Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1884-12-19

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this; thirty three cent pieces in this,
and the rest arc ones ard two. I got
some bills changed at the Treasury TO-
day, so as to have the change all handy,
for we shall have to make quick work.
This is all could afford after sending
some to auntie, and getting rose bush
for little sick Minnie, and set of nap
kins for our poor landlady with her
drinking husband and loatng son. How
can you help being thankful, Laura,
when you think you might have
| been keeping fretful boarders, like
yourself, in order to support a loafng
| husband? ?"
"He wouldn't loaf much if I had the
supporting of him" cried Laura, vim
dictively, as they took their muffs
and stepped out into the brilliant, chilly
night.
90, yes,. he would. You would not
know you were supporting a loafer. 1t
would be the youth with eyes of June
and hair Of midnight that"
"You forget I like blends. But what
is your racket, as our theatrical friends
say, really, Gladys?"
''You come with me and see. really
want your Judgment. All children and
sorrowful people seem to me true ob-
| jects Of help. But yon must advise
me; in each group Of poor little eager
faces at a shop window you must help
me to pick out the one who is most
good, genuine and patient. I can't give
to all, you know; not even a candy
stick"
A group of boys were looking in at a
stationer's window. Cats, dogs, birds
and babies were disportlng themselves
on gayly fringed cards; but after few
appr owing ordinations all went on save
one He was well-dressed, handsome
child, hut as his eyes fell on one card,
they filled with tears. A red, pale
yellow and white rosebud, each droop-
ed a lovely head over the edge of a
blue egg shaped vase. ''Mamma paint
ed q bunch like that once, in just such
a vase" he thought.
II know him." said bronze-grecn
lady softly to her old-gold friend. 1T
is Ernest Wells They are we'll off
enough, but his father had no sympathy
with his dad mothers tastes; and he
Systematically discouragcs all aesthetic
ism in poor little Ernest AS boy he
was passionately fond of flowers"
II knew your mother. dear. Will
vou accept this from friend Of hers ?"
said sweet-eyed lady, bending over
+; Ernest for an instant. Then she van
ishel from his wondering sight He
opened the envelope she left in his hand,
and impetuously kissed the picture of
the rose buds in the blue vase
A small, thinly- dressed boy and girl
stood holding Il basket between them
/ in bare red fingers. before a window
/ full of notions. Every thing in the
world IS here, isn't it, Sammy? What
should you like best? Those red nit
tens for your cold fingers?''
"Naw--boys don't mind fingers. I
should like that drum or that trumpet
OF that fiddle"
"Do let us get the fiddle for him, it
isn't but fifteen cents-and the mittens
for her, cried softly voice near, from
which all languor had departed. "And
let me get these, please, Gladys! have
five dollars month more than you
have"
There are five little dots, cunning as
black kittens, before that confectioner's
beaming window Let us see what
they are pointing out"
O, see that chocolate kitten!" 20,
| look at that red rooster!" 20, the little
white dove with letter in it's mouf!"
20, the yellow dog with the curly tail
he's lemon: lie isl" 20, see that sweet
white pig with rcd spots" Ten round
| >1ocl fa1 foo If
and then rolled down to inspect if the
treasures were real that had just drop
ped into their hands froL 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
emo, no, grandpa" she said coax
| ingly, If we get the arithmetic, + can't
get you that new warm gray necker-
chief, and have it you must and shall.
Lilly Barr lets me study out Of her
| book when my questions are torn out"
But the old man continued looking at
the bright new school books and story
and picture 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" -.
s"You see If can't returned Gladys,
/ sweetly defiant. They came out of the
crowded store again presently. "Why
did you let him tie it up?" asked Laura
| softly, sliding in a cherub card. II
want to see how it looks again." cried
Gladys, stopping just by the side of the
girl, intent upon opening her packet.
20 Laura! |" with start that would have
done credit to Clara Morris, t.Look
what he has given mean arithmetic!"-
And he is SO busy I can't get him to
change it. I hate the sight of an arith-
metic !" she went on, her eyes laughing
as she caught the unconscio,lsly wistful,
glistening glance Of the young girl
Little lady, with the most exquis-.
itely polite information, 'fdo you go to
school? Isn't there some little boy or
girl who will take this arithmetic out
ST my sight? regarding it very dis
tastefully, then glancing at the earnest,
blue-gray eyes with pleading, elvish.
smile. 81. NE
Claude Vane turned upon her q pair
Of searching orbs. To take gift from
this creature, she thought In her heart,
was like taking one from the tall. fair