The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1893-10-25

It is often said, How little II takes to
please a childT' and. when we think Of
1t. healthy, happy youth also. not that
exotic growth, fostered into discomfort
by luxurious indulgence, but the boys
and girls we daily meet, for whom life
Is so full of promise.
By granting fulfIlment to some of
their innocent little fancies we can add
much to their happiness and content,
for often an unbecoming dress, an out
grown garment or attire. inviting Hdi-
cule. has spoiled the sunshine for many
a young heart
One Of Amy March's troubles In lit
Ftle Women was being obliged to wear
her cousins outgrown frocks. and her
budding artistic taste rebelled against
purple, which should have been blue.
do not hink should have liked be-
ing Puritan child, though doubtless
they found much happiness. even with
the stern repression, the lengthy tasks
and sobriety Of their lives, for they de-
yeloped into people of sterling worth.
I think we elders often fail to realize
the weight Of the little crosses we lay
upon the young with the best intentions.
1 recall a little gill who will always re-
member disagreeably a winter in her
childish life, and it was all on account
of pair of shoes. Her little feet, with
much swift running, peeped so often
from their coverings that her father
took her to the village shoemaker and
had her measured for a pair of shoes.
oh, how ugly they were when they were
finishedl The coarse, stiff leather, the
great square toes and buckskin lacings.
And she had to wear them even to Sun
day-school!
There the child failed to find the heav-
emily message. She could but think Of
her dreadful feet and try to cover them
with her short skirts. Every litter or
whisper among her classmates sent the
hot blood rushing through her veins.
The time was one long misery.
How they worel No stones cut them,
no rough ground hurt them, and the
careful father failed to realize the hurt
to the sensitive nature which would
be remembered when she was an old
woman.
When we give presents to our needy
young girl friends, while we remember
the substantial things for warmth and
comfort, can we not add the pretty rib
bon, the delicate pair of gloves? How
delighted the young girl will be who has
1onged for something pretty, something
new Of her own, not secondhand or
made over. In our selection of gifts to
such, let us try to change places and
recall what we would have liked in the
days when the shop windows possessed
a fascination like unto the mines of
Golconda.
As we grow old we care less for the
trifles of personal adOrnment. The af-
fairs Of life press too heavily upon us to
cause any pain from being obliged to
forego some pretty fancy, but by the
young these things are enjoyed and
1onged for.
There is to me something pitiful in
the young girl trying with her faded
trimmings to remodel her old hat or
much worn dress, which must do any
way, and 1 long and wish that could
give her all the bright things that be-
long to youth.
"You would make them vain
and frivolous" perhaps you tell me, but
no, the innocent desire for beauty graft
fed will have an influence for good,
with no more harm than comes to our
mother earth when she revels in the
beauty Of the springtime.-Marie Allen
KimbeIl i'm HOusekeeper.