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By Ozc
It is strange to me, an
Just why the people
That an cwi in a tree
When ho 1110m s anil
And never a word froi
But just his 'Who?
While he sits and wii
Wit'll nothing that's r
I'm sure if I were onl
To u.?k you a quest
1 o.vuld nuzzle you luor
Than this old owl v
For Id say. "Why?'
To lind out "How?"'
I'd beat the owl, with
And nuzzle the wise
But now, instead of nr
And saying, "The el
Mother looks down, w
And saj s, with a si
"My dear, you know ;
And then learn how
You can I kuow all till
Don't ask those thh
Now I don't see why i
Is wise when he as
When a uoy like me, \
Is a stupid child.
SNOW I
By Julia
"It's so hot," sighed L
wisp of a handkerchief 1
way before, by its looks.
"So hot!" echoed the
Lucy was Louise's echo,
she looked now as if sh
Her face was hot and we
of a handkerchief, so she
too clean, as it happened.
"It ought to be hot not
antly at the smeared li
know."
"Why should it be bot
in a breath.
"It is good for the groi
for warm weather Our
send it."
"Does he always send
Louise could not remem
sure of this herself.
"Yes," mother began,
one time when he did not
liked it that time?"
"Please tell us about,"
Mother could not stop
THE PRESBYTERH
i Children
Y IS IT?
ira S. Davis.
(1 I never could see
should say
is as wise as cau be
sleeps all day,
n him is heard
Who? Who.'"
iks and shivers and blinks,
lice to do.
ly to try
ion or two,
e with my three or tour
rith his "Who?"
And I would try
and "When?"
his wise old scowl,
st men.
diling her head,
lild is wise,"
ith a bit of a frown,
veet surprise,
>'ou will older grow,
, why, when.
L ^ uu I u E>LI U1J? itliU la II,
lgs again."
an owl in a tree
sks, "Who?"
vith his questions three.
Do you?
?Youth's Companion.
N SUMMER.
H. Johnston.
ouisc, wiping her face with a
that, had been used the same
other half of the twin-pair,
no matter what she said, but
e couldn't say anything else,
t, too; but she had not a shred
rubbed her hands over it, none
v," said mother, looking pleasttle
faces. "It is June, you
now?" asked the twins almost
A/11*1 or tViinore Tnri#? ic ?Vio timo
e> - h"1 j "
Father God knows when to
it now?this time of year?"
ber enough summers to make
"most always; but I know of
I wonder if you would have
begged Lucy.
sewing, but she began with the
OF THE SOUTH.
delicious "Once upon a time
forget how hot it was.
"Once upon a time there c;
away in New York State,
little girl named Wealth;
church." The twins laughe
funny name, and felt sure thz
very long ago. "It was a
sloping roof. In front was
back was a lean-to ( )n omp
was the bedroom where We
thing's, while mother got tin
boxlike thing of tin, with ho
(The twins opened their eye
June?") The little girl did i
dress instead, and a cape,
started out with her. It was
outside gate, where the hors<
time the two reached it thci
having a footstove to dry the
holding Dobbin, the horse,
got into the sleigh!" The tv
speak, but their faces said a j
went on, "the ground was c<
June Sabbath, and it was dee
in a sleigh. The father was
sermon safely tucked away
Wealthy never forgot that !
was very strange, but it was i
the buds and blossoms, that,
now unfolding? It was prett
iuuiiu, you may ciepena. tSttt
it was not right to grumble
summer for good reason, but
keeps it back now, and does
and 011 our garden?" "I s'p
Lucy echoed it. "But how
this?" asked Louise sudden!
Mother smiled. "No. indee<
have heard my grandmother
summer. Her name was W
show you something that she
Mother went upstairs, and
hand was what looked like a
with dark blue paper. Insid<
ered with a clear, firm han
some unfading kind, for it m
old. It was a sermon, and ii
ner the minister had written
preaching. Mother showed t
as she read aloud: "Paris, >
two miles to church in a sle
"How soon that snow in
mother, as if talking to her
these years, are the words tl
his people that day. Wasn't
has lasted so long was what
people?" "Yes, mother," whi
ing the yellowed paper with i
they had forgotten all about t
Herald and Presbyter.
May 19, 1909.
" which made both twins
line a Sunday in June, far
In a country parsonage a
y was getting ready for
d silently over that very
it "once upon a time" was
long, low house, with a
the fore-room, and in t1i#?
side of the little en try way
althy was getting 011 her
? footstove ready?a little
les in it, filled with coalss,
and seemed to- say, "In
lot wear white but a stuff
When mother called, she
a pretty long walk to the
t was waiting, and by the
r feet were the better for
m. 'Jump in,' father said,
And mother and Wealthy
/ins were too surprised to
ijood deal. "Yes," mother
Dvered with snow on that
p enough to go to church
the preacher, and had his i
111 a VPfV 1Q rorp
... - J pv^rwv.1.
sleighride in summer. It
sad, too. What became of
though a late spring, were
y hard for the farmers all
: no one could help it, and
God sent the snow in
are you not glad that he
not let it fall on our roses
ose so." said Louise, and
did you know 'bout all
ly. "You weren't there."
i," she answered; "but I
tell about that snow in
ealthy. Wait and I will
gave me long afterward."
soon came back. In her
thin square book, covered
? were written pages, covdwriting,
in black ink of
light have been but a day
i the upper left hand corthe
place and time of its
he lines to the little girls
I. Y., June 2, 1820. Rode
igh."
summer melted," said
seir. "Yet here, $fter all
ie good minister spoke to
it a good thing that what
would help and not hurt
spered the children, touch everent
little fingers. And
he heat of the June day.?