The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1908-08-28
BILLY AND THE DWARF.

BILLY AND THE DWARF.
Billy was called a Dothersome little
boy. His brothers and sisters thought
him a bother because he was always
teasing them. The neighbors closed
their doors when they saw him COM
ing, for he was sure to get into mis-
chief The chickens all ran into
corner of the yard when he came, for
he was likely to chase them, and the
kittens ran and hid, too, for he was
not good to them.
Billy sat one evening on the big
stone at the bottom of the steps. He
was lonely, and he was thinking, 81
guess nobody likes me-" when sud
denly a funny little man, about as
big as his thumb, hoped upon his
knee.
"Do you want me to help you?"
said the funny dwarf.
"Yes," said Billy, if you will make
people like me-"
81 WILL" said he, "but you must
promise to do everything I say. I
will get into your coat pocket, and
you must listen and obey"
Billy thought it would be very nice
to have the tiny creature always with
him, so he promised. Then he lifted
him gently into his pocket.
Just then his father called, BILLY,
run into the house for my newspa-
per-"
Billy was just On the point of say
ing, "Can't somebody else get it,"
when the dwarf called in his sharp
little voice, Run, Billy, on tiptoe."
Then Billy ran on tiptoe, found his
fathers paper, and brought it with
q smile.
THANK you, Billy said his father
kindly.
Just then Billy heard the voices
of his brothers and sisters, who had
been to the woods for flowers and
birch. They had gone without invit-
ing Billy, for they thought he would
be in the way. Billy ran to meet
them
Il think you're real mean" he was
about to say, when the dwarf whis-
pered, BILLY, share your apples"
Now Billy had a bagful that his
uncle had given him. He had meant
to eat them all himself, but when he
heard that tiny voice he skipped away
to the shed, got his bag of apples, and
gave a big, rosy one to each of his
brothers and sisters. They were sur
prised, and they gladly shared their
birch and flowers with the little
brother who had been so generous to
them
Early the next morning Billy re-
membered that the old hen had coop
full of fluffy yellow chickens.
AS soon as he was dressed he ran
out to see them. He found them all
running to hide under their mothers
wing. One chicken lost it's way, and
Billy began chasing it, but the dwarf,
still resting in his pocket, whispered,
Give them some breakfast, Billy"
Billy heard the little voice. Then
he ran quickly and shelled an ear
of corn for the mother hen. He mixed
some Indian meal with water in
big yellow bowl for the chickens.
They all gathered around while he
fed them, and, as he did not try to
catch them, Billy knew that they
were afraid of him no longer.
On his way to school that morning
Billy met Sambo, little colored boy
in a big straw hat. Billy's hand
went up to snatch the big hat and
throw it over the fence, when the tiny
dwarf called out, ASK him to play
ball with you"
Say, Sambo, will you play with
my new ball at recess?"
YES" said Sambo, do you mean
it?"
ITO be sure" said Billy, with a
smile.
The boys had fine game of ball at
recess, and in a few days Sambo had
learned that Billy was always good
to him now.
AS Billy walked toward home that
afternoon he remembered a pond
where the fishes played. He whis-
percd to his little brother, Lets run
away to the pond" though his mother
had often said, Never go to the pond
unless l am with you" The tiny
friend in his pocket said, go ask
your mother"
Billy's mother was sitting On the
porch and the boys, politely raising
their caps, asked her, will you
please go with us to the pond?"
Mother was pleased 10 see the chill
dren so courteous, and she gladly left
her sewing to go with them.
One night Billy sat again on the
big stone at the bottom of the steps.
He was saving to himself, Most
everybody likes me, l guess
The dwarf whispered from his
pocket, shall stay with you, Billy?"
Yes" said Billy, Il will not let
you go
Billy grew up tall, straight and
handsome, and, best of all, he grew
to like every one-and every one
liked him.-EliZabeth Stoll, in Kin
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