Middlebury register. (Middlebury, Vt.) 1886-1937, 1915-09-24
COMMUNICATIONS.
KINDLY DEEDS SOCIETY.
By James NJ. Hubbard.

By James M. Hubbard
Molly and Dick were going to a
Kindly Deeds meeting which was to be
when he asked Molly if she could think
of anything new for them to do. mo!
l can't think of anything just now, but
here comes Carry. Perhaps she may.
Carry ran up saying, "Oh! I'm so glad
to have met you, for | want to ask you
if you think this is good idea that l
thought of suggesting at our meeting.
You see there has come to the Inn
sick girl about our age Molly, | should
think, and she can't do anything but
lie in her chair. She can't walk nor
read nor use her hands any. When it's
pleasant some one, her nurse, | sup
pose, pushes her round in a chair on
wheels. She has a real nice face, but
she does look so forlorn. | can't help
thinking about her and wishing could
do something for her. Can either of
you think of anything?" Neither Molly
nor Dick could think of anything, but
Dick said, "We'll talk about it at the
meeting and perhaps some one may
think of something" When Carry
told about the little sick stranger who
had come among them, the children
were all very much interested and
Harold spoke up, saying, why
couldn't we bring her some little thing
that would please her. I'll pick some
berries tomorrow and bring them down
to her" And I'll bring her some
flowers, said another. "We've got a
lot of nice and pretty pansies." "And
I'll bring her some wild flowers, said
Molly.
The little sick girl for whom they
were planning these kindly deeds had
come from Boston with her mother and
nurse to see if the pure mountain air
would not do her some good. She had
been very sick in the spring and though
she was much better in some ways, her
sickness had left her without power to
move. Her mind was unaffected, which
made it harder for her to bear her trial
for she was constantly wanting to do
things she couldn't do, to walk, to play
tennis, to read or to embroider, thing
she just loved to do. Her only brother
was in boys camp, and her father
could not leave his business, so she was
alone there with her mother and her
nurse. And she just hated it; the place
was so stupid, nothing going on except
things she couldn't do The mountains,
of course, were beautiful and she did
like to watch the sunsets, but there
were only few pretty ones this sea-
son, so they didn't help much. The
next morning after the meeting she
was being pushed up and down on the
sidewalk in front of the Inn feeling
particularly forlorn when boy came
up having in his hand pretty cup made
of leaves in which were some beautiful
ripe strawberries. To her amazement
he laid it upon her lap, took off his cap
and went on to school. Close behind
Ai'ii was q sii Will q DuHSi VI pdHSlcS
in her hand which she laid down beside
the berries and ran on for the bell was
ringing. why! what dear children
those are. wish | could have thanked
them. | hope | shall see them again. I"
Thoughts like these went through her
mind as she sat in her chair and ad-
mired her unexpected presents.
Her mother noticed that she was
brighter when she came back to the
Inn and was very much pleased when
told what the children did. The next
morning was pleasant and Pauline was
eager to get out so that she might see
those children again. Sure enough they
came with some more berries and flow
ers, and this time they stopped long
enough to be thanked and then had to
hurry on. Racing down the street came
Molly, for she was late, and dropped a
bunch of wild flowers in her lap and
raced on. The next day Pauline had a
greater surprise. She was watching
for her friends, for that was the way
she felt for them now, when little girl
came up to her. 1t was a new one
whom she had not seen before. Would
you like this, Miss" asked she and held