Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1903-04-10

themselves prayerfully as the inter-
rogative slipped it's cable.
For moment Maysie felt like the
offender rather than the offended.
mo, not awfully," she answered,
guiltily. Then a better impulse
seized her. Coming forward, she
knelt by the little wait, feeling that
the simplicity of childhood had COM
forted as we'll as conquered her.
Maybe you won't understand, little
one, but it bothers me when I cannot
give flowers away; if they were mine,
now"
The slender fingers wandered over
Maysie's brown braids. 20, yes;
that's the way feel, so often. Now
if only had posey," went on the
pleading voice, "I'd carry it to q
dear old lady, l know, at St. Marks"
"At the hospital, you mean?"
quiered Maysie, absently.
"Yes, ma'am," answered the wee
stranger, ''and she's been sick long
time, too; but I'm go poor can't
comfort anybody. O, if only had
posey for her Easter! Wouldn't it
be heavenly"
Heavenly" and Maysie sighed,
YEARLY.
'Why, sure! Peoples awful glad
for Easter time" continued the
, oracle, IAN fix up the churches splen-
dif'rous; but the 'vags' and the raga-
mullins an charges amt in 1t, are
theya"
Ell hadn't thought of that" an.
swered Maysie, Weighing the lily
cluster between the chancel of Ames
Street church and a cot at St. Marks.
"If give you beautiful lily, will
you carry it to the dear old lady ut
bell-chimes in the morning?" she
asked, finally.
"As if I wouldn't" exclaimed the
child, fairly TRANSPORTED with de-
light.
"Then in the morning I will be
waiting for YOU"
Maysie went upstairs with new
thought, one of helpful kindness
ST think can do it," she said; "it is
not late;" and she took from closet
gown of corn-fower blue. SIT will
make that little angel a nice Easter
Dress" she went on. 81 will pattern
after one of those Mother Hubbard
affairs that always fit. All! here is a
blue ribbon which will do very we'll for
| SASH"
Then something else presented it.
self. She ran lightly down the outer
stairs, feeling sure that the gamin,
had not vexed her after all.
In few minutes she returned and
tucking away small bundle In the
work-basket, Tell TO Work on the
Mother Hubbard to be.
In the glad Easter morning when
the chimes began their melodious
praise, the expectant child came
gleefully into the shop.
Maysie noticed that the tangles
had been arranged into shining curls
and that the beaming face was clean
but the rags and tatters of yester
night We're the same.
Come upstairs minute" she said
and the worn shoes battered up thu
steps. "Now," and she smiled at thu
child's delighted wondering. "Youl
gown is just the fit. And here" div
ing into the work-basket, "are stock
ings and slippers for two willing
feet-feet that ought to have wings!'
The slender hands again claspee
themselves while the gratitude broke
forth. 20, my!oi this is like Heaven;
robes and flowers and things! Say
are you one o.. them Easter angelsi
I've seen 'em in pictures?"
"Sh-sh!" and Maysie tremblet
with new revelation. cit is moth
ing but pair of cheap slippers ant
made-over gown"
!. Goodness! I don't feel that way
bubbled the child. "I-why I fee
like they do in Paradise, guess!"
Il Maysie was rummaging in drawel
and pretended she did not hear, whil'
I every woy1 of the delighted chill
. was ''soone of help"
Here's scarf for your curls
/ dear; the hat does for everyday, blu
this is Sunday, Easter Sunday, yo7
know" and she tied the lace unde
the dimpled chin.
80 to be sure; the blessedest East
er!" was the gleeful assent, land II
, never forget"
: "Neitherwi l." said Maysie unde
her, breath. '.Now be careful" sh
: continued, audibly, as the wee finger
closed around the fower-pot. II
1 IL, ~. n,
Easter card attached. The dear oil
lady will see the cross and crow
: and understand"
SAN If she. asks me who sent tn
blessed thing?' questioned the wal
with q tremor of Joy.
UTAH her i RilfrdiAn anRA1 pAut A.,