Arizona republican., 1891-04-08

she proudly put great, beautiful pink blossom into his hand. He could not sec that it was pink, but he felt that it was lovely, and he kissed the pretty flower and murmured, "You little beauty" and that made the Morning Glory very happy, for all mothers dearly love to have their babies admired, you know.
 And the next morning Somebody had q surprise for the Morning Glory. That was secret, too. No one knew it yet but the doctor, and Somebody drew the little Morning Glory close to his lips and whispered it into her ear. Then the little green hand twined about the great white one, and this is what it said, 'I am so glad that you are not going to be blind any more." And Somebody understood it, and the Morning Glory again felt two great warm drops which she knew to be tears; but they were not bitter like the first ones; they were very sweet, because they were tears of joy.
 After this Somebody went away and was gone long time. The weeks pass, ed and he did not return, and the little Morning Glory was very sad; she felt hurt that he had left her so suddenly and with no word of adieu.
 Everything was in state of great hustle and preparation all over the place. Little Morning Glory could hear them hammering and running about, and she felt that something was going to happen. Once she caught the word "bride," and something told her what it all meant, and little jealous pain went through her heart, for she had once overheard the housemaid telling the cook that all men were fickle, and that when they were away from one they never thought of one at all, and were taken up with whoever was nearest them, and the cook had agreed fully with all that the housemaid had said, and the cook knew men if any one did, she said.
 So little Morning Glory hung her leaves in sadness and quite forgot to feel proud of her pretty pink babies--for there were great many of them now.
 Once she felt something tug at her roots and a rough hand grasped her; then kind voice said, Don't touch that: master loved the little vine, and 1t must be left as it is." Oh, how relieved little Morning Glory felt at these words! She reached out and tried to touch the speaker, but the maid hurried away and never saw the little green hands at all.
 Soon the nights began to be chilly, and one by one her babies left her and fut- tered to the ground, aud she herself grew pale and felt very weak and ill, and she feared that she was going to die. How she wished that Somebody would come back; she was afraid that he would be too late.
 One morning she heard the window open, and Somebody again stood there; there was some one with him now--a beautiful lady--and he held her in his arms and called her Sweetheart" In his new happiness he had quite forgotten his little friend, and Morning Glory's heart ached as she remembered what the maid had told the cook.
 Just then Somebody looked out and saw poor little Morning Glory with her leaves all faded and brown, and he re- preached himself because he had not thought of her before.
 Here, dearest" he said to the lady, "this is the little friend I told you of, and he laid the withered little stem in the lady's delicate hand.
 A glad thrill ran through the Morning Glory, and she dropped sixty tiny seeds into the soft open palm; then as the wind swept around the corner sudden shud. l der seized her, and little Morning Glory was dead.
 "See!my pet!" said Somebody, pointing to the little black seeds, that means good luck; 1t is her gift to the bride"
 And the beautiful lady smiled and she put the seed. in a little box. saying, Next year we will have another Morn ing Glory vine there just like the old one. v
 No" said Somebody, "never one quite like that, for that one was like little friend; it really seemed to understand me. But then I don't need any one to understand me now, for l have you" and again the lady was folded in loving embrace and Somebody kissed her softly. Marie Moore Morse in Chicago Times