Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1890-04-21
SOMETHING FOR TaE CHILDREN

This story was written by true friend
expressly for cur young Jour- al readers,
who will, am sure all join with me in Re
turning sincere thanks for il. G.. Is.
Dear Houng Foiks:-i am goirg to tell
you = story about two little girls. When
you have read it, I wish YOU to think
moment and decide which one you had
rather be like. Their names are Ida snt
Doris, and they are cousins. Ida is
twelve and Doris eight years of age. They
have been plsyma,es ever Stree Dot, as she
10 Gale d. has been old enough to plsy AZ
anything.
Ida has a cunning little play house
bull, like a real house, on email scale
It stands on her fathers lawn. well back
from the street. Ia summer, it is shad. d
by q beautiful tree, and sure und.d by
flowers. IL contains one room, nicely car.
peted, and is furnished with a tiny stove. IL
table, two little rocking chairs. and can't
begin to tell you all of the dolly filings.
Ind. ed there are so many that it requires
the strictest care on the part of the it'll
house keepers 10 prevent the room beng
10 .clutter" all the time
The doll carriages. cribs and chairs are
always filled with dolls of all sorts and
sizes mus, not forget to tell you, that
there is a china closet filed with a set of
lovely lille dishes, which are the special
pride Of their owners. 1t stands disecily
opposite the door.
On the day of which write. Doris was
spending the afternoon with her cou,in.
They had taken tea in the play house las
they often tid). ard were having very
pleasant time. OF course, rs Doris was
Lida's guest. she yielded to h. and tried II
every way to please her. Doris WAS very
Wiling TO manage FOR both. and Lia's pa
tience was often sorely tried; but she cou
sidered that her twelve years placed her
quite above qusrreiing with such a tile
girl A. her black eyed. curly headed cousin.
Dear Ida. her scft brown ewes will never
weep such bitter tears for her own hasty,
passionate ACTS. as Doris will shed.
Nov we will rock the babies asleep"
said Doris. settling herself in her little chair
With her largest dolly in her arms. Ida
sat down thoushtfuily. She did not seem
to be listening to her cou.in's merry chat
ter, and after she hs / hummed 'rock-a bye
baby" mi ute, she suddenly turned 10
Dori. and said, Doris, do you know am
getting too big for this play house 1 think
I shall give It to you for a birthday present
I've bad it almost Ave years and smash
In through the door came much abused
and battered bail, landing in the mid,t
of the dishes in the china closet. and re
bounding, upset Philena, Ii las choicest
doll
d iris was the first to star. up. her eyes
flashing and her cheeks flushing with ex-
cifement Charlie Danvers did that,
know he di1! she excla med. Those
would have been my dishes, wouldn't they
Lids, il the b, u-e was miner"
Ida did not reply at once She recog-
nizsd the ball and knew that it did belong
10 Charlie Dsnvers She lifted the doll and
examined it. and Anding no fractures began
to pick up the broken china Charlie
didn't mean to, know" she said
He did, he did kaoT he did" stormed
Doris. stamping her small foot. ale is a
great. mean. hateful boy
The last sentence was directed 10 the lad
himself. as he came in rather unceremoni
ously At the door. He might have entered
in q more polite msnrer, but beirg in great
hssts he forgot that there was 4 difference
of some two inches between the height Of
the door pests and his stature. He did no:
come in exactly head first" but all in a
heap, and for q minute gave promise of
doing more mischief than his bali had done
However the smsrt rap vbich his head re-
ceived did not delay his apologies %. Ida,
didn't mean to break your dishes. I'm so
sorry, I'll get you soma more though
Doris had dropped her Ill. aud with all
her small eighty earl old strength was try
ing to push their visitor from the room, all
the time scolding and declaring that this
was going to be her house and che wouldn't
have him in it, The dishes were gong TO
be hers too.
Ida had Stopped in her wo-k Of arrang
ing the dishes and was trying to se,
char ca to assure Charlie tha. she felt no i'll
will towards him. She saw that one tenn
pie was swollen and red from the bump he
had given il, and she knew tina. unless it
vas speedily bsthed 1t would be black and
blue" for a week SO she rose, saving,
Come. Charlie. let's go to the house
minute" Then ,urning)to Doris gsDtly
said. No, Dot, couldn't give the dishe.
away. Aunt Lucy gave them to me ~
Doris unds rstcod that Aunt Lucy was dead, |
but with sudden d. uitv she began gatn-r-
ing up her family of dolls, and VII lie the (
two older children started toward the house, I
she walked down the path TO the street,
calling bsck. IF can't have the di.he. |
won't have the Old play house. 80 there!-
Poor unhappy little Doris, she didn't get |
farther than the gate. where she iiuxered /
until Charles head was bsihei with some
thing that Liis's mamma knew va good for
bruises. and then she had the misery of see.
Ing then get cut the croqaet msllets for
game in which she was not invited t. i'm.
Ida. indes 4. wi,hed TO cali her, but Charlie
81 jected stouily. and she knew that Doris
sas in no pleasant m I'D. and vas best left
70 herself until she chose to be goo. Here
ne leave them, Ida loving AMI forgiving
slo~ TO think or believe evil of an, one.
Doris-1us we hope if any of our little
friends have her unhappy disposition they
will strive to couqaer it. lest it grow with
heir growth and strengthen with their
trength. FIJI.