The Grange advance. [volume] (Red Wing, Minn.) 1873-1877, 1877-02-28
A Story For the Little Folks.

A Story For the Little Folks. .
There was no help for it. Daisy
must be drowned-little, gentle, two.
months.old Daisy, that was always so
good and quiet, and yet SO full OF life
and frolic! Little Katie's heart was
quite broken thinking about it. But
mamma, who knew best, had said so,
and there was no help for it. Three
cats took so much milk. And'there
were so many human mouths to feed
And milk at ten cents quart. Poor
little Katie! She saw it was best,
but it brought grief to her heart.
IF some one would only buy Daisy"
she said, clinging to her mothers
dress.
"People don't buy kitties," said her
mother, STOPPING to kiss the little
flushed, fearful face lifted to hers
''but l wish some one would take her
as a gift. You wouldn't mind giving
Daisy away, would you, Katie! That
would be better than drowning her."
eyes, indeed a hundred times bet
ter - answered the child, her face
lighting up.
That nj ght little, tear-wet face
pressed Katie's pillow. The child was
offering up her evening prayer. "Dear
Father" she said, ''please send some
one long who wants kittie. 1t is so
awful to have Daisy drowned, and it
hurts so! Please, dear Father, be
good to Daisy, and don't let her be
drowned" And here the little voice
grew choked, and great tears fell on
the white FELLOWSHIP. Soon, however,
she fell a asleep; her prayer had
quoted her.
"Good-by, Daisy. Oh! Iwish God
had thought it best. But he didn't.
and you must co., And Katie turned
from her brother Reuben, who held
Daisy in his strong arms. :,
'Don't cry, Katie,'' said the boy,
pausing a moment. ell do it real
quick she won't suffer a minute. I'll
tie big stone to the bag, and it'll be
all over in jiffy."
Poor, laundering Reuben! He
meant to comfort Katie, but his words
only made her cry the harder.
Reuben walked along far from CON-
Portable. There was the bag in his
pocket and Daisy in his arms, looking
up in his face confidingly as though he
were the best friend she had in the
world. In few minutes poor Daisy
would be struggling in the water, and
he should have to go back and face
Katie and tell her it was all over.
Il declare can't do it!'' he exclaim.
ed half aloud. I'm going in here to
Bill Watson's. Perhaps his folks would
like a kitten. Anyway, I'll see.''
A little It'll girl stood in the door
way.
''Halloo, Jenny! want a kitty? I've
brought you beauty-look!'
Jenny's pretty face flushed with de-
light.
20 mother!' she exclaimed, running
back into the room, ''may have this
kitty? Reuben has brought it on pur-
pose for me!''
Reuben had to tell his story-how
they had two cats at home, how thel e
wasn't milk enough for them all, and
how Katie had cried when mother said
Daisy must be drowned.
s'DOn't say another wOrd,' interrupt.
ed Mrs. Watson. "Leave puss here.
I'm right glad of herr
So Reuben put Daisy into Jenny's
arms, and with a heartfelt "Thank
you, ma am, Katie will be SO glad" he
hurried home to tell his sister the
good news.
Oh, how happy Katie was that even
ing! God did hear me; didn't He,
mamma? Dear little Daisy! I think
God must love kitties almost as much
as He does little girls; don't you
mamma -
s. His tender mercies are over all
His works. murmured Katie's moth
er to herself, then she turned to her
little girl and said:
"God loves and cares for everything
that he has made, dear child. I thank
Him that my Katie has tender, low.
ing heart toward His creatures and I
am glad. too, that Daisy has found so
good home.'
How to Treat Mischiev0us Children.
Here is little child, who is great
tease and trouble. He is always ask
ing to do this or that impossible or
unpermissible action. He bursts in
abruptly upon the conversation of his
seniors. He destroys all peace in the
house by shouts and screams, imper-
ious demands on the time and atten-