The Somerset reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1868-1909, 1889-09-05

mousse and no one lives in it but just her
self and me-"
Poly's face fell, and the tears gathered
In her eyes.
''ManIsy is our mamma, explained Pat
ty land 1t was so pretty here, Polly
thought II was Gods house, one OF the
mansions. you know, and that perhaps
wen ind Mamsy."
Where did YOU come from, and where
are you goingi" asked the girl.
we came from St. Marys Home, .
said Patty. Were little wanderers and
were gong around the world
"Sakes alive! Miss Craig do come
here" And tall. elderly lady, with a
grave, rather severe face, came from the
parlor, and stood in the doorway.
Here's two children, come all the way
from the city, explained the girl, who
say they are going around the world.
Bless EN- They don't know now far ii
Sand don't suppose they We had any
thing to eat all day"
No. we haven't" said Polly, Patty
/ said God would send US some dinner, but
F., he hasn't yet"
Miss Craig's face softened as she look
ed down to the two innocent, trusting
faces raised to hers.
Take them into the dning-room, Bet
ty," she said, land give them something
to eat. Then undress them and put them
to bed, while write to the Home. The
sisters will be anxious about them, and be-
glad to know that they are safe.
Miss Craig knew that children must be
fed, and she was dimly conciou. that the
next important thing to do was to put
them to bed; but as 1t was nearly dusk
and Patty and Polly were tired as well as
hungry, they submitted willingly enough
to Miss Crag's orders.
Such a beautiful dining-room, with
carved sideboards laden with shining
glass and silver they had never before !:
such biscuits and beef, such strawberries
and cream they had never eaten. And
when Betty led them up into pretty
white curtained chamber, and helped
them climb up into the high, oldfashion-
ed bed, where they sank down among the
soft feathers like birds In nest, they
were for long time too happy to sleep.
I'VE must get up early in the morning
said Patty at last, land start on again, or
we shan't find out about the world"
Il don't care one bit about the big
wound world" answered Polly, IL like
gardens and flowers, and strawberries,
and cweam, and nice old ladies' with grey
curls. And | don't know" she added
with little feeling of shame. as if she
were afraid of saying something naugh-
ty, las care vewy much about heaven.
1t is so comfortable here"
Then she turned over and went to sleep,
An hour later when Miss Craig came in to
look at them, they were lying with their
arms about each other, and the little pink
sun-bonnets were hanging from the posts
of the tall bedstead.
Miss Craig smiled, and then few tears
gathered In her eyes as she looked at
them. A strange new tenderness awoke
in her heart Us she looked at the little
sleepers.
"God sent them to me, ! do believe
she said to herself; land they shall stay
with me-
| So she went down stairs and added a
postscript to her letter, telling the mat
ron Of st. Marys Home that she had de-
cided to ad opt the two little wanderers,
and that she would come into the city and
have the proper papers made out
| twas explained to Patty the next
morning that a journey around the world
was one of many thousand miles, and
that great oceans must be crossed, aud
many high mountains must be climbed,
before one could reach the journeys end.
So she gave up her dreams of being dis
coNerer, and the two pink sun-bonnets
were hung up in the hall of Miss Craigs
white house, where they remained for
many years.-IhJ Sanday School Times