The times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1890-1903, 1896-03-29

an ear-piercing noise the very moment
he finds out that it is not so cold as IL
might be-
still" said the little Primrose; still.
can't help feeling az thought tried
very hard-I could manage TO push UP a
bud or two"
And what il you could?" asked the
Rose Grossly. Perhaps il l tried very
hard l could manage TO stand upside
down. There would be as much sense IN
that as in your buds. Buds indeed "A
pretty sort of bud you would have. FIRST
a deluge Of rain would splash 10 all over
with mud. and II it lived through that
squinch. IL would be all Hipped ana
pinched up by the frost. YOU would Ike
that. would you not, silly Then thefe
the snow: / had forgotten that. ii doesn I
trouble me much. unless 10 should be
really deep; but youl You simply vanish
-disappear-just as you did that DAY
when the old Squire dropped his hand
keFchief right on the top Of you. what
would your precious bullets say 10 a
heap OF white stuff on their heads. l
should like TO known
1T may be foolish" said the Primrose
apoiosotically: "still II almost think
ooh, have IL your own way only don
creatures. You don't see my family doing
things all out of season. We don't even
care to hang out many leaves this time
Of year. We do what might be thought
proper. There's that noisy bird again.!
The Primrose sighed aud said no more;
but II the Rose had looked very carefully
the next day he would have seen some
thing like tiny point of light In the
middle of his neighbours leaves.
Now. Miss Beatrice. my dear. I am
going to take you out in the garden IN
your chair Look at the sunshine doesn' I
IL seem bright after all those dark days
we have been haying?"
Little Beatrice. who was very weak
after a long Illness, did not appear at all
pleased az her nurses plan.
"Oh. dear" said she, must II l don't
want to. / don't Ike the winter, and 1t
is so duh I'm the garden There are no
flowers and no leaves, and all the grass
IS humpy and ugly 1 don't want TO so
out. Nurse"
Now my dear just look at the beauti-
ful clear sky and the sum-" said the kind
old nurse as she wrapped the little girl
warmly UP, and put on her cosy fur cap
and knitted gloves. "the air Is so sweet
and fresh. II will do you good"
said Beatrice-who l am sorry TO say
looked rather inclined TO sulk-"and there
are no flowers"
Perhaps we shall find some" said the
nurse cheorfully, as she put her little
charge into a low chair on wheels. we
will go along the path near the wood
and see If there are any,
Beatrice made no reply. She thought
she knew better than Nurse, that look
ing for flowers now would be useless. ana
/ think she forgot that Nurse had lived
q good deal longer than she had, and
might perhaps know better Little girls
do sometimes think they know best and
so do little boys for the matter Of that.
There. Miss Beatricel What did |
say?" exclaimed Nurse, stopping by The
Primrose plant. Here are some now
ers."
Beatrice sat forward IN her chair and
clapped her hands with delight.
"Oh Nursey." said she. two darling,
dear little baby prlmrosos, Did you ever
sec anything so beautiful? oh, ] am so
clad we came this way." Then she kiss
ed her fingers 10 the Primrose. Dear
little plant, / believe you came out JUST
on purpose for me. DO let US come again
tomorrow. Nursey, and every day l.
look at the darling little thinss'
Then the chair was wheeled on, and
Beatrices voice died away in the dis
lance.
well" said the Rose snappishly, Il
suppose YOU will be saying that since you
have pleased that stupid creature you are
rewarded for the trouble those buds OF
yours have given you. 1 shouldn't con-
descend to that kind Of thing
II want no reward" said the Primrose
humbly: you know ! had 20 do nay best
10 nut out my little flower. We All 10
the most we can. But 1 am very glad
could give pleasure at the same time
very glad indeed
There were good many mild days
after the first prlmroses appeared, ana
each morning Beatrice came to see and
TO count them. And. by and by, she
came running down the path, and the
wheeled chair was put away. while II
there were no flowers on the Primrose
neighbour. there were bright roses bloom
ing In the cheeks that had been so thin
and pale.
1T seems a funny thing TO say OBJ
served Nurse. but Miss Beatrice took a
turn for the better directly she saw
those Primrose buds
Fortunately the Rose Tree did not hear
her.