Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1884-08-27

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No, miss, I guess she couldn't Tor
she gets so tired, like to help her by
carrying home the clothes. Some other
day maybe can come.
Something in the patient little face
touched Helen, and made her feel as II
she had been too busy thinking of her
own burden to help others bear theirs.
She longed to do something, but did
not know how till Mrs Simms showed
her the way by saying. as she stroked
the frizzly little head that leaned against
her.
Betty thinks heap of flowers. and
pears to get lots of comfort out of 'em.
She's a g0od child, and some day we are
going to see the country as ever
we can afford it.
Meantime the country must come to
you" said Helen, with happy thought
shining in her face. If you are will
ing, will make a nice little plan with
Betty, so she can have a posy all the
time. / shall come In town twice week
to take my German lessons, and if Betty
will be at the corner of the park, by
the deer, every Wednesday and Saturday
morning at 10 o'clock, I'll have nice
nosegay for her."
If she had proposed to present the
child with all the sweeties of confcc-
toners shop, it would not have given
her greater Joy.
Betty could only dance a jig of rapture
among the wash-tubs, and Mrs. Simms
thanked Helen with tears in her eyes.
CANT she just like a good fairy,
mammy?" said Betty, settling down in an
empty clothes basket TO brood owe the
joyful prospect.
, mo, honey. she's an angel" answered
nanny, folding her tired hands for a
moments rest when her guest had gone.
Helen heard both question and answer,
and sighed to herself
81 wish somebody else thought So"
When the first Wednesday came, Betty
was at the trysting place half an hour too
soon, and had time to tell the mild-eyed
deer all about it before Miss Helen
came.
That meeting was pretty sight,
though only fewn and an old apple
woman saw it.
Helen was half-hidden behind great
nosegay of June roses, lilies-of -the-val-
ley, sweet jonquils and narcissus, sprays
of tender green and white lilac plumes
Betty gave one cry of rapture as she
clutched it in both hands, trembling with
delight, for never had she dreamed of
owning such treasurer as this.
"All for me all for mel" she said, as
if it was hard to believe. "Oh, what
will nanny say?"
Run home and see. Never mind
thanks. Get your posy into water as
soon as you can, and come again Satur-
day." said Helen, as she went on, with a
nod and smile, while Betty raced home
to fill every cup and plate they owned
and make a garden of the poor little
room where mamma worked all day
All through the summer, rain or shine.
these two friends kept uryst, and though
Helen seemed no nearer getting her wish
this little flower mission of hers has
helped her to wait
Strangers watched the pretty girl with
her nosegays, and felt refreshed by the
winsome sight. Friends joked her about
her black Flora, and would-be lovers
pleaded in vain for one bud from her
bouquets.
She found real happiness in this small
duty, and did it faithfully for its own
sake, little dreaming that some one was
tracking her by the flowers she left behind
her in the highways of her life.
For, seeing how much these frequent
messengers were to Betty and her mother
Helen fell into the way of taking flowers
to others also, and never went to town
without a handful to leave here and
there, by some sick bed, in child's
hand, on a mediterranean table, or
dropped in the gutter for dear dirty
babies to find and crow over
And all unconsciouslv these glimpses
of poverty, pain, neglect and loneliness
taught her a lesson she never learned be-
fore-a sweeter language than German,
q nobler music than any Herr Pedal
strum could give her, and more win
ming charm than either youth or beauty
could confer-for the gay girl was dis
covering that life was not all summer
day, and she was something better than
a butterfly.
When autumn came, and she returned
to her city home, her young friends dis
covered that Helen's quiet season had
improved her wonderfully, for behind
the belle they found tender hearted
woman.
She took up her old life where she
laid it down apparently; but to those
who knew her best there was a differ
ence now, for, in many unsupported ways,
pretty Helen was uncOnsciously fitting
herself for the happiness that was coming
to her very soon.
Betty helped to bring it, though she
never guessed that her measles was a