The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1888-06-30
let and Arabolla to bed, and then Amy


show you what Uncle Charlie sent me
on my birthday" and off she trotted.
In minute she came back with little
round blue box with handle on top.
She turned the handle and the box
played lively tune. Patty was so as
tonished that she could hardly speak,
for she had never seen a music box be-
fore Amy played tune after tune an
then she let Patty play. They had
their supper up in Mrs. Gray's room on
dolls table and from dolls dishes,
but although they had the cutest little
jam tarts you ever saw, still Patty was
so taken up with the music box that the
tarts didn't taste as good as she had ex-
pected.
While Sam was hitching up the horse
to take Patty homo she played fast
tune, and such was her excitement that
she almost forgot to put Arabella's cloak
on. When she got home Patty told her
papa and mamma all about it and said
that she did wish she could have one,
and that night she dreamed that she
saw little angels, all playing on music
boxes instead of on harps.
Weeks went by, but Patty did not
forget, aud l am afraid that she leased
her mamma great deal. Finally Mrs.
Hendrick told her that for every stock
ing she darned nicely she should have
penny and also penny for every six
eggs she found.
When the first of summer came Patty
had nearly enough to buy the longed-
for music box. One bright, warm
Sunday Patty went to Sunday-school
and the lesson was about giving. After
it was over the teacher, Miss Lucy Ses-
sions, told the little girls how the
minister had told the people in church
that morning about the prairie fires out
in Michigan, and how great many
people were left without home or clothes
or money.
Just think of it, children" Miss
Lucy said, 'there are little boys and
girls who haven't any clothes or any
thing to eat and no place to go, and
some of them have lost their papas and
mammas. Aren't you sorry for them
The children all said they were. Then
Miss Lucy said: you still have your
homes and parents, and don't you think
that you could give them some of the
pennies that you have to buy candy
with2 You think of it, and if you de-
eide that you can, bring them next Sun
day."
All the way home Patty was very
quiet and it seemed as if there was
lump in her throat. She was very sorry
for those children out in Michigan and
she thought it must be dreadful not to
have any shoes, or supper, or anything;
but the only money she had was that
she had been saving for the music
box, and OH she couldn't give that up,
it had taken so long to get it.
Thoughts of those poor children in
Michigan tortured her all the week and
when she started for Sunday school the
next time there was something heavy in
her pocket and something heavier in her
little heart.
She waited until the lesson was over,
and then she pat her hand in her pocket
and took out two or three handfuls of
pennies and small change. These she
laid in Miss Lucy's lap. Only a little
over So in all, but as much to her as
$500 to some older people.
''Thats for the folks in Michigan"
she said, and ran out before Mrs. Lucy
could speak.
Patty walked home, and part of the
way was through some woods. When
she had gone about half way she sat
down and cried as if her little heart
would break. When she was crying the
hardest she looked up and saw Mr..
Simms.
"Howd do, PattyP he said.
pretty w-well, sir, she answered
between her sobs.
Then he asked her what was the mat
ter, and she told him all about the peo-
pie il Michigan, for she thought be-
cause he didn't 90 10 church that be
didn't know about them. lie looked so