The Russellville Democrat., 1877-03-29
The Little Rose.

cred about flower pot in the middle of the floor, out of which grew tall rose tree, bearing one beautiful blush rose. The rose smiled down graciously on the upturned faces and outstretch- ed hands of the little flower worship CTS.
 "O-o-oh p sighed golden haired Lillian, "p'raps the man in the moon might have brought it to us last night"
 "Ho, how much you know" whistled curly headed Bob.
 Isn't it lovelyw piped disheveled Sue, with clasped hands and adoring eyes.
 "Lovely" said all the five.
 I'm going to carry it to show man. ma p said Sue.
 A moment after, the rose tree waving like a banner at their head, night gowned procession wound up the stairs and through the halls, Bob the cat, bringing up the rear, his tinkling silver bell swinging triumpantly from his collar.
 The sweet faced rose looked in mo- ment at mamma at her toilet, then the little white robod throng, we'll pleased at mammals delight, bore it down a flight of stairs to old Aunt Dorcas, who laid down her spectacles on the bible she was reading, and blessed the Lord she still had eyes to see His dear flowers.
 Up stairs now to grandpa's room, skipped the children, bursting tumul- tuously in upon him as he sat up in bed in velvet cap and gown,- taking his coffee.
 Don't smell of it, grandpa; it is too precious for noses," called out Sue. warningly, while she reached up on tiptoe to hold the rose up out of the reach of her grandpa's harmful fea- lures.
 What's rose geod for if not to smell Bring me my glasses, Bob, that at least may look at this precious rose. Can't find them? We'll, allow me then to greet this wonderful dose with a very good-morning.
 Grandpa took off his velvet cap and waved it at the rose, and then all the little procession shouted in glee, and speedily filed back again toward the nur- sery, from which they had set forth.
 shall take this splendid rose to old Miss Peggy Mitchell" said Sue, to her self, tangling the strings and pulling at the buttons of her garments, while she looked over her shoulder, as her toilet went on, at the teauteous rose.
 "Yes, shall She has rheumatism in her two disagreeable looking thumbs and l shall give it to her, think"
 This last resolve was gasped in great impulse of self denial.
 After breakfast, Sue with her flower pot hugged up to her little aching heart, set secretly forth on her errand of mercy to Miss Peggy.
 Mind your own affairs" screamed Miss Peggy's vicious old parrot from it's perch, as Sue came panting and toiling up the steep stairs.
 Perhaps it isn't my affairs to come with it, after ail," thought bewildered Sue, wishing with all her heart it might be quite right and unselfish to run straight home agaif with the flower pot. But I'll see; Pll see l''
 Tap, tap went her trembling fingers against Miss TwitchelPs door.
 "Get out!' yelled the parrot.
 Come in !" squeakcd Miss Twitchell.
 "Pve brought you this beautiful rose, Miss Peggy I thought it might be a comfort to your two poor thumbs to look at it, and-you may-keep it al- ways"
 These last brave words took away Sues remaining breath and courage. She set down the rose tree, turned her back on Miss Peggy, and wiped away two biz tears that tumbled over her warm face.
 "I alters said SO; jes' trustl' piped Miss Peggy. |" I had such hankerin' this morning after green fields and pleas ant pasters, and here they are set right down before me-"
 Miss Peggy here took such damaging sniff at the rose that Sue turned round in agony at the sound.
 Please don't smell it too hard" she implored; and then amid the iibes and shrieks of the parrot, she rushed away down stairs to cry behind Miss Peggy's wood pile. o
 The day wore on. The rose blessed Miss Peggy's eyes and heart for hours, and helped her poor, afflicted thumbs wonderfully with it's suggestive pres. ence; but the parrot eyed it askance. and muttered wrathfully at it.
 By-and-by two little boys fell into dispute just under the open window, and from words scon came to blows.
 Heie, here screamed Miss Peggy, thrusting her head out over the side stop that ightin', boys, this minute 20
 The boys never needed.
 Stop, I say!"
 Go ahead, shrieked the parrot. Stop! stopl I'll give you something beautiful now if you only willp"
 Whether it was because a policeman came in sight around the corner or Peggy's dazzling bribe, the boys sud. denly desisted, and made rush for Miss Peggy's stairs.
 Oh, now" exclaimed Miss Peggy, taken quite by surprise at the nasty end. ing Of the battle, "you're the boys that hght! Well, Pm glad you've quit it! It's homcly work, unchristian actions. Here, you come and draw lots. The little fellow that draws the darnin' needle gets the beautifullest flower.pot rose and all"
 The boys faces frightened. He of the darnin' needle was the next moment clattering down the stairs yelling with | delight, the pot claaped tight against the huttering rags of his jacket.
 You've forgot something, haven't you 7" called out Miss Peggy, in a loud voice from the window.
 The boy halted, felt for his battered hat, cast nasty glance at his few tat Al .t