any means.
She had TO meet her father ut dinner.
and be treated with oppressive polite
ness In his presence. She he'd to en-.
counter tho fun twinkling in his eyes at
the sight OF her embarrassment-to see
him joining the others by showcring at.
tcntions upon her. rs though she had
been a princess. But she was a girl OF
courage. and having made up her mind
what 20 say. she said it. right out before
them all, while Bridget was removing
the dishes
Mamma, dear, beg your pardon.
| have been very naughty and foolish.
| hope YOU will forgive me ana let me
20 back 70 my work | shall never be
50 foolish again and here, Lravcly
trying TO smile, she burst into tears
Mamma gave her the kiss orrcconcil.
lation and trust. MANNER, darling"
said she, you have had your little les.
son. | should not have inflicted it on
you If ! had not been sure il would save
you more bitter one in the future"
Mamie was cured of ever wanting TO
be lady in the helpless sensc-n drone
IN society. She has become very no.
bile, useful woman, aud if her hands are
not beautiful, they are 50 helpful that
everybody ndmires them -Acr YoJk
Observer.
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