Mexico weekly ledger. (Mexico, Mo.) 1855-1956, 1877-06-14

GRACE MAYME'S THANKS
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Two little girls were sant sgin,
down the broad gravel walk fhst lie,
from an elegant house situate ,me
what back from the street., vs.
hid by tall trees and cree q
Both were richly dressed,
est Of the two was SO ve'
that the ragged, pale-fae
ing over the iron railing
ers, tnrned and gazed
with undisguised admiral
noticed it, and exclaimed:
swell, Grace, did y ~
such irnpudence?" and { +ns
to the boy, said II v t.
know who gave such be yo,
permission to look ever here.
His face flushed at her words, ant
he turned quickly and rather prmdly
away. E
"ohl Helen, how could you p
cried Grace, her face fun of symya
thy for the boy; and then running te
the gate she asked kindly:
did you want anything7''
''No; I was only looking at thu
flowers.
"Would you like to have some p
she asked.
Thinking of the cutting words o.
her sister, he was about to refuse, bu
when he looked into the fair face Will
its large blue eyes and eager look, h,
changed his mind and said: 81 hav,
. little sister at home that would lik.
to have some. She has bad fal
and never can walk out and see then
again as l do
I" OH! / am SO sorry" said the
auivering cherry lips, ''come in and ]
will get you boquet-'
''Thank you, but / woald rather
stay here" said he glancipg nc her
sister, who stood looking at him ant
curling her lips contemptiously.
"Well, Grace Mayne," she ex
claimed, ''Ifever ] saw such a girl
What would Mrs. Grant say if sh.
knew this?'' & -
II don't care for what she woull
say. She is only our housekeeper, anC
papa said l might pull the flowers
when ever / liked" and she .tittes
------y 'I-,>nah 5st,s- sss-a --ys Atsih
hery like gay little butterfly, gath
ering the prettiest ami the choicest o
the flowers for her boquet.
There she said," placing i
in his hand. ''Tell your sister / sen
her this with my love, and that yo,
may come and get one just like thi,
every day for her."
''Thank yOu," he said, his pal,
face lighting up at her words. ''Thess
flowers will make her as happy rs 4.
bird"
''Is she very young?"
"Only Ave."
"And are you very poor?" she ask
ed innocently. ga
'Yes, very" he replied.
The blue eyes went into 8 brown
study for minute, and then she said,
'>be sure and come tomorrow.
"Yes goodbye"
The boy hurried TO his home, which
was q small scantily furnished room
in the fourth story Of gloomy old
tenement house.
"See, Nellie, what i have for yeu,"
said the boy gaily, as he entered the
room.
'Oh! Herbie," and the wasted lit
tie form lying on bed in the corner,
held out her hands with cry Of de-
light, "where did you get them9"
"a little girl gave them TO me that
lives i'm such . beautiful house. she
sent her love to you and said might
come every day and get one for you
Just like it. Isn't she kin sother?"
hs asked turning to q 20 ,rrowful
faced woman sitting by Window.
basily sewing. -. +
ssYes, my DEAR zsesou
ought not to go agai - ay not
be allowed to pull them
''Oh yes, she said h. r said
she might do so whence iked."
.Don't you wish WEI svers OF
our very own9" said Ne ing the
flowers against her aim 9olOrless
cheek.
.'Just wait until I get to be man
and we will have flowers aud beau
tiful house too" said the boy, draw
ing himself up proudly.
''That will be long while to wait
yet," said his mother smiling at his
ambitious hopes ''for you ~ only
thirteen. Did you get place this
morning?"
In . moment the bright light died
out Of his eyes. ''No," he said, II
went to every store aud they sll said
they needed no one as young as I
was.''
His mother bent over her saving
agaia with sigh, and che boy leaned
his hand as If thinking.
.tI win tell you what I win do this