The Red Cloud chief., 1881-01-27
DOTS GUESTS.

s'A
father n he read nj morning prayer.
her little chair drawn zap besiic her
mother. and her hand in her. They
always al 50. dot thought she could
listen best that WY. and "a iked
IL. too.
This morning Dr. Leonard Rad the
fourteenth chapter of Luke, and dot
listened atientiv~ly. though mamma
wondered what brought such n pre-
picked look Ou her little daughter =
face ID the twelfth. thirteenth aud
fourteenth verses
She forgot to ASK her. after prayers.
for word ANS that VI = bray's baby
MS dying. and she went right owe Ia
help the poor mother bear her great
trouble. 80 she did moi learn about IL
TIL som" hours after. when h and Dot
were sitting together IN The sunny
nursery.
Then mamma said. Whose birth
day Is IL next Saturday"
Mine. aud New Years Day. too"
said Dot. looking up with a quick smile;
for birthdays aud holidays meant murh
happiness To- this lltle girl. the only
child Of loving parents. In n beautiful
home.
What DO YOU wan. Ia do. little
woman. because YOU sre eight year.
old. asked mamma.
MAY | say just what ! WANT"
answered Dot.
Certainly. darling said mamma.
wondering.
Then mamma. hyou are perfectly
NNatlsYy aaal llas E.. -
dropping a stitch IN the dolly's afghan
she vas crocheting. Il should like To
make n feast
Mrs. Leonard believed in letting little
girls talk frankly. especially Ia their
mothers. so without seeming To motto.
Dots peculiar Way OF speaking, she
said. Yes dear. II that Is what you
would like best; and whom win you in
yite 20 your feast?" and drawing AWAY
the pretty worsted. she took Dot on her
lap.
Grandma Bainc first said Dot.
smoothing her mother brown hair with
quiet hands.
Grandma Bafncr' exclaimed mann.
ma. this time : much surprised she
could not help showing IL. for Grandma
Baine was n poor. blind woman who
lived In the neighborhood. and knit
mitiens and stockings. What made
you think of herr
"She knit nv play-mittens for me-"
said Dot. land gave me a bright ball
made Of ends Of yarn, and I want her To-
who elseg' asked mamma
Jane Hesler." promptly answered.
Dot. showing that her list had been
made up jn her mind before. Jane
Hesler was a lame girl in the little brown
house on the corner, she could not
her char. but made baskets for n !
one Of which had found Ia way
into Dots hand. full Of flowers from her I
in the south window.
Who nextF' again asked Mrs.
Leonard.
"l would like the washerwoman'.
little girls 10 come. mamma. for when
she wa.hed my doll clothes Monday .be
said she wondered what Kitty and Mol
would say II they ssw them: and I
want them 70 have = good play in nv
baby house"
Well" said Mrs. Leonard. ANY
Dthers2"
Yes. mother dear. do you D
could find that little boy uhobegved
here YESTERDAY, He vas 90 ragzrd
md dirty. and looked at Mary's cake.
- IL be had never tasted ANYTHING Tie
hem; so ] gave him two. though Mar
aid I mustnt. I'd like 10 have h;y
II we could End him. for he~m,Id
ike the cake and nice things so.
o Ilaf AsasN-T - 6
fra~ing Der closer and giving her one.
and three kisses. why don't yos,
want your cousins and schoolmafss in
why. mamma" said Dot. Los,kt,,
up with surprise. what did papa re.5
his morning in the Bible, When.
make n feast do not invite sour friend.
nch neighbour. for they will iuvS,.
Fou again; but SIX the poor. the Am.
the blind. and pe sAGdBx Ms.~d. an
want G1nfma Bsine md Jane He.ler
Kitty and Molly flznnizan and thai
little boy. il we can ind him.
Mamma answered. eb@eriIy. .w.
E1ii try. dear, he said he lived n,
Water street. near the wharf. and tn,
ais name was Tommy Dune. n-o,,-
-ed TO ON and see his an K mashs~
o ~e VIII md him perhaps in time for
New Tears Day / am glad you want
o make these poor people happy.
lear and a Dot jumped down 10 I'm
.way AID tel her dsis about 4. Nr. I
<onard SAIL with . happy smile
bless the precious ehiif.s'
The sun shone his brightest On Dotsx
birthday. n ne wanted 20 help make
ne day . happy enc; and had von
gen 50 Fortunate as TO live opposite
Ir le2tIarf ron would have hae,
interested ia sesing de nossf co,srsnS
IrTIye.
DO; hersstfoxsn after Grsnan.
Sane, whose odd wnnkIed lace fairs