The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1876-11-30

boxes. 0ld.faahioned tables and worn.
out chairs. Queer oldspieces Of ftilrni.
ture and old fashioned chests of draw.
ers, and ancient china.ware were all
thrown in together topsy. y.turvey. Hur.
rah ! what, a time they all had in the
old attic, lodging among the relics,
hiding behind the old boxes, and
humping their heads on the rafters.
When they got tired Of play, then
Josie must read them a story; so she
did,.
1t was fairy story. A little girl
had wandered from home. It was a
bright September day, and she went
into the woods and could not find her
way out. When she was lost she be.
gan to cry. The great shiny tears
came into her eyes and chased each
other down her cheeks, on her clean
white dress; her hair became tangled
and her dress torn, and her hands
were scratched with the brambles.
Poor little thing! She was 50 tired
she could hardly move and down she
fell right among the leaves under a
great oak, and fell asleep.
While she slept she had beautiful
dream: The queen of the fairies
came that way, and found the little
girl. The fairy queen was very hand.
some and very richly dressed, but not
proud. She rides through the air in a
little golden chariot, with silver
wheels, drawn by two beautiful large
butterflies, who were trained to stop
or go, and fly high or low at the queen s
command. Now when the queen saw
this little girl under the oak, she
ordered the chariot to glide down
from the air down under the oak, and
she knew the little girl was lost. She
told her not to be troubled, and not to
cry, for she would find her home; SO
she gave her charm and told her to
keep it in sight and she would surely
find her way home.
With that the fairy queen started off
in her chariot and either the noise of
her starting or something else woke
up the little girl. The first thing she
thought of was the charm. just above
her head but beyond her reach was a
thread of silver. This she felt'was the
charm. So she determined to keep it
in sight. She walked along, but kept
her eye on the silver thread all the
time. Sometimes she almost lost sight
OF it. Sometimes the clouds3 would
come over the sun, and it wouldn' t
show so clearly. Somtimes the thread
would run through some bushes, and
she would ALMOST lose sight of it.
Sometimes she would have to 90 back
a few steps to find where she had lost
sight of the thread and then she
would go on for a long time again.
At last she came to an open pathway
where she knew the rest of the way,
and she was so happy to find the path
once more, that she started off on a
full run, and left the thread, or it left
her, she didn't know which, and she
ran all the way home and right into
her mothers arms. What do you
think her father said when she told
him about the silver thread? Why, he
said he guessed it was only a spiders
rope, such 3s the spiders throw out so
they can find their way back to their
webs. Well, the little girl was safe
home anyway, and Tommie and Kitty
and Josie herself, were very glad of it,
when suddenly they all began to won
der where baby Frankly was. He was
nowhere in sight. Had he tumbled
down stairs Had the fairies got him
They all began to look round, over
the old attic, and at last Tommy found
the little rogue all cuddled down in
the lowest of a chest of drawers,
which they had opened, and he was
fast asleep. What a laugh they all
had then, and how they shouted to mann.
ma come up and see the baby! Somam-
ma came up and lifted the little treasure
and kissed him over and over again.
And then Tommy had to kiss him and
then Kitty, and then JOSIE.
And while the children were show.
ering their affectionate kisses upon the
little innocent, their mother looked
over the old papers in the drawer.
She found old papers that were printed
in the time of the Revolutionary war,
and old letters and old manuscripts,
and just as she was about to leave, she
found one that should have been found
ten years before, it was a deed from
Mrs. Young's own grandfather giving
her the entire right to large amount
of property in distant State. 1t was
property that no one of the family
knew of his having, and by mistake
the deed had been overlooked, and
other people had the use of the proper.
ty. A skillful lawyer soon put the
whole thing right, and Josie's mother
didn't need any longer to. keep that
sewing machine clicking all day, to
earn bread and clothes for her children.
But the question now is, what would
have become of them all but for baby
Frankly, or if Josie had not so kindly
taken care of him, and if baby Frankly
had not gone to sleep in the lowest
drawer?
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