The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1891-05-30
THE MORNING GLORY.

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Once upon time, somewhere, in
Somebody's garden, there grew a Morn
ing Glory vine. Nobody kenw how it
came there, for no one had planted it,
but it was q pretty little thing, with
green hearts for leaves and cunning little
pale green curls here and there upon its
fuzzy stem.
She wanted to get up off of the ground
where she had been all of her short life,
so she crept slowly along to find some
thing to take hold Of, that she might
climb high up into the bright sunlight.
She put out her tender tendrils and felt
carefully along, for she was blind, poor
little thing, and could not see where she
was going.
As she reached out she felt something
hard. "Ah, perhaps this is something
high" thought the Morning Glory, so
she crawled up the side quite to the top,
but she was not high at all--not much
higher than the ground-for it was only
a small stone that she had found so she
sadly crept back down the other side,
and she lay there quite discouraged.
There was an old man who used to take
care Of Somebody's garden, and he saw
this plant growing there and CROPPING
about for a support, SO he fastened a
string from a peg stuck into the ground
up to Somebody's window sill, and then
he quite forgot all about it.
The next morning the Morning Glory
felt more cheerful, and she started upon
her search again. She had not far to go
this time, because the kind old man had
fastened the peg very near to where she
lay; so she reached about with caution
to avoid another stone, and took hold of
the string.
The poor, sightless little thing did not
know that the old man had put it there
for her, but somehow she felt that it
would lead her where she so wished to
COUP toward the beautiful sky and the
great golden sun.
So she climbed along the string, slowly
at first, then faster each day as she be-
gan to know the way, until, like Jacks
beanstalk, she had reached the window
sill.
Now Somebody, the person who owned
the garden, was i'll SO ill that he had to
stay always in his room with an ugly
black bandage over his eyes, and the doc
tors feared that he might never see again.
He was very unhappy, and was often
oh, so very!-cross; and the servants
quite feared him when he spoke to them
in q harsh and authoritative voice.
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alone in his great house, with many
people TO wait upon him and with ever
so much money to buy thing to make
him happy. But the things that ono
buys do not always make one happy
and he was terribly wretched in his big
fine house.
One morning he groped his way to the
open window and put his hand out upon
the side Of the frame, and he felt little
! sharp nail. Now, if he had been gentle
the nail would not have hurt him, for il
was a harmless little thing but he made
q rough impatient movement and il
caught his finger and bruised it little
This made Somebody very angry, ant
he said some very unpleasant thing
about Tie person who dared to put mai
outside his window, and he felt about
very cautiously this time, to find tn,
nail once more, that he might tear it out
l. So he moved his hand slowly alonl
upon the sill, and the Morning Glory wa
reaching her little hand about there a
n the same time, and their two hands met
One did not look at all like hand, bu
it was one just the same, and the ittl
green hand grasped the great white on
- and they seemed to know and to under
stand each other at once, for the littl
g green hand said to the large white ON
very tenderly: "Ohl so you are blind
too! am so sorTyl"
The great hand did not try TO find th
nail after that; it just touched the Morn
ing Glory with a soft caress and tw
great drops fell upon her leaves. The
felt strangely and not at all like the coo
rain drops which sometimes watered tn
z. Morning Glory, and something told he
that these drops were tears.
Now, after this, these two-Somebod
and the Morning Glory-grew to loy
"' each other very dearly, and each da
they would feel about for one anothe
Ia and the dainty Morning Glory woul
- nestle against his bearded cheek an
Somebody would pet her and stroke HI
leaves very gently.
= And the cheerful hopefulness of Il
little green plant helped Somebody to
a little bit hopeful, too You see it w
harder for him, for he had not alwa,
A baan blind while she had neverseen, al
was so used TO it that now she hard
minded it ut all.
he'd One. morning the Morning Glol
ed brought her friend a surprise. She hi
kept it secret all the while, and no
che proudly put a great, beautiful pin
g. blossom into his hand. He could n
~ ser Chat was pink, but he felt that
was lovely, and he kissed the pref
flower and mumured, you lit
beauy;" and that made the Mornii
q. Glory very happy, for all mothers dear
l1sc to have their babies admired, y,
know.
u., And the next morning Somebody h
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