The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1898-10-29

forted.
Stay sorrows tear. q
Whatever be thy longing or thy need
That do thou give.
! Sc shall thy soul be fed. and thou indeed
Shalt truly live
II don't think you need that lesson.
sweet things. You bright sunfower, I
see how you're sheltering that delicate
sweet pea" She nodded good-by 10 her
flowers, and walked through the house
to the front door.
ayes, / called you" She smiled.
brightly to the ragged and dirty boy
as he waited in wonder. II want to
ask If you have time TO work for half
an hour in my flower garden. ! can
j give ten cents"
"Yes'm."
She was not at all discouraged by the
dull, indifferent answer. She hoped TO
brighten him by and by. ''Cope in,
then. What is yonr name?"
"Jim.''
"You can call me Miss Grace"
She led him to the kitchen table, and
pointed to the bright tin basin. Il
think you must wash off some of that
dirt. Iwouldn't like my pretty flowers
TO know that dirt ever gets where it
doesn't belong"
The boy stared. and then silently
obeyed.
"Takc this basket--isn't il pretty
one land these scissors. Now cut
off all the dead blossoms and put them
in the basket. l will be there by the
window II you want anything"
As she sewed and watched, she
planned. This child was lonesome.
The careful mothers were determined
to ostracize him She could see that
he was not n model playmate for ten
derly-reared children. Well, she also
was lonesome. And il appeared that
she also was TO be ostracized, and for
but slightly different reasons. She
could not boldly appeal TO others for
friendship. Then why could not these
two, together with her Master, help
and cheer other lonely ones? At the
end Of the half hour she raped on the
window.
Jim looked around, put the basket
on the ground. and ran to the window.
81 amt half through yet. There are
lot more deaders. Can't go on?' he
asked, eagerly
Miss Grace hesitated.
"You needn't pay me any more. II
you'll only let me, I'll do il for moth
ing!"
go on, then, IL you want to. I'll be
very much obliged TO you"
Jim no longer annoyed the neigh
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doors and frankly demanding com
partnership. But at all hours of the day
he freely entered the dressmaker's
home. He amazed her by the way he
speedily and aifectionately chung 20
her. To the lonely young woman this
rough, uncared-for child was some
thing TO which she could attach her
love and care. She was glad to find
that the lazy and careless mother had
no objection TO the intimacy estab-
lished.
Jim was an invaluable assistant in
the garden and in the house, too. They
spent many pleasant and profitable
hours together. Sometimes she In
vited him 10 share her simple meals,
At such times he delighted in washing
the few dishes while she told him won
derful stories. She soon found that he
was really bright, and only needed
cleaning and polishing TO make a most
charming and amusing companion.
After one very hot and sleepless
night she dressed early and went into
the garden. "Jiml" she exclaimed
what does this mean?"
He was leaning over a flower. Her
voice startled him so that he slipped
and sat down hard on the brick walk
Two other boys shrank back guilty
behind tall rosebush jim looked uT
helplessly.
Miss Grace waited and tried not ia
look stern.
we'll told em about your garden
and they amt ever been close to flow
ers, and they just wanted TO come
look-so--I brought 'em!" As he con
fessed he industriously pulled up grass
from between the bricks. II was worl
he ordinarily detested.
"Why didn't you ask me first?'
Didn't think you'd let them fellows
on yonr place."
Then, Jim. you shouldn't have
Why did you bring them so early?"
They amt fellows for you to see
They swear. Thought you'd b'
asleep"
Miss Grace gasped. Was il really
: consideration for her, or precaution
airy arrangement?
, "Jim, what is that In that boys
pocketP" She pointed an accusing fin
J ger at some flowers sticking out.
! One of the boys, not hearing violent
words, as he expected, had yenturet
7 TO move that he might see this dreaded
owner of the garden.
Jim grew red, but he looked squarely
at the dressmaker. They amt any
J thing but half dead ones like them yoi
(. told me TO cut off this morning" h,
E hurriedly explained. Hes got +,
r grandma that amt been ont of bee