Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1903-07-15

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+ "You see," she said, sitting down for
one minute beneath the sunfower and
gazing up at it wistfully, "I'm not real
ly butterfly; and-my legs aurt
little,
The sunheweF nodded encourage
ihgly.
"It's a long way Said Joan: awe
fun miles and miles; pretty gold lady
%oh; miles aidamiles-InAes-' her
voice trailea off into a drowsy muf:
mur-"and miles!" she said, With d
sudden jerk and sitting upright: She
gazed UP at the sunfower reproachful:
ly. 81 mustn't go to Sleep" she said:
"I've got to find Man Daddy in the big
place where they took Fido when he
was lost It's just there" pointing
down the road. "Goodby, gold lady. I
must be quick, cause Man Daddy will
be lonesome without me and mother,
you see, and mother will be lonesome;
too"
She started at a run, then looked
back over her shoulder at the sun
flower with troubled little laugh:
my legs won't work propelly," she
said, and struggled on. The sun had
gone behind great threatening clouds,
but Joan took no heed. All her mind
was centred on getting on: She took
no more rest till she came suddenly
upon a group of poppies growing in
the grass at the wayside; by them her
legs stumbled and gave way, and she
sank down on to the grass. She whis-
pered to them in little voice that was
breathless and full of tearsi II want
mother and Man Daddy" she said;
and then she lay still and set all her
teeth together to keep the sobs back:
But presently she sat up. "Dey's COM
ing" she gasped, her grammar grow
ing weak tn her extremity. A sudden
gleam lit her face.
Grown up angels cry to give the
| flowers water" she said, as a great
tear rolled down her cheek, and, kneel-
ing. she bent over the poppies and
sobbed her heart oIt---whi ils.s+,s-----':.-1- =
!ssYssSsss. !ss;YYessnSs from dark clouds overhead
sdrous that beat the poppies shudder-
ing 70 the earth. 1.-THE angels aro q,
.crying, too" murnured Joan, sleepliy'
and rolled over and lay still:
The angels crying was long and We
hement, It woke Joan several tlmes'
but she was dazed with wearlness'
Once she murmured with SMILE Its
most a cold bath stead Of teppy TO-
dav mother" and went to sleep AGAIN
In the dimly lit room on the httie
he'd Joan tossed wearily from slde tNe %
side "You see, little blue ladies' II
hurts bad in you stummiclS-jus' here
laying one hot little hand on ne,
chest; "but I'm not crying, you know
mo. my brave little darling mur
INJURED the woman, bending over mel
"But YOU is, mother" in an acces
Of utter surprise. 81 feel 1T on m!
head. | NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. up
-neyer-Oh, 1t hurts, mother" her mn
gers clinging around her mothers; :!
= hurts. YOU see," drawing long, sol
y bing breath.
: presently she began, anxiously
t "That did sound like crying bit. out
with a. tremulous little laugh
L wasn't-it wasn't, really -'-
= MONO, dearI know-try to go
e Sleep and she began to sing a luliap
"You sing very nice, all OF you
%. habb,ed the restless voice. Il do III
ID aower singing-you can hear the viii
er shaking their voices-but Man Dad'
a Won't come! One day, it was yea
er and wears ago, little pink ladies, II
and ran-you see,. I'm not really D'
IS, tleAv but, then, when buttlefiles U
en- their, legs they go. quite slow, and
en- haven't any wings, you see
a frock coated figure bent over
'e- he'd now. and, the woman's eyes me-
left his face.
,w "Feyer high-she must be sootho
all T want Man Daddy-you're not N
Daddy-do you know, one day, Whe
led was ker-wite little-I cut mine mn
,ss II cried-wasn't it funny? But y
ate Daddy tied it up and laughed ca
he said it was a dolly. Would ne
tie NV stummick up if he was here!
ad- hurts you see-oh, it hurts!"
vas Anguished and broken came the
ere mans voice: 81 do not kn"" WI
'gs. he is"
h The doctor looked grave anu =
i'm emily he went.
her "Darling, you are so brave and g
was will you try to go to sleep, to-te
my we'll when Daddy comes back?'
.'Is he coming back, mother? Oh
ting hurts!" with a sob, ut hurts
our, mother" Mz
,ing "If you go to sleep, dear-oh, do
ling Joan, do try"
e. "I will shut mine eyes-tight, M
tier er, So"
sur The restless little body lay rit
cart still.
al .Think Of the sheep, dear" sait
iuei mother, usl : a recipe she had L
on successful with Joan in a former
tha. ish illness. Count them as they
that nm to the gate and jump over 1t.
aiup there they go-one, two, three.
iiaee Presently the great eyes opened
va "as a piteously worried look.
iineo "Mother, they stick! They
anu lump over the gate at all!
Ding. JUMP ~. ron.n,s nr,de had gon,
nei She racked her brain for some
WIN to her husbands whereabouts
rent last she thought she had one'
; SAT and elusive, but she would Try
joan would telegraph. She crept frol
iowsr room while Joan lay in an u
. over doze,. and wrote her telegram
was sent It off with wild prayer !
endly senV ~ -
the night-so long that