Barbour County index., 1904-12-07

1E. S1e mas red COAX tnaC she has
outgrown. Your little girl would
look sweet in it. Won't you let her
wear it? 1t is a shame to have it hang
ing idly in the closet when she would
| look SO dear in it, l wish she would
wake up and let me see her eyes. They
must be pretty. have to get off soon.
You see, l am going to church, because
it is Thanksgiving day. Won't you give
me your address, and let me send the
cloak? Mama will be so glad that I've
! found some one that can wear it,"
She turned to the woman with her
| friendly smile. "Y GU villas a special
favor to me, won't you?" she pleaded.
And the smile became irresistible
The woman's face frightened. She
had not known charming girls who had
asked her in that coaxing way to re-
ceive gifts as special concessions to
| them.
why, miss, if you don't need It, I'd
be glad to have it for Seville-my girls
named Seville, after girl in a book
her pa gave me when he first knowed
me-"
How interesting!" said Catherine.
Its such an unusual name, too My
name is Catherine, and so is mother's
and my grandmother's and her moth
er's'
MY name is Rose" said the wom-
an. Her face was less dull and her
voice less tired 1t was so pleasant to
forget for moment her sorrows, and
| discuss pretty names with a girl who
seemed not to remember ones poverty.
My ma named me for rose she found
in an ash-barrel before l was born
That is like a story, too," said
Catherine. She pulled the roses from
her jacket. 81 read a poem once
about a Rose among roses You take
these home, and you will be another
Rose among roses. p"
The woman's cheek caught the red OF
the flowers. What pretty things you
know!" She said.
Eyes. l do" said Catherine, tender
ly. when mama asked us this morn
ing what We had to be thankful for
to-day, l said, For all the lovely peo-
pie | know and all the beautiful things
see.' Of course, there are other things,
too, but these are the incest. What
are you specially thankful for?'
We'll, l don't know as there's much
miss, for me to be thankful for to-day
I'm havin' hard times now, with the
man in the drink and Seville ailin',"
said the woman. bitterly.
Catherine knew little of social sci
ence, according to her cousins YER
dict, and she said, "It certainly must
be hard, but perhaps you could think
OF something special Mama insists
that every one can. You just try"
Well" said the woman, "but it
amt easy
mo it isn't Dear me, I must get
off at this next corner! What is your
address? May bring the cloak my
self this afternoon, after church and
dinner? Goodby!"
The woman watched her as she hur-
ried across the street. She's a funny
kind of girl, but she's awful nice"
she thought. She held the roses to
her face, and remem bered the pretty
thing the girl had said about Rose
among roses" The delicate flower OF
is the most subtle, the most exquisite
in the world, had been crushed in the
woman, but faint new life quivered
in it and stirred it.
In the quiet church Catherine thought
OF the woman and the child. AS she came
with her family out into the frosty
air, she took possession of her mother.
IN h,D
car with little girl. The little girl
didn't have half enough on. She
really looked cold. May l give her
Daisy's old red cloak and take her
one of grandma's pumpkin pies?"
Her mother smiled fondly and patted
her hand. She was accustomed to
Catherine, and cheerfully encouraged
her in her unscientific philanthropy.
Catherine is too young to study
social science" she told the bewildered
cousin. 1T is too large for her yet"
Yes, I think so, dear" she said,
and l will pack little Thanksgiving
basket for her. She won't be offend
ed. You can tell her that your
mother wanted you to take it." Cath
crime possibly inherited a little Of her
diplomatic ability from her mother.
They packed the basket and folded
the cloak, assisted by the aunts and
cousins, to whom Catherine had not
failed to relate the little story of Rose
and Seville.
Give the little Seville this" said
her uncle, handing her a silver dollar.
Tell the Rose upon the balcony that
l never before have known, even in
directly, anyone actually named for
the heroine of a story"
How kind You all are," said Cath
crime.
She will do a lot of good in this
world said her uncle, closing the door
for her. 'She is filled to the brim with
sisterly love. She'll never patronize
a cat
NO" said her cousin. "She would
ask its advice or discuss landscapes
with its