The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-12-19

and then rolled down to inspect If The
treasures were real that had Just drop
ped into their hands froA some swiftly
passing, smiling figures.
"Ispec's they's the Christmas angels -
said one
Let us watch that old man and that
young girl" said Laura.
The girl had the growth of eleven
years, but her blue-gray eyes had an eX-
preston, her pale, low, wide brow and
features wore marks of thought that
gave her an advanced look. She was
pulling the old man away from the
window.
mo, no, grandpa she said coax
inglv, If We get the arithmetic, L can't
get YOU hat Lew warm gray necker-
chief, and have it vou must and shall.
Lilly Barr lets me study ont Of her
book when nv questions are torn out"
But tho old man continued looking at
the bright new school books and story
and pictured books with the fierce vicar
iouS hunger which the old sometimes
feel for the wants of the young.
You can't manage this whispered
Laura. These are not people to take
from utter strangers"
You see if l can't" returned Gladys,
sweetly defiant. They came out of the
crowded store again presently. why
dld You let him tie it up?" asked Laura
softly, sliding in a cherub card. Il
want to see how it looks again." cried
Gladys, stopping just by the side of the
girl, intent upon opening her packet.
90 Laura" with n start that would have
done credit to Clara Morris, Look
what he has given me-an arithmetic!
And he Is so busy l can't get him to
change it. hate the sight of an arlth'
metic!" she went on, her eyes laughing
as she caught the unconsciously wistful,
glistening glance of the young girl.
Little lady" with the most exquis-
itely polite information, "do you go to
school? Isn't there some little boy or
girl who will take this arithmetic out
Of my sight? " regarding it very dis
tastefully, then glancing at the earnest,
blue-gray eyes with a pleading, elvish
smile.
Claude Vane turned upon her a pair
of searching orbs. To take o gift from
this creature, she thought in her heart,
was like taking n from the tall, fair
Christmas angel sending forth the dove,
as she had seen her on a prize card.
Claude was too proud to take without
gratitude. Her frank eyes looked it,
but as she parted her fine lips to speak
the vision vanished. She almost
thought it was a vision till she pinched
hard at the book she had in her hands.
90, grandpa" she cried to the old man,
VINO had scarcely taken it all in yet,
"did you ever see any thing like that !?
And oh! look, look, besides! o, grand
pa, these two chernbs looking down
from a cloud"-The child drew her
breath quickly. "You shall have this
card, grandpa"
mo, Claude, darling, you keep it
to remember always that the cherubim
who excel in knowledge, remain ever
young children in innocence and hu-
mility and love-"
1t was late when two Treasury clerks
returned with empty pocket-books and
shining eyes to the crimson and blue
chamber. Gladys knelt to put a stick
on the shining fire. Laura, coming be-
hind her, bent back the fair head in her
chilly white hands.
Are you cold?" asked Gladys.
II never was so warm in all my life,
darling. 1t was beautiful. Iseem to
move in a cloud of children's faces look
ing up with great wondering, brighten
ing, pure, loving eyes-like a Madonna,
in o glory of cherubim."
"And it only cost us five dollars"
said practical Gladys.
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