The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1883-08-18

"Oh, yes; but some child is so apt
to happen along on an GRAND or some
thing. A sauccr-pie is great thing TO
n child. I've made them about every
fortnight for fifteen yeats, and always
found Use for them. II more than pays
for the work to see the little folks so
pleased. You know DEAR" the old
lady added gently, "the time that trflies
give great pleasure is so short, it passes
by before we are aware. Sometimes
think is is only childhood that is con-
tent with daily bread.''
"I'll make a sauccr-pie for Jenny
next time | bake" said Mrs. Ruther-
ford to herself, rs she went home
Strange never thought Of it before.
Tll-let me see-Pll dress her dolly
for her. It's quite shabby. And III
keep her with me more, and tell her
stories at bedtime. May be it is just
the little things mothers do that she
wants TO chirk her up"
The next morning Mrs. Rutherford
concluded il was time to have some
pies, and she went to work with will.
When the baking was done, a dainty
saucerPie, sugared on top, and plump
with ripe, sweet berries, stood on the
dresser.
"Here's something for you, dear"
she said, as Jenny came in with quiet
football, and she placed the little pie in
the child's hands. Jenny's face flushed
her eyes lighted up, and then, TO Sarah's
surprise, grew dim with tears, and the
sensitive mouth quivercd; but only for
a moment.
"rhank you, thank you," she said
eagerly. ats just like the little pies
mamma used TO make for me"
"Ah! that's it," thought Sarah.-
"Eben's right. TO be- sure. She wants
'mothering. And she drew the little
girl to her side and kissed her. The
dimpled arms were around her neck in
an instant and the kiss returned, and
through the day Jenny seemed to feel
happier and more At home.
Bedtime came, and Jenny, nesting
in the white pillow, looked up with
wondering eyes as Mr.. Rutherford sat
down on the side Of the bed, and TAX
ing the little hands in hers, said kindly:
"Shall | tell you story, dear ?"
She listened with eager interest to
the story Of the Highland Shepherds
child. lost in the mountain mist, and
guarded and fed by his faithful dog
And when Mrs. Rutherford bent down
and kissed her, the white arms again
wound impulsively around her neck,
and Jenny said, for the first time,
Goodnight mamma, Sarah was star
tied, the name seemed so sweet
al see now," she thought. "Eben
is right. II is mother love and care
the child needs, and shall have it"
Mrs. Rutherford kept her resolution.
She did not, could not, at once feel
the intense devotion Of a mother. But
she was no longer content with feeding
and clothing her charge. She tried to
satisfy the hungering and thirsting for
affection which she had learned to meet
and recognize. She sought Jenny's
happiness, and in due time she had her
reward. fove in her own heart, CRATE
ful love in her child's strengthened
day by day. Jenny grew gradually
happier, till her laugh and song rang
out as merrily as Eben wished. And
her presence seemed like sunlight in
their home. And when year had
passed neither OF the worthy couple
would any more have thought of part
ing with her than if she had been theirs
by birth. They knew no difference in
the home tie. at all dates back, "
said Sarah to her husband, as they sat
talking one evening after Jenny went
to bed, "all this happiness dates back
to the first saucer-pie. Jenny seemed
from that time to believe loved her"