The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1914-02-22

danger that might come to him, or ans
outside influence that might drift his way
land thought thereby TO have fulfilled hel
mission of motherhood.
Little-Boy lived in a. splendid big house
] where he had a playroom filed with
toys; the daintiest possible night nurs-
cry, where maid put him promptly 70
bed at o'clock; a tutor who taught him
! through the mornings OF each day: a
riding master. and a dancing master. who
instructed him in these accomplishments.
but Notwithstanding IL all. he was a very
! lonely little person. as he stood at the
window of his playroom watching the
Land of Hearts Delight.
Now there isn't a grown-up in all the
world who wouldn't have been very
much amazed IL they had stood be-
side Little-Boy and watched the chill
dren nit in and out OF the ragged
| row Of small houses In the dingy
court which is a landmark not yet
\ swept from the fashionable section in
which the child lived. and heard him
call the eye-sore OF the neighborhood the
Land Of Hearts Delight. and intuitively
the little lad felt that It would never do
to tell the hirelings who regulated his
life that he had given the court Of many
children so fantastic name. As for the
Butterfiy-Lady and The-Man- Who Makes
the-Money. well. you see. they are only
busv foIlx 10 he Inter.st.d g., th. ouoor
little thoughts that go on in the head of
Little-Boy.
The New Maid
But one day a very wonderful thing
happened to Little-Boy. The maid who
attended solely to his needs was dis
charged, and a New-Maid came to serve
lAttle-Boy, New-Maid right out OF The
Land OF Hearts Delight, where boys
spin tops and shoot marbles. and have
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back OF the house, Little-Boy begged so
hard that she slipped with him right
through the garden gate into the dingy
court, and Little-Grl-she OF the sapphire
eyes-came to meet him with glad
smile which told him how grateful she
had been for the wonderful books and
toys he had sent her by the New-Msid.
and SO for one perfect hour while the
Butterhy-Lady was tangoing, and The
Man-Who- Money was storing
II up, Little-Boy became very nSnch
pleb. and reveled in play with children
In his Land OF Hearts Delight, and went
home with torn and soiled suit which
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would not listen TO his pleadings again
for many a long day
But when. the Little-M aid-of-the-Sap-
phire Eyes became i'll and begged so hard
to see Little-Boy the New-Mald threw
prudence to the winds, and the child
from the big house spent another happy
afternoon in the smallest OF all the small
houses in the ragged little row in the
dingy back court, and this time news of
the matter came to the ears OF the But
terhy-Lady.
Playing there with that common child
all the afternoon. just as though you had
no pride at all. she told Little-Boy, as
he stood before her.
Why" he exclaimed with WIDENING
eyes, what is the matter with Little
Girl?"
AS IL you didn't know. A washer
woman's child in gingham dress!
cried the Butterhy-Lady.
And all the while she was telling the
New-Maid to give Little-Boy a bath to
wash away the contamination Of his COM
radeship with the 1Attle-Maid-of-the-
Sapphire-Eyes the grave. questioning
eyes of the lad were upon her face, and
they were disconcefting. even to one who
measures human worth by the fairness
of ones pocketbook. But the Butterfly
Lady discharged the New-Maid, just the
same, telling her that she could go back
to her own kind, and SO Little-Boy was
left once again with those who tried to
teach him his mothers standard, but he
could not forget the bedtime hours he
had spent with the New-Maid, nor the
tales she had told him of another Land