The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1890-08-21
That is very sad" said mamma.

'Nhcn they have SO much money. why
couldn't Pauline have sent the nurse to
buy her sweet temper. and nice papa,
who would not drink too much wine?
Why didn't she ask Aunt Sarah. or some
one, to buy her dear. new mamma, to
kiss her at night, and love her always?"
Jasmine hid her face on mammals
shoulder.
Mamma Ferry she cried, I'D rather
have you, and papa, and my Claribel,
with her arm br oxen, and the paint
rubbed off her nose. and our little house
with no carpets or Enthusiastically
than all the beautiful things at Pau
lines ] had truly"
Mamma smiled and said: II told you
so, dear. We are rich-richer than the
CARTONS. Julia d. Peck, in Golden
Rule.
Help Yourself.
Where's my hat?' cried Kate. II
can't find it.
why can't you?" asked Mrs. Cor
don. NO one wears your hat but your
self"
'.Rnt must have mislaid it."
''Then find it. Your eyes are as good
| as mine or your brothers."
Il think some one might help me-"
complained Kate.
i do not agree with YOU" replied her
| mother, firmly. Il think you are old
enough and big enough to wait on your
| SELF
why, I'm sure do. mamma" cried
! Kate. remonstratingly. Il do all my
ROOM"
YES, and every morning you ask
Mary to bring You the dish pan or the
broom: you send Harry after needles
| and cotton, and some one in the house
is continually running errands for you.
1t doesn't do any harm to be oblig-
ing. I'm sure.' said Kate. with fret
| full shrug. II do favors for other peo-
ple."
"iou " casionally do service for one
of US that we can not very we'll do our
selves" replied Mrs. Gordon, drawing
| Kate to her tide; ''but that is not what
we are talk ng about. We should all
be agreeable and obliging, but that is
no reason VIII you should call on others
| to do a services you can do as easily your
SELF II you grow up depending on
others, you will lose that selfre lance
which renders life successful. Do you
remember yo,r Cousin Lewis?'
'rhe one who was lost at sea?''
Yes ! am sorry to say he was a
very bad boy. lie was pampered SO that
he came to regard every one as little
better than servant, and he finally be-
L I'LL 1, l. H.,
do the simplest thing without assist
ance. When he was left an orphan he
led miserable lie. lie could not earn
Ia living, because no employer would
stand his idleness and impudence. and
had he not been drowned. ! think he
would have turned out dishonest"
.Oh, mother. and do you think /"
by no means. dear. am only pu.-
ting the lesson in its strongest light.
| Don't forget it and-wait on yourself"
-Myra Percy, in Golden Days.
The Hen and the baby.
Once upon time, long ago, there was
an old fashioned farmhouse with very
large kitchen.
| This kitchen had two doors, ore OPEN
| ing into the yard, and one into the
orchard. where the hens were some
times let out to scratch about.
One morning there was dear little
baby girl sitting on the floor right in
the middle of the room, where she could
play with her spools and look out of
doors 1T the same time. On ono side
she could look out into the yard and
study :he big pump, and on the other
she colld watch the chickens running
about nnder the apple-:rees.
/ When no one was at the Jump she
liked the chickens best. and tried to call
them to her.
One day the little brown hen came up
to the door and looked in. All was STILL
She could see no one but the brown-eyed
baby sitting fiat on her blanket.
''Da! da:" said baby.
"Cluck! cluck!' said the little brown
hen.
"Da! da.' sqnealcd little brown-eyes,
shaking her spools in delight
The little brown hen cooked her head
on one side and looked at baby's little
red boots with the black buttons on
them.
''rhey are good to eat. she concluded,
and hoped little nearer, and then a
little nearer, until she came at last to
the little red shoes--and soon she was
Juggling at them with her bill, trying in
vain to get them Off
"Da! da." said baby, pleased with her
now playmate and not bit afraid.
"Cluck! cluck!" said the hen, wonder
ing why these strange berries wouldn't
come of their stems, when ''Shool
shoo." came from behind and sent her
flying from the kitchen in hurry to
find the other hens and tell them of her
discovery.
And then baby began to cry because
she didn't like to have her caller driven
away SO suddenly.-Youth's Companion.
The Same Material.
Whether indoors or out, walking. rid.
ing or rowing; whether in the cellar,
kitchen. parlor or bedroom, we see
thousands of things made of seemingly
strange material, which, ii examined,
would show us the same stuff-the nat
ural produce of the earth-used by the
savages. but differently and dexterous-
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