News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1891-01-29
The sound of all this fun floated up

| time deeply interested IN the story OF
a very beautiful little girl who gave
all her time to help the poor. The
tears were almost ready to fall, SO
deeply was Myra moved by the won
derful goodness of this little girl.
She always appeared, like the fairies
of old, at Just the right time. A poor
family just about to be turned out OF
doors have their rent paid by this
| small person, who always seemed to
have just the right amount of money
in her purse. She had bowls of jelly
for the sick, made by "her own dainty
fingers "-the book said so, of course
| it was true. How she ever had time
to make Jelly, with the number of
other things she did, commonplace
people can never hope to know.
''She sang divinely," the book said,
and was always sure "to climb up
long, creaky, dark stairs when the
| last rays of the setting sun were gild
/ ing the chimney tops" to sing
Home, Sweet Home" in way that
would make Patti envious, to some
little lame child whose mother worked
for a cruel woman who did nothing
but have beautiful dresses made and
wear them out before she paid the
sick child's mother, who would have
died of despair" so the book said,
if it had not been for this wonderful
young PERSONS jellies and songs.
They always seem to go together in
books. Perhaps you have noticed
it, and may have wondered at the
appetite for jelly that these lame, sick
children have in books. Outof books
they are very different. and are very
like other children in the things they
like and dislike, and you may have
noticed that they are usually jolly.
Another thought may have occurred
to you: "Where can the mother of
these remarkable young persons,
who are so marvelously endowed for
doing good, be?' They must be very
neglectful mothers, for they seem to
pay as little attention to their child
rem as the cruel parents, or the hard
worked parents of the children who
are so greatly benefited by the
young person. When she can find
time to eat, sleep, or study is one of
the mysteries we must leave to the
world of books. This book must
have been very affecting, for Myra
finally laid the book down with eyes
full of tears, thinking how perfectly
lovely it must be to go about the
world and help the poor people and
have everybody love you! How per-
fectly lovely it would be to go down
some dark alley, where the sunlight
lo oh III, Il
ways fighting and quarreling, to
have them stop and look ashamed
as she looked ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS the
way the young person in the book
always loOks-and hear them say,
"Stopl don't you see the little lady,
and how sorry your fighting makes
her?" By this time Myra was greatly
excited. She followed the most rag
ged and forlorn of all these alley
children to a room under the roof,
and talked softly to him until he
promised her he would never fight
again. And by some magic, such as
we never know in our world, Myra
has coal, and overcoat, and toys, and
a strip of carpet, and a growing
plant, and a hot supperin that room
in length of time that would aston
ish the fairies, if there were any left
in the world.
Myra forgot the children on the
hill, her disappointment, Jean, or
the busy Mary who was always so
kind. She settled back further into
the cushions, and dreamed on of the
deeds of love and kindness she would
do if only the people about her did
not insist on her going to school,
and learning to play on the piano,
and taking care Of
| At this moment, when her wees
were bringing tears to her eyes, there
was a scream of"Ah, wurra wurra
it's kilt | am intirelyP' and then a
scream from the baby. For one min
ute Myra could not stir, and then
| she flew down the stairs and into the
kitchen, where Mary sat on the floor
holding her foot, while the baby,
with white face, was patting her
cheek.
MARY, what is it?" and Myra
! knelt down beside her.
"I'I never walk a stip in this
wor-eldr' sobbed Mary. Me foot is
scalt off," and the big tears rolled
down Mary's face. Mary had upset
a pan of hot water over her foot
while playing peek-a-boo with the
baby to make her laugh. Myra
knew that oil would be good thing
to put on Mary's foot. Running to
the buffet in the dining-room, she
persuaded Mary to let her take off
her shoe and stocking and rub her
foot with oil, and then she covered it
over with flour. Mary was soon sit
ting in the rocking-chair with her
foot resting on a stool. Jean patted
her hand, and murmured, Poo
/ Maly" over and over, while Myra
was so gentle that Mary declared
"It's worth me while gittin' scalted
to find out phat foine children We
are" and she beamed on both child
rem.
When Myra was washing the lunch
dishes, with Jean on the table trying
to wipe a plate because she wanted
to "help sister," a startled look
came into Myra's face as the thought
came:
"A girl who cannot take care of
her own loving, darling sister, and
be glad in doing it, can never expect
to make people in the great world
outside happy, especially with such a
dear mamma" and there really was
tiny splash in the dishwater.
A few weeks after Myra's mamma
said to her papa, Il notice such a
change in Myra. She does not read
so many stories, and she has grown
ever SO much more patient and help
full. | wonder what is changing herY'
81 think it must be living with her
patient, helpful MOTHER" and big,
strong Mr.. Howerd kissed his sweet
wife before she left the room to go to
the children's to see if they were cov-
cred.
And think he was right Myra
made the discovery that home is a
good place to Go goOd.-Christiar
Union.
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