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12 For the WHAT TH 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.