The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1911-05-06
MARCHES CHARM.

what is it that makes everybody
love Margie Fitch so?" said Jennie
Howard. "She isn't pretty nor stylish.
Now, what is it, do you suppose?"
"I think know the charm. Perhaps
you would better set yourself the task
this week to discover it," answered
her mother, busily putting the sitting
room to rights.
The next day at school Jennie fol-
lowed her like a detective. The first
thing she noticed was Margie's kind
ness to Alice Ross, a sly, new scholar,
who stood quite alone, looking visit
fully at the others at their gay sports.
Margie went over and made her
acquaintance; and after little urg-
ing the girl Joined the merry group,
and was soon laughing with the rest.
When school was called, Margie laid
passed, and smiled CHEEKY Good
morning." and received an apprecia-
tive smile in return.
About an hour later, while busily
studying, smothered sob caught her
ear. Looking about, she saw the new
scholar sitting with head bent forward
regarding her slate with a hopeless
expression. Up went Margie's hand
for permission to leave her seat; it
was granted, as were all her requests,
for they were rare, and the teacher
knew they were never of trifing
nature.
s'What is the matter, Alice?" asked
Margie, sitting down beside her.
st can't do one of those examples
she replied, dashing away tear.
Margie took the slate, read over an
example and soon had it down cor
rectly. With little help at the right
place, the others were conquered, and
the girl lifted grateful face to hers
as she thanked her.
On their way home a troop of girls
were working off their animal spirits
in wild romp. Margie, in whirling
suddenly, came in collision with a
gentleman, knocking his cane from
his hand.
ooh, I beg your pardon, sir said
Margie, covered with confusion as she
returned the cane to him. I'm afraid
have hurt you, sir" and she looked
up with frank solicitude in her eyes.
mot at all, my DEAR" he responded
heartily, pleased by her courteous man
ner eco on with your play, and be
happy. I am proud to doff my hat to
so polite young lady," Which he did,
with stately bow, and passed on.
"How did you dare? should have
a thing" exclaimed one of the girls.
$50 should l." chorused the others.
|? There was social in the local town
hall that week. Jennie still lowered
near Margie, learning sweet lesson
every day from her. AS they sat turn
ing the leaves of a music album, find
ing their favorite songs, a lady paused
to speak to them. Margie instantly
arose, and proffered her chair, which
was accepted with pleased smile,
after Margie had insisted upon it. (
The two girls started for the other
room, where the young people were
preparing for games. Just then Margie
espied solitary figure sitting in the
corner. She was an old woman, and
was somewhat deaf. After hand.
shake and a sentence through the ear
trumpet, people usually left her to her
self, as the majority of people humble
or speak to rapidly to be readily under
stood through the trumpet.
Margie crossed the room to her
and, taking the trumpet in her hand
being careful to articulate so as not
to make her affection more conspic
uous, she sat and chatted half an hour
away, amusing the dear old lady by
repeating the pleasantries and jokes
that were flying from lip to lip Of
those around them
"You have been comfort to me
l my bonnie lass" said the old lady
patting the hand that held the trumpet
| "Now go and play with the rest,
thank you, my dear, for your thought
, fitness to an old woman like me-
And Margie went away quite happy.
Il think I have found out Margie's
charm" said Jennie to her mother the
next morning. ct is because she ii
!. good to everybody"
) Eyes, that is it." answered he1
: mother. "She is tn 6ghtful, kind, pc
:. lite and obliging. I think she must
carry the Golden Rule very near to hel
heart"