St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1888-02-18

was your own dear mamma. and snc
left you to my care. and promised
her faithfully that would never leave
you till you were old enough to take
care Of yourself
Il don't think that's . very nice
story at all nurse" Alice said. dis
contcntedlv. 1T does. not tell . BIT
what it's iks to b poor"
Nurse went TO the window and
looked ont. Tho snow had ceased fall
ing. and the sun was trying to smile
through the gray cloudA Men were
busy sweeping tho streets and door
steps and after q good long look
nurse thought 1t was fine enough 70
venture out for few minuteA
Nurse told Miss Alice top ut on her
thick boots; and then she Ran down to
tho library. where Mr. Ellacome. little
Alicc's papa. was busy reading and
told him all the child had said to her.
..Wanis TO be poor. does shef Well
It's . strange fancy for . child. but
take her with you. By al means j
know I can trust you" And so nurse
! and Alice went for . walk that sunny.
snowy afternoon.
Verv soon they left the square whore
Mr.. Ellacome lived. and turned mp .
street, ami then entered court ~ tho
farther end.
This Is mot . pretty place TO be
poor in. nurse" Alice whispered. Its
20 dark and grimy."
MOST places where poor people
live are dark and grimy. .deaz." nurse
said, sadly. But como on. and sec
Mira Hill"
Must wo 90 mp those stairs with
out any carpctF" Alice asked. won
deringly. ':And. ses. the windows
arc broken. and the Aoors have holes.
and It's 50 coldl Oh. nurse. I'm %
frightened! Come homsl Come homsi ]
don't like thisr'
..ln . few minutes. dearic. want
70 show you what being poor really
means; then you will SEQ howyou like
It."
Alice followed her nurse mp tho dis
NAL stairs to the very top. and they
entered q room that seemed almost
dark and very cold Round tho Ere
place sat three little children. all cry
ing. and near the window sat . pale.
tired-looking woman embrOidering .
muslin ipafora She could scarcely
see. and her hands could hardly hold
tho necdle-they were % cold; STILL
there would b NO food or fro till ths
work was taken home and paid for.
oh. nurse. I'm 20 sorry" she said.
rising. Il did not think you wanted
the pinsforss 20 soon. I've worked q
hard as possible"
TOO hard. TIM afraid" nurse said,
pleasantly. I'm not at all In haste.
but Miss Alice wanted . walk. and
thought I would Just step round and
see how you are getting on"
Work ID scarce. and times are
bad" Mra Hill said. wearily; ''but
have the children. 20 suppose fought
not to complain"
Il see yon have two Of tho piana'
fores done. so / may as well take them
with me. and pay you for them now;
it may be . little help Mary"
1T will save us from starvation.
nurse" Mrs Hill cried. bursting into
tears My poor little babies have moi
had . morsel Of food t0-day."
Then Ill 60 and get them some
this very moment Come Miss
Alice"
The child was sobbing quietly. The
gannt little children. with their eager.
hungry faces. frightened her. and viii
the true instinct Of childish uns slfish-
ness she longed to ask them TO 60 homo
with her TO her warm nursery.
'Had they no breakfast nursieT'
she asked. whom they got outside.
mo. darling; and very likely no tea
last night"
'.Is that what being poor means
nursei''
Yes my child. that is true. real
poverty"
.Then l don't like It think its
dreadful! Papa often says ought to b
. generous little girl because IN b,
} rich one day. and when am ! viii
not allow any one in the world to b
poor 1t Is 20 cold. and miserable ant
unhappy"
Yes my pet; and II every rich littl'
girl only would remember that sh'
; could make some poor little girl happ,
ever 50 easily. just BY little seli-de
nial. think how much moro -pleasan
the world would be for every one"
'Tll never wish 70 be poor again
nursic; and whom papa gives mo som
silver moneys I'll not spend them o.
, toys or tafee. bat send them IN th
poor little children we saw to-day"
That's right Miss AlicA and when
ever you want to be poor and hav
your own way. think Of ArA Hills Iii
tie girls in Dark Court and SEQ no,
you like I'LL Brooks Dsvia. 1
) Lille (oiks
According 10 an intelligent writer
D our ways Of manilssting politsnsa
have grown out Of some strange Gus
toms pursued BY primitive man
When we bow, we are simply pes
) pctuating in modified way the Gun
t toms Of our ancestors who bumpe
: their heads on tho ground in order {
r show their respect for distinguishes
visitor. shaking hands bthe attsnua'
! ed remnant Of . friendly contest b