Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1876-01-11
Stlttteb Storp.
From Ola AID New for M.yl
WlIHERED FLOWERS.
Which BIoomed Again.

clear voice penetrated the utmos, corner
as she exclaimed -
Yes, ntA'am; and IT'S twico iyerv
week. ma'am. has the child been pickin'
up The bits Of flowers and leaves. and
runnia' away wid 'em. And sez 10
Mary, Wouldn't you be tellin' the
m'ssi>' What FOR, SCI Mary. would we
+ be lrouo!in her" But WAS hinkin
about Il by night. ma'am, and il hothers
me; tor whether it is girl in boys
clothes. or boy 10 girls clothes, h's past
my saYin."
Ihe only occupant OF The library, Mrs.
Bond pale, ,proud-lookipg woman, placed
the book she Was reading upon the table,
aud looked ~ Dridgel's rosy face framed
in the doorway.
Have you spoken to l?" she asked.
"Spake, is H. Why. the thing flies over
the steps, and on, OF the gate. bsiorc
You could whistle"
is the child here now asked the lady,
with 4 regretiul glance al the closed
book
''l's jus: thA, was throu5led about, ="
said Bridget, lowering her voice. It's
more nor two weeks sInco II came; and
,de bolt Of The gate is left drawn lor i
VERY day. | was Ihinklu perhaps it was
sick, OF took wid terrible fever; Tor
rs 'wo shoes were Just fit 10 sit. Goals
in."
When Mr.. Bond returned. he said n
CHEEKY way, 80 yol have romance
100, my dear. Bridget has been telling
NE OF the strange child. oh. YES,
repiiod bis vile. II had nearly forgotten
BudseI's H. Whal can De The child's
mo,iyt2H
"A wonderful taste Tor h)wers. sup
pose. You might catch The little creature.
Aod help il some way
The mex. morning. al breakfast, Fred
and Parker heard The story oil the shy
visitor Full OF boyish curiosity. they
ran % Bridget and Mary - lea;u more
about The child.
It's 10 b.issii ignorance am meself,
Young geuilemen." said Bridssl. IL
only Knows The child came iigulAr rs You
plsse. ill s while sioce and on its !egs
was bits OF thin stockings. and a queer
hl,le bat on his head"
WAS it 4 boys hat or a gisl's'T asked
Fred eagerly.
And that's beyond me KNOWN
Master Fred. Il was turned up on Inc
side Ike. wid bit Oi nower. think;
aud ,be jacket Was boys, Ike yer own.
only coarse and worn out ike
Parker telsed his father to buy him
20. o.. pAusies. FOR the little stranger;
and Ms Bond promised to keep watch
ike q faithful sentinel. For more than
a week. the liiIle pot OF pansies stood in
the diniag room; bat the little stranger
did no. appear. Parker's interest began
20 atAle; but Fred still declared be
should Gnd her.
I;waa cold. raw Saturday afternoon
in January. when Fred and Parker had
grown tired OF all games, and were
walking down fremont street. on their
Way 10 their fathers Office, that Fred
espied crowd OF people looking IN al
the window OF : well known florist.
Come or" said Fred; ''lel's see whats
up Parker followed bis brother; and
soon both boys were wedged in by Peo-
pie, all trying 10 get 3 glimpse oil some
rare plant on exhibition.
one by one. the crowd dispersed; ana
The boys pressed nearer the window
Park" whispered Fred in quick de-
lighted tone, there's The queer little
hat next 10 the boy with 8 dog in his
arus; let's watch it close"
"A girl. too!7 said Parker. sith
shadow Of disappointment.
Hush! she'll hear you. Now Park
wherever she goes We are to follow
father shsn't laugh st US any more"
The child seemed riveled to the spot.
One by one, the curious went their way ;
but the child still gazed in the window
Fred had been very busy preparing
little speech; but every sentence van
shed As be saw her walking rapidly
away. With quick step be stood oy
her side. and slsmmered OUT
NV mother has s pot OF beautiful
pansies for you. VIII you como and
get them'"
do Won mean me;" asked the girl.
turning her large eyes iull on FFeds
Yes said Fred. Somebody saw
you get aowers in our yard; and we
tbought-my brother ,hought-you mign'
ike some fresh ones; they have been
waiting Tor you ever SO long"
Just then Parker whisiled; but Freo
walked on By the girls side.
.And YOU live in that handsome
bouse?" asked the girl.
Yes said Fred. Wont you come
mn now snd get your flowers"
..tissll ike a nice dream" said the
Virl with low laugh. "lIs oeantlui'
I'd 50 Kind in youl But can't go now I;
INNS, run home and make my mooe''
before forget"