The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1891-05-17
THE GOOD LITTLE GIRL
* Pretty Fairy Story Tor Children of AL
Ages and Kinds.
by FRIEDRICH AUSTEY.
lcopmlqht-An RlghLs Ressrgea.l

Sights Reserued.)
one nand to her beating heart ana Iay1ne
the other hand softly upon his shoulder
(which is the proper attitude on these
occasions), reminded him that such an
expression was scarcely hess reprehensi-
BILE than actual bad language. Upon
which her hard hearted papa had told
her almost sharply, mot to be little
prigw
Priscilla forgave him, of course, and
freely, because he was her father and it
was her duty to bear with him, but she
felt the injustice deeply for all that.
Then, when she went up into the
nursery, Alick and Betty made frantic
uproar merely because she insisted on
teaching them the moves in chess when
they peryersely preferred Reversal So.
feeling baf1ed and sick at heart, she had
put on her hat and ran out all alone to a
quiet lane near her home, where she
could soothe her troubled mind by think
ing over the ingratitude and lack Of APP
probation with which her efforts wereso
continually met.
She had not gone very far up the lane
when she saw seated on a bench a bent
old woman in poke bonnet, with a
crutch handled stick in her hands, and
this old woman Priscilla (who was very
quick Of observation instantly guessed
to be fairyin which, as it fell out,
she was perfectly right.
''Good day, my pretty child" croaked
the old dame.
Good day to you, ma'am, answered
Priscilla politely, for she knew that it
was not only right but prudent to be
civil to fairies, particularly when they
take the form of old women. "But, If
you please, you mustn't call me pretty,
because am not. at least, she added,
for she prided herself upon her truthful
ness, mot exactly pretty. And | should
hate to be always thinking about my
looks, like poor Milly-she's our house
maid, you know-and l so often have to
tell her that she did not make her own
face"
81 don't alarm you, see" said the
old crone; 'sbut possibly you're not aware
that you're talking to fairyg"
''Oh, yes. | am; but I'm not bit
afraid, because, you see, fairies can only
hurt bad children.
"Ah and you're a good little child
that's not difficult to see"
They don't see it at home" said Pris-
ella, with a sad little sigh, "or they
would listen more when tell them Of
things they oughtn't to do"
"And what things do they do that
they oughtn't to, my child-if you don't
mind telling ne?a
sob! don't mind In the least" Prls-
ella fastened to assure her; and then
she told the old woman all her family's
faults, and the trial it was to bear with
them and go on trying to induce them to
mend their ways. Sand papa is getting
worse than ever" she concluded dole
fully. ''Only fancy, this very morning
he called me little prig!"
"Tut-tutp said the fairy sympathetic
ally; 'deaTy-deaTy mel So he called
you that, did he? a little prig? And
you, too? All, the worlds coming to a
pretty pass l suppose now your papa
and the rest of them have got it into
their heads that you are too young and
too inexperienced to set mp as their adj
yiser--is that it?'
I'm afraid So" admitted Priscilla
"But we mustn't blame them, 4" she added
gently; 1--WE must remember that they
don't know any better-mustn't we,
ma'amY'
"You sweet childI' said the old lady,
with enthusiasm; Il must see if can't
do something to help you, though am
~ e. 7 II
are tricks 1 can manage still if I'm put
to it. What you want is something that
will prove to them that they ought to
pay more attention to you, Ell? Some
thing there can be no possible mistake
about"
CHAPTER II.