The Camden chronicle. (Camden, Tenn.) 1890-current, 1904-06-24

To her great surprise the butterfly
turned his head and said:
Good morning, Mary; isn't this
beautiful day for sailing through the
| air?"
Mary was awfully surprised and lit
tie frightened, but she would not show
how she felt to butterfly, so she said:
"Oh, yes, Mr.. Butterfly, it certainly
is a lovely day, but don't know much
about flying through the air. never
get any time. have to make so many
trips to the spring."
We'll" said Mr.. Butterfly, that is
too bad. You just get on my back
and we will go together for ride"
Mary didn't know much about get
ting on butertfy's back, and, besides,
the thistle stock bent SO dreadfully
that the first two times she tried to
get on she fell right plump down on the
ground. But the third time, with a
little advice from Mr. Butterfly, She
safely seated herself between Ills
wings
Then away they floated over the
trees and house tops, through meadows
where the cows were grazing, and
| over habbling brooks where Mary,
looking down from Mr.. Butterfy's
back, saw lot of little fishes swim
ming in big pool
Mr.. Butterfly then took Mary where
all the people that she saw were hav-
ing good time The children were
playing tag on the green grass, and
some frisky little dogs were running
around with them, barking and play
fully biting at their feet. There was a
fair going on and the grown-up REQ
pie were standing around talking and
laughing.
isn't this happy placer" said Mr.
Butterfly to Mary.
ooh, yes" said Mary 'this is just
what | like. | would like to always
play, forever and ever"
Just then Mary sight of an old wom-
an away off, The old woman was bent
with age and she walked with cane.
She carried a pail Of water and its
weight seemed to tire her greatly, for
she stopped every now and then to
she would look all around for some
body whom she did not seem able to
find, and would give a tired sigh and
pick up the pail of water and trudge
onward again, walking slowly with
her cane. j.
Mary's tender little heart was
touched, for, although very thought
less and selfish at times, she was
really kindhearted.
'Oh Mr. Butterfly" she cried, Gust
see that poor old woman carrying that
heavy pail Of water while all those
children over there are playing and
paying no attention to her.
YES" said Mr. Butterfly, 'lots of
children do that"
Let me down. said Mary, "and /
will carry II home for her"
But can't stop here said Mr.. But
terfiy. There is no good place at
which to let you off"
AS they foated nearer Mary saw
that the old woman was her grandma,
and then she knew that every time
her grandma stopped and looked
around she was looking for her.
Then Mary began to cry and call to
her grandma. But grandma did not
hear her, and neither did she look up,
for she did not think that Mary would
be riding around on butteray's back
when she had been sent for pail of
water. And Mary was very unhappy,
indeed, and begged Mr. Butterfly to
put her down on the ground.
But" said Mr.. Butterfly, Il thought
you always wanted to be playing and
enjoying yourself with your play
mates"
We'll, don't think that way any
more" said Mary 81 never saw things
so clearly before, and now want to
help grandma all | can oh, please,
Mr.. Butterfly, let me down"
And Mr. Butterfly foated down to
buttercup, and Mary jumped to the
ground.
"Goodby, Mr. Butterfly" she said,
will you come to take me for a ride
again."
NO Mary" said Mr.. Butterfly; II
am a fairy, and l just changed into a
butterfly to teach you that if you are
helping to make Others happy, even
if you have to do a little work, YOU
will generally be happy yourself The
next time you see me | will be some
thing quite different from what | am
now Goodby, Mary, and remember
that your grandma loves you dearly"
Mnr 70 IN hor
grandma and told her of her butterfly