The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1892-04-16

appeared in the doorway. In her hand
she held a beautiful dark-red rose,
which she gave to Glory as she sat
down by her bedside. This rose, with
its rich, velvety petals and its delicious
fragrance, was a wonderful thing to the
sick child. but it did not e to her
what it e to you Perhaps you
will not believe it, but this was actual
" the first flower she had ever seen,
and though it seemed very beautiful
she did not dream that it was a living
thing-that it had grown from atiny
green bud into this lovely flower.
After talking awhile Miss Gay pro-
ceeded to unfold some plans she had
been making. and before she was half
through Glory'seycs were shining with
excitement. Miss Gay had consulted a
doctor about the child and he thought
there might he n possibility OF curing
her if she could BE- in some place where
she could be carefully taken care of,
and Miss Gay proposed that she 90 to a
hospital situated moi far from the alley
where she now lived and let this doc
tor try to cure her. II would take
many months and then he would not,
perhaps, be successful. But. after talk
ing it over, Maggie agreed with Miss
Gay that it would BE- worth trying; and
as the lady promised TO bear all the
expense and Glory agreed to lie still a
whole year if she could only walk
around at the end of hat time, IT was
decided that in thu morning she should
so to the hospital.
She cried a little mex day at parting
from Maggie, but her sister was to
come to See her every Saturday. so she
choked back the tears and drove OF
with a smiling face. waving her hand
to Mrs. Mcguire and her six children,
who were crowded at the window 10
see her off.
When they arrived at the hospital
Glory forgot all loncsomcness in the
wonder with which sh. gazcd at the
two long rows of tiny white beds
stretching down the whole length of
the room. To her yes, unaccustomcd
to anything but the dingy room and
its battered furniture, everything
looked very grand; and when, after
having a warn. bath and a cup of de-
licious broth, she was laid in n of
the beds, with its fresh, clean sheets
and snowy counterpane, it seemed as
If she were in another world from the
one in which she had been living.
As the weeks went on the careful
nursing and the strengthening food did
wonders for Glory. but it was often
very hard for her TO lie there patiently
day after day with the poo- lame leg
held down by heavy weights Once in
awhile the doctor would remove the
bandagcs, and would appear satisfied
with the result of his examination.
One day in December Miss Gay came
in with two small parcels in her hand
and sat down by GlOry's side. She un-
did the larger bundle and disclosed to
the child's wondering eyes a flower pot,
filled with moist earth. She had never
seen Il flower pot nor a growing plant.
for all her life had been spent on a bel
in an attic, and though she had heard
people speak of trees and green grass,
she haG no idea that they were living,
GU az tNabE" hao LAY hNA olNhNt
the other parcel and showed Glory a
round whitish-brown object, asked
her if She could tell what it was 1t
looks something like an onion, only
different, ventured the little invalid
but Miss Gay shook her head.
NO. it is something nicer than an
onion; and now ! will show You a won
der. and she scoopcd a little hole in
the earth which filed the flower pot
Il am going TO bury this in the ground,
and cover it all up and leave it." -
Just as they left poor mother" put
in Glory p~laintively.
yes, just as they did your mother,
and when you See what Il wonderful
thing comes to this dead looking
root, perhaps you will fnd it easier
to believe what a beautiful change has
C Dme for your mother"
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