The Houma courier. (Houma, La.) 1878-1939, 1892-04-16

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thing comes to this dead looking
root. perhaps you will End it easier
to believe what beautiful change haa
come for your m other. "
So the lady covered the bulb and
Glory helped to pat down the earth
with her thin little hand, and then the
pot was placed on the window ledge
close by the bed. Miss Gay would not
tell Glory what she was to expect, but
bidding her look at the flower pot
every morning and some day her pa.
tience would be rewarded, she left her.
The moment the child walked the next
morning she looked eagerly toward the
window, but the earth in the pot
looked just as it had the night before,
and as day after day went by and as
Glory could see no change she began
to lose hope. But one sunny morning
as she glanced towards the flower pot
she gave a little cry of delight, for
there was curious green thing push
ing up through the earth. 1t felt hard
and smooth when she touched it with
her fingers, and she wondered how it
came there. The next morning it was
longer and greener, and the next. day,
to the little Watchers great delight, it
began to unfold some beautiful green
leaves.
Those of you who have always seen
plants growing all about you cannot
imagine what a marvellous thing this
lily was to Glory as it shot up its long
stem and added leaf after leaf, until il
grew so tall that the nurse had to set
it upon the floor. The child talked
to it and loved it as other children love
and play with their kittens and dolls,
and it helped her through many weary
hours when her poor little body was
full of aches and pains.
When the warm, bright days of
March came the lily seemed to rejoice
in the sunshine which came streaming
in at the window, and one day it un-
folded its leaves and showed Glory
what she called nest of little green
eggs. These grew larger and whittier
each day until one morning, when Miss
Gay came, Glory told her the largest
one pointed at her like a long white
finger.
Tomorrow will be Easter Sunday,
dear, and hope it will be happy one
for you. The doctor is going to let you
try to walk little tomorrow"
Then how Glory's brown eyes
sparkled and how long it seemed to
wait for the next day. In the morning,
as she lay half asleep, listening to the
Easter chimes, she became conscious
that the air was filled with delicious
perfume Could Miss Gay have come
so early, she wondered, as she quickly
opened her eyes, but no, there was only
the nurse down at the further end OF
the room. Then Glory looked over tc
the window, aud there was beautiful
white flower bending toward her and
sending out it's fragrance.
"I'm not sad about mother any more, >
she said, after few moments, looking
up at Miss Gay, who had just come in
with the doctor "This lovely thing
came out of its dark grave, and now
believe what you said about the first
Easter" and Glory reached up anC
kissed the lily's soft petals.
Just then the nurse came with {
bowl of hot broth, after which the doc
tor said that now they would try wha
could be accomplished in the way O.
walking She trembled with excite
ment when the doctor lifted her anC
gently stood her upon the floor and i
was proud and happy moment wheI
she staggered to chair that stool
near. Very stumbling and uncertain
steps they were, but it was walking
and the first walking that Glory eve
remembered having done. When sh
again lay in her bed with the iii.
bending over her and when she hear,
the doctor saying that in a month sh
should walk home to Maggie, she fel
that her Easter was indeed joyfu
one.-N. Y. World.