The Intermountain Catholic. (Salt Lake City [Utah] ;) 1899-1920, 1903-07-04

ting in pale-faced girl of about II
and a sick boy of 4. These children
were shabbily dressed, and on their
faces wore looks of distress. They.
! 100 were on their way to the park.
The man thought so; so did the group
OF girls. for he heard one of them
say, with look of disdain, 81 sup
pose those rag-muffins are on an ex-
cursion, too"
i shouldn't want to leave home if
had to look like that, would your"
this to another girl
No, indeed; but there is no ac-
counting for taste l think there
ought to be special line of cars for
the lower classes"
All this was spoken in low tone
but the gentleman heard it. Had the
child, too? He glanced at the pale
face and saw tears. He was angry.
Just then the exclamation, 'Why.
there is Nettiei wonder where she is
golng?" caused him to look out upon
the corner. where a sweet-faced
young girl stood, reckoning to the car
driver. When she entered the car
she was warmly greeted by the five.
and they made room for her beside
them. They were profuse in excla-
nations and questions.
Where are you going?" asked one.
oh, what lovely flowers! Whom
are they for?" asked another.
I'm on my way to Belle Clarke's.
She is sick, you know, and the flow
ers are for her"
She answered both questions at
once, and then glancing toward the
door of the car. she saw the pale girl
looking wistfully at her. She smiled
at the held, a tender look beaming
from her beautiful eyes. and then,
forgetting she wore a handsome skirt
and costly jacket, and that her shape
ly hands were covered with well fit
ter gloves, she left her seat and
crossed over to the little one. She
laid her hand on the boys thin
cheeks as she asked his sister:
This little boy is sick, is he not?
Hs is your brother, 1 am sure"
1t seemed hard for the little girl to
answer, but finally she said.
Yes, miss, he is sick Freddie new
er has been well. Yes, miss, he is my
brother. We're going to the park to
see if it won't make Freddie better"
I am glad you are going" the
young girl replied, in 4 low voice
meant for no ones ears except those !
of the child. 81 think it viii do him
good; it's lovely there, with flowers |
all in bloom. But where is your
lunch? You ought to have lunch
after so long ride"
Yes, Miss, we ought to, for Fred |
dies sake; but, you see, we didn't |
have any lunch to bring. Tim-he's |
our brother-he saved these pennies |
so as Freddie could ride to the park |
and pack. 1 guess mebbe Freddie'll |
forget about being hungry when he |
gets to the park"
There were tears in the lovely girls |
eyes as she listened, and very soon |
she asked the girl where she lived,
and wrote the address in a tablet |
which she took from the bag on her I
arm
After riding few blocks she left
the car, but she had not left the lit
tie one comfortless. Half the bou-
ouet of violets and hyacinths were
clasped in the sisters hand, while the
sick boy. with radiant face, held
in his hand a package saying to his
sister in a jubilant whisper:
She said we could eat 'em all, eV-
cry one, when we got to the park.
What made her SO good and sweet to
u.s."
And the little girl whispered back:
orc 'cause she's beautiful as well as
her clothes"
When the park was reached the
five girls hurried out. Then the gen
-leman lifted the little boy in his
arms and carried him out of the car
across the road into the park, the Sis
ter. with a heart full of gratitude, fol
lowing. He paid for a nice ride for
hem in the goat carriage, and treat
I'd them to oyster soup at the park
At 2 o'clock sharp, the
next day the two gentlemen, as
agreed, met again.
This is my wife, the host said,
proudly introducing the comely lady;
and this. as a girl OF fifteen entered
he parlor, is my daughter.
sAbf" said the guest, as he extend
ID his hand in a cordial greeting,
itbis is the dear girl whom saw yes
erdav in the street car. 1 don't Won
Inr Won call her a darling. She is a
1ar.ng and no mistake. God bless
lerl"
10 had seen and heard in the street I
,ar.