The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1883-06-16
A CHARITY SCHOLAR,


sic Gale, tomorrow morning.
Bessie stood on the doorstep, her vel.
low curls blowing about, her freckled
face all red with excitement, and hen
mouth stretched in the broadest OF
smiles. "Areyou?" said Theodore Bar
clay. Theodore was dressed very pref
tily in white embroidered frock with
A dark-blue sash and dark-blue stock
ings. Her boots were new and shining,
her hat was of the very finest Leghorn,
and altogether she felt herself to be very
stylish indeed,
ITO Miss Milton" added Bessie.
"Mother is TO wash for Miss Milton, and
that will pay for my schooling Won't
ii be nice?"
At this, Theodore turned up her little
nose.
Upon my word" said she, "washer-
womens children are looking up in the
worldr'
Bessie did not understand this, so she
only smiled the more gleefully, and re.
peated SECOND time. Mont it be
nice? The public school is 50 far away,
and Cora says that the children there
are so rough, SO that mother didn't like
the idea of me going there, and"
is my Swiss muslin dress roned?'
rudely interrupted Theodore.
Yes, said Bessie, ''its all ready, in
basket, and I'm going to take it home
this evening"
"But | want it now" said Theodore
81 am going to wear it to tea at Mrs.
Adams"
Very wel,n said Bessie. Then !
will carry it over at once,'
And she ran cheenully for the basket.
Bessie Gale mother was hard-work-
inc little woman who had seen better
days, and who was anxious to educate
her children so that life should not be
such a drudgery to them as it had always
been TO her.
And Mrs. Barclay, Theodore smother,
who was delicate woman and could
only go out occasionally in carriage
used to sit by her window and watcl
the washerwoman' little children
swarming across the road and Mrs
Gale herself, with quick steps, cherr,
checks, and skirts pinned well up arounC
her hanging clothes on the line, anC
would say to herself, with sigh, Mrs
Gale is lucky woman!o
Miss Millions little flock of scholar
was assembled in the school-room tn,
next morning at nine O'Clock
There had been heavy thunder
shower in the night and the grass anC
| hnglnS ha
TO play, as usual, around the door, Will
every time the wind blew q miniatur,
shower descended from the boughs q
the old elm, where the wooden seat
! were placed.
Bessie Gale had arrived bright an,
early, with her curls tied back wit
! blue ribbon, her face shining with plent
/. OF soap aud water, and Il slilly-tarch
ed calico dress rustlng at every move
ment that She made.
She had come smiling into the school
. room, prepared for cordial reception
: from the other scholars, most Of whom
1 she knew previously; but, to her disma
and surprise, they all turned cold
from her, answered her remarks wit
brief, blunt replies, and assembled i
% little knots by themselves in variou
> parts Of the room, leaving her all alone
"Girls," said Bessie, after few mil
utes Of trouble and bewildered silenc,
~ "what is the matterp"
a The girls laughed and whispered Ii
a. tie among themselves but made no al
lie swer
d us there anything wrong with N
cb dress?" persisted Bessie looking dow
, at the poor little stiff calico dress
which she had been so proud. II kno
1t ism tQute new but it is very clea
- and neatly mended.n
just then Miss Milton came in, so tn
further discussion was checked. b
little Alice Hodges stole up TO Bessie
they were taking their seats, and viii
pered, us she laid her cheek against B,
sizes shoulder.
u know why the girls won't pl
with you. It's because Theo Barrel;
told EN- you were charity schola
What is a charity scholar, Bessiep Is
wrong to be charity And what max
you do itp''
"Alice, 90 to your seat,' Miss M
TOMS clear distinct voice here nterpose
and Bessie sat there, quite still, with I
big tears gathering IN her eyes and
uncomfortable feeling all over her. A