Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1901-08-05

/ cen and was SO used to it that now
GIe hardly minded it at all.
One morning the Morning Glory
brought her friend a surprise. She had
! kept it Il secret all the while, and now
she r"oudly put great, beautiful pink
blossom into his hand. He could not
see that it was pink, but he felt that
! It was lovely, and he kissed the pretty
! G0ver and murmured, You little
! beauty" And that made the Morning
/ Glory very happy, for all mothers
( dearly love to have their babies ad
mired, you know.
/ And the next morning Somebody had
| surprise for the Morning Glory. That
was a secret too. No one knew it yet
/ but the doctor, and Somebody drew the
/ little Morning Glory close to his lips
| and whispered it into her ear. Then
/ the little green hand twined about the
great white one, and this is what it
/ said: 81 am SO glad that you are not
/ going to be blind any more" And
Somebody understood it, and the Morn
| ing Glory again felt two great, warm
drops, which she knew to be tears. But
! they were not bitter tears, like the first
ones; they were very sweet, because
they were tears of joy.
After this Somebody went away and
was gone a long time. The weeks
| passed, and he did not return, and the
little Morning Glory was very sad. She
! felt hurt that he had left her so sud
denly and with no word Of adeu.
Everything was in q state of great
hustle and preparation all over the
place. Little Morning Glory could hear
them hammering and running about,
and she felt that something was going
to happen. Once she caught the word
! bride" and something told her what
it all meant, and a little jealous pain
went through her heart, for she had
once overheard the housemaid telling
the cook that all men were tickle and
that when they were away from one
they never thought Of one at all and
were taken up with whoever was near
est them, and the cook had agreed fully
with all that the housemaid had said,
and the cook knew men if any one did,
she said.
SO little Morning Glory hung her
leaves in sadness and quite forgot to
feel proud Of her pretty pink babies,
for there were a great many Of them
now.
Once she felt something tug at her
roots, and q rough hand grasped her;
then a kind voice said: Don't touch
that. Master loved the little vine, and
it must be left as it isl Oh, how re-
lieved little Morning Glory felt at these
words! She reached out and tried to
touch the speaker, but the maid hur-
ried away and never saw the little
green hands at all.
Soon the nights began to be chilly
and one by one her babies left her and
duttered to the ground, and she herself
grew pale and felt very weak and i'll,
and she feared that she was going to
die. How she wished that Somebody
would come back! She was afraid that
he would be too late.
One morning she heard the window
open, and Somebody again stood there.
There was some one with him nova
beautiful lady-and he held her in his
arms and called her "Sweetheart." In
his new happiness he had quite forgot
ten his little friend, and Morning
GIory's heart ached as she remembered
what the maid had told the cook.
Just then Somebody looked out and
saw poor little Morning Glory with her
leaves all faded and brown, and he re-
preached himself because he had not
thought Of her before.
'Here, dearest" he said to the lady,
''this is the little friend told you off,
And he laid the Withered little stem in
the lady's delicate hand.
A glad thrill ran through the Morning
Glory, and she dropped 60 tiny seeds
into the soft open palm; then as the
wind swept around the corner a sudden
shudder seized her, and little Morning
Glory was dead.
'See. my pet" said Somebody, point
ing to the little black seeds, that
means good luck. It is her gift to the
BRIDE
And the beautiful lady smiled, and
she put the seeds in a little box, say
ing, Next year we will have another
Morning Glory vine there just like the
old one"
NO" said Somebody, "never one
quite like that, for that one was like
q little friend. It really seemed to
understand me. But then l don't need
any one to understand me now, for 1
have you And again the lady was
folded in a loving embrace, and Some
body kissed her softly.
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