Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1903-07-01
Dee as they climbed the steep. rickety

Dee as they climbed the steep, rickety
stairs.
They entered the room in response to
Morals summons, and Dummy Dee,
somewhat embarrassed, made the bish-
op known to the pale faced child lying
on the dingy bed.
No one had ever seen the scholarly
bishop in so delightful mood as the
two children found him that afternoon.
Morals cheeks grew pink with happi-
ness and her eyes brighter than ever as
she listened to stories guessed riddles
and played games with the bishop and
Dummy Dee.
At last the shadows grew longer.
sI've a last story to tell you two chill
dren before we CO." said the bishop,
f'and you must be very quiet and listen
hard, for there is a guessing part to it
"once upon a time" began the bish-
op, there lived man alone, and. as
sometimes happens to lonely people,
he grew selfish and bitter hearted. He
forgot the teachings of the one whom
he had vowed to serve, but tried in
stead to serve himself and was unhap-
by, as all such men are.
'There came 20 him one day dear
little friend of his who was also lone
ly, but who tried to forget his loneli-
ness by helping others and was COM
forted by doing this. So the man
learned a lesson from his little friend,
and he, too, found comfort and happi-
ness as the boy had.
Now, the man naturally did not
want to he lonely and unhappy and
bitter again, for he found the better
part, SO he thought out plan. He
would take the boy down south to his
mother, who is almost well, but not
quite so well as she will be when the
man brings TO her her youngest boy"
There was queer gurgling sob
that was half a laugh and half a cry
and altogether a mixture of home
sickness and coming delight, and Dunn
my Dee shot himself bodily into the
bishops arms, cuddled against his
shoulder and lay there shifting hap
PLY. He CROPPED vainly for his hand
kerchief that could not be found, and
his fingers closed gratefully over the
bishops fine lawn that he found within
his grasp.
Guessed" said the bishop, laughing,
with a shake in his voice THE first
part of my puzzle story guessed with
out a mistake. Now for the second.
Then he took the little sick girl to a
white, bright room that he knows of in
the children's hospital, where, sur
rounded by birds. books and flowers
and loving care, she can get well and
perhaps come TO live In the lonely house
of the lonely man to brighten it,"
Another little cry from the bed, and
Nora's slender, cropping fingers sought
the bishops hand. ''MeT' she said.
"Me-Nora? Would my aunt
Il think So" said the bishop. I'VE
will find way. But what fine pair
of guessers these two are! Never to
make mistake"
When the kind hearted woman on
that floor came in to look after Nora.
her aunt being away serving time for
drunkenness, they went away and left
the happy child, already better, with
hope and joy working miracles with
her.
You make up your mind the best |
and quickest of any one / ever knew.
How did you think of such beautiful
things!' asked Dummy Dee as they
felt their way down the rickety stairs.
ITS thank Offering, Dummy Dee"
said the bishop, with return of his
curious smile, 'for burning the pa
pers.''