The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1894-07-08
HoW rHH WHEt,BARROW wORKED
This Is a Story Tor Very. Very Little
People.

Charley Acre had the misfortune to be
an only child. During the eight years or
his life he had never known what II was
20 share his possessions with anyone
The almost inevitable result, selilshness,
was being developed in him 10 an alarm
ing extent So thought his mother, at
least. as she tried TO make plain to hlm
the meaning of the golden text for the
following. Sabbath, IT is more blessed
TO give than to receive
Don't believe it, said Charley fatty,
cycling the new red WheelbarrOW MS
father had Just given him.
suppose you try IT, suggested mother
softly.
What, give away something that real-
ly is my OWN he queried, taken atacK
al the mere thought.
Mother nodded. " Yes
Five minutes of silence followed. brok-
en- at last by voice saying obviously.
well, ma, there my OLD WheclDarrON
course, it isn't like my new One, cause
the paint is off some, and one site.
smashed. Still Dave Nachree would Ike
IL, / know He could carry the CLANS
in il for his father from the pier 10 the
house. III try it just this once, but lt
IN sorry this tire. 1 never shall again
~ on Won be, M sure said mother,
with an inward prayer to the Blcsser of
little children that lie would lay his
hands ON her boy ami so eNpel the dee
\ half hour later and n pair of red
stockings was coming slowly back home
from Dave Machree ~. Very sober was
the face of their owner as hc sat down To-
his bread and milk silently mother
watched the cloud settle deeper and lcep-
er ODD the face Of the practical experiment
TER with the golden text. Bedtime, and De-
turned % his mother the tears very near
the surface of the brown eyes. and said
positively, but with doleful ring in the
voice.
Mamma. it isn't true. and l knew 1t
wasn't That Was "a very good wheeibar-
row. after an. / could have used it rainy
Gays. J. don't feel near so good as / did
before
'Dou will pretty SOON" said mother
cheerlully. Don't you remember. when
you were vaccnated, YOU had to wait
three days before il began @ work. This
may De something OF the same nature.
but il is sure TO work sooner or later.
Upstairs went the red stockings and
doWn they came again i'm the morning,
with the elasticity apparently gone from
the feet they encased.
At 4 o'clock that afternoon Charley
looked iongingy after the troop of children
leaving the school yard then stared anita
gonlStcally at the spellinG-bOOk on whose
account he was compelled % spend this
extra halt-hOur Of imprisonment. SuppOs-
ing BE- had spelled wheel" for seal"
ana barrow for "SOrrOW that any
reason why he should be cooped up a long
half hour?
Half-past four. and he started on his
homeward way only To see Dave Nachree
loom up In the distance, trundlng the
wheelbarrow filed with clans. from the
pier TO the house. How red the paint look
ed IN the sun, and how little the broken
side showed, Back started Dave from the
house, TINS time with little Pete Machrec
on board as load. Charley drew nearer.
The little crippled unshiny Pete always
shrugged his way into the warmest corner
OF every ones heart. ?How delightedly he
was holding on 10 both sides with his
chubby fists What was that be was
shouting between the "jounces" of the
wheelbarrow?
Il love 90 love bod -love-ev yone,
'cause-I'm in-dis here barrer."
Charley stopped short in the road.
what was this strange new sensation
that thrilled and gloWed within him.
Could II be he was glad lac had given
them me wheelbarrowf one good, long
look at the little figures, from whose
throats shout OF delight issued i'm un-
ison as Dave started fun run down the
pier, and Charley made up his mind
then and there that the golden text for
next Sunday was true. Home, then. 20
proclaim that at last 1t had worked
one hour later small boy, very
flushed as TO face, very tumbled as 10
halr, ana very excited as to speech,
burst into the room crying gaspingly:
Il was tust-starting. ma, TO tell vou-
IL was allah true when Dave w-went
too fast and stubbed his we'll mean
ms toe-and Pete fell off the edge of
the-the pier into the vheelbar-I mean
the water, and his father-said If Dave
didn't have the pier that had cot caught
on the edge OF the wheelbarrow TO hold
on TO, he couldn't have kept Peters
head out OF his fath-I mean water-tilI
he came"
Mother seemed TO understand an about
II, even If II was mixed-mothers most
gen, ally do, you know. That night as
she tucked very sleepy little boy into
bed, he murmurei drowsily:
You see-l shall-try it-again because
I-felt And he was off TO the land OF
Nod-Anna NJ. Skinner IN the Sunday
School Times.