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By Frank
"I'm sorry you lost it," sai<
As she sat in her corner c'
And Richard and Percival 1
Put mother, still busy, did
"Have you lost anything, R
"No, Percival. Haven't you
Two little faces grew rosy
And mother said, "Yes, my
JIM'S TELEPH(
"Why, you're a smart lit
big basket. It's bigger that
Jim looked up with a srr
maid helped him to take th<
his cart.
" 'Taint a bit too big for n
wasn't any one else to br
hurt and couldn't."
They carried the basket ii
Jim waited for Mrs. Trice
saw a wonderful thing.
It hung on the wall in z
Trice stood before it, talkinj
Jim could hear what she sai
"Hello. Is this number :
want a bushel of potatoes?
and a pound of tea?and t
three packages of oatmeal
She made a little pause beti
Jim was amazed. The to
there were only a few tele
He had never heard of thei
"Mis' Price," he asked, "d<
you tell "em?"
"Yes, Jimmy," she said, 1
keep me waiting a little,
later."
Jim asked his mother abo
"She talks to a thing tha
said. "She asks for all so
says they come."
"You must 'a' been mist
she had lived in the countr
had never heard of a tele]
was writing out a list or so
straight."
But Jim couldn't get it o
Price said she got things b>
on the wall.
One morning, as he and
clothes into the hall, no 01
sudden, a bright idea popp<
Price could get things that
He drew a chair to it, cli
to the queer little thing, ju
In the half light he hadn't
to her ear.
y
THE PRESBYTERS
Children
EY LOST.
H. Sweet.
J mother, one day.
ha'r. mending away;
ooked in surprise.
not raise her eyes.
Ichard, today ?'
i, either??I say!"
with shame.
dears, temper's its name,"
?Exchange.
DNE MESSAGE.
ttle fellow to bring such a
t you."
tile as Mrs. Price's kitchen
i basket of clean clothes off
ne," he said proudly. "There
ing it. 'cause my brother's
lto the back hall, and, while
to be ready to pay him, he
i rather dark corner. Mrs.
*. Without trying to listen,
id. This was it:
204? This is Mrs. Price?I
-and ten pounds of sugar?
wo bunches of celery?and
?and a bottle of vanilla."
veen each order,
wn they lived in was small,
phones in it, lately put in.
n before.
d all them things come when
laughing. "Sometimes they
but they come sooner or
ut it.
t ctirL-c nut r?f the wall." he
rts o' good things, and she
aken, Jimmy," she said, for
y until lately, and, like Jim,
phone. "Likely Mrs. Price
mething. and you didn't.see
ut of his mind. Surely Mrs.
/ talking into that odd thing
Jane carried the basket of
le was there. And all of a
:d into Jim's mind. If Mrs.
way, why could not he?
mbed up, and put his mouth
st as Mrs. Price always did.
noticed the thiing she held
kN OF THE SOUTH.
"Hello?this is Jimmy Ray
to our house, real bad?we ai
meal and some potatoes. \\
some butter on it?and?Ton
bring clothes and?if vou ha
leak real bad?and some mill
o? stuff to make him wellwait
very long"?
.The pleading voice stoppe
his heart beating with hope,
know that his voice had 11c
the telephone.
Hut some one outside hat
tremulous voice, Mrs. Pric<
door opening into the hall
message.
She made a visit to Jimr
that many comforts found t
brother was able to work, a
plenty of washing to do.
Later she explained the w
Jim.. After she left him. he s
at it.
"Well," he said at lengtl
handy thing, but I don't knc
as good as I want."?Sidne
Register.
PRUE'S L:
Mrs, Wetherbee looked 01
and sighed. "No school toda
Upstairs Prue was dressec
There were many puckers an
"I must go! The'snow isn'i
and coax until mother has tc
But she must say her praj
Once at Sunday school Pri
man pray, and one thing tha
her so much that she had ]
every morning since. It wa:
"Oh, God, bless today an
us all."
She said it now as usual.
When she was ready to
mother a sudden thought s
on the knob of the door.
"I know mother won't
weather. And it will be horr
Prue was remembering th<
"I suppose, of course, snc
can be blessed as much as o
stay at home from school an
behind. But then, when yoi
good, maybe you ought to le
She opened the door and 1
"I am sorry about the stG
said her mother. "You and
er today and send.our men f
"Yes'm," said Prue, meekl
herself to many words lest 1
ones."
Mrs. Wetherbee looked at
then she smiled and patted h
June 23, 1909.
. We want a lot of things
n't got anything to eat but
re'd like some bread?and
u's real sick and I have to
ve any shoes, 'cause mine
: for Tom?and some kind
-please, please?and don't
d, and Jim climbed down.
Of course, he could not
>t reached any one inside
1 heard. At sound of the
2 had come quietly to a
and heard the telephone
uy's home, and saw to it
heir way there before the
uul the mother could find
orking of the telephone to
itood for a moment gazing
1, ''you're a mighty nice,
>w but Mis' Price is about '
y Dayre, in the Christian
ESSONS.
it at the fast falling snow
iy," she said. "Poor Prue!"
1, standing at the window,
d wrinkles in her face,
t so very deep. I will coax
> let me."
ers before she went down.
ie had heard an old gentlet
he asked for had pleased
put it in her own prayers
5 this:
d make it a good day for
rush down stairs to her
topped her with her hand
let me go; it's dreadful
id times here all day."
i words of her prayer.
>wy days can be good and
thers. But I do so hate to
d miss my lessons and get
i ask God to make the day
t him."
went to her breakfast,
irmv morninc. Prue flpar "
I must keep house togetholks
out into the snow:"
y. She was afraid to trust
they should "be the wrong
her as if she felt surprised ;
er on the head.