Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1916-1918, 1918-02-08
The Golden Gloues
Family

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' sne laid her book of fairy stories OF
. the table. Aunt Margaret, who wa
: visiting at Dorothy's house, smiled un
J derstandingly, for Aunt Margaret ha,
read every one of those very fair,
stories herself when she was a littl,
girl.
II used to sigh for wishing-rtngs
Dorothy" she said, land for seven
, mile boots, and for golden gloves. too
; l never did find wishing-ring, or {
pair Of seven-mile boots, but I die
find the golden gloves"
!. Really and truly golden gloves
Aunt Margaret" asked Dorothy, Gag
erly. Can you wear them all the
timer"
When I put them on they stay un
I'll l DO or say something that is un
kind. Then they fall off and I have
to put them on again.
"Oh, that's just like the fairy stories
Do you suppose shall ever find any IL
look and look?"
Throw up your hands," said Aunt
Margaret, "and I will put pair OF
golden gloves on them" 3
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little hands went up quickly.
Thumbs first" said Aunt Margaret,
as she rubbed Dorothy's thumb just
as II she were putting on a glove,
while she said one word as a fairy
godmother would have said q magic
word. The word she said was DO"
Then she rubbed Dorothy's first finger,
as if she were slipping finger of a
glove on that, and said another word.
The second word was unto" Then
came the second finger, and all the
other fingers of that hand, and then
the thumb and all the fingers of the
other hand. When Aunt Margaret had
slipped word on each finger she
made motion as If she were pulling
a glove up, first on the left hand and
then on the right hand, as she said
the last two words.
The words she put on Dorothy's
fingers and pulled up over her arms
we're, "Do unto others as you would
that they should do unto you"
Dorothy looked bit disappointed.
"Oh, auntie," she said. II thought
you meant really and truly golden
gloves"
These are really and truly golden
gloves, little girl, and if you will wear
them all the time and get everybody
else in the world to wear them, this
old world will be much more wonder.
full place to live in than fairyland."
When Dorothy was ready to go out
to play she came up to Aunt Margaret
I'm going to try playing in golden
gloves this afternoon" she said.
please put mine on for me again. I'm
afraid they came fof when l grab.
bed my story book from Frieda."
Aunt Margaret took Dorothys two
little hands and put the golden gloves
on them again.
Then Dorothy went to play at
Mary's house. Mary was her best
friend. AS she ran through the gate
In the high hedge she heard some
thing say "Me-ow, meow" She saw
kitten with it's head caught in the
fence. I'm in such a hurry! I spose
somebody will come along and get that
cat loose directly" she thought as
she ran on. She stopped suddenly and
looked at her hands. Then she ran
across the grass, pushed the hedge
back, and gently lifted the kitten out.
81 think I'm going to like my
Gloves" she said to the kitten as it
rubbed up against her feet and purred
gratefully.
Dorothy and Mary played all the
games they loved best. While they
were blowing soap bubbles Dorothy
saw Mary's grandmother looking and
feeling around for something.
UCho'c met lNct how oil COO,
said Mary. "She's always losing them. |
come on and play. She'll find them
directly" Dorothy looked down at her
hands.
"I'm sure my gloves will come off If
I do not find grandmother's glasses,
because If were grandmother
know what should want little girl
to do unto me-" She she laid down |
her bubble-pipe and found the glasses. |
When grandmother held her hand a |
and said, THANK you, dearie. !
Dorothy had such happy feeling in
her heart she thought, ooh, I know
I'm going to love my gloves"
AS Dorothy was going home she |
passed the fruit stand on the corner. |
Some of the other boys and girls were |
teasing Camilla, the little Italian girl
whose father had the fruit stand.
Camilla's black eyes flashed angrily. |
AS she turned quickly her foot slipped
and she fell into puddle of water. !
The boy who was teasing her clapped
his hands and shouted
ooh, my, what a muddle;
See Camilla in the puddle!"
Everybody laughed-everybody ex-
cept Dorothy. She started to laugh,
too, for Camilla did look funny sitting
right flat down in the street; but then
Dorothy thought: ooh, my gloves.
I'm sure shouldn't want any one to
laugh unto me-" So she went right
over to Camilla and put her arm about
her and helped her up. Somehow
every one stopped laughing and little
bird sang happy song in Dorothy's
heart, Golden gloves are the best
gloves of all"
That evening Dorothy told Aunt
Margaret and mother and father and
her big brother Harold all about her
golden gloves. Father said, Have
you any extra pairs in mems sizes,
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