Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1899-11-02
What Made Virginia Laugh.

Well. cid you do it, 'Lexandsi
 Knox?"
 No, never-she just looked so-
 berer than ever!'
 That's poetry!" laughed Phoebe.
 T. was easy enough to maKe Phoebe
 laugh
 Alexander plunged both grimy little
 hand into his pockets and looked
 gloom,
 q s.o7o On my head three times a-runn.n -"
 "Oh, my, I couldn't do that!" cried Phoebe, mischievously.
 A I turned three somersaults a-running'," continued 'Lexander se- Terely, and she never laughed one little smile-no, she never! l doo't know what to do next"
 T couldn't make her, either" said Phoebe. "I tried and tried. Every body else laughed; grandma did and nurse and everybody but just Virginia. l guess we nights we'll give it up, Lexander."
 It looked that way. Everybody in the house had been trying to make solemn-faced little Virginia laugh. II they could just make her do it once. the backbone Of the storm would 6e broken, grandma said, and the suo would have chance to come out flor good"
 It was quite a serious case. Virginia had really a good cause for being sor- rowful. When one is only 4 years old and has had the croup and can't go to the next-door baby,N birthday party well, what is there to laugh at?
 Virginia pressed her tip-tilted little nose fiat against window-pane and cried quiet little raindrops that twink led in the sun. And everybody was SD sorry for Vfrginia-why, even the chickens outside seemed sorry! There was one lanky. half-grown little fellow in yellow coat, half feathers and half down and half bare skin (but that's too many halvesD who seemed espe- i cially sorry for Virginia. He cooked l his ridiculous little head at her and blinked one bright eye.
 That little girl ought not to be cry ing-dear me, nol@ he seemed to be thinking to himself. Somebody ought [ to put stop to it at once. The idea of cry when there's just been a rain and the angleworTas are so plenty E Somebody ought to entertain that lit. tie girl have it..9
 And then Little Banky Fellow strut ted away importantly. Just the thingi If anything would comfort the IittIs girl that would He futtered up on to the wheelbarrow and stood just un, E der Virginia's window and Tapped his funny. bare wings and-crowedi It was a hoarse. cracked, little baby crow but he stretched his long neck and opened his mouth to a frightful sxtent-and erowed and crowed and crowd. He was so very important md proud of himself. and the crow was so very hoarse and off the key!
 Ther Virginia lauehed.
 ANNIE HAMILTON DONNELL
 Family of Musical Tastes.
 HaTper's Bazar;. A gentleman of de- ided and highly cultivated musical astes, wishing to change his residence. dvertised for rooms in "a private fam ly fond of music. The next mall rought him the following reply: Dear Sir.-I think we could accom- oodate you with rooms. and as for nusic one of my daughters plays the arior organ and gittar; another ono lays the aecordeon and banjo; l play cornet and fiddle; my wife I.iays the armonica, and my son the flute. We Il sing and if you are a good tenner inging you would fit right in when we ct to sing,ag gospel hymns evenings. pr none of us sing tenner. Or if you lay the base vial we have one right ere in the house. If you want music s well as board we could accommodate ou and there would be no extra harge for it..