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August 18, 1909.
with her," said Mrs. Ross,
one little girl, anyway."
"All right, mamma," said
little girl. "How can I get
"I am going down to se
some washing for me," sai<
go with me. Pick out the <
and we will start at once."
"Poor little Effie!" said .
tie house. "Just think of
house and having no playtl
. But when they reached
children were digging thei
warm, white sand, and hj
world. There were corn c
around the sand pile, and
with pebbles and shells f<
fences to divide the fields,
to see the wonderful thin
and forgot all about Poll;
newspaper.
"What did Effie think of
ma when they started hom
"I didn't give her to Effic
has the loveliest plaything:
aren't half as nice. She isi
"All little boys and girls
llDt'P rrnA/4 ^ ~
i?u* v iiintr> dUU UC
"Never forget that, dearie!
world will not make selfish
boys and girls can make the
good times all the year rou
she isn't poor, Effie, but i
Hilda Richmond, in Heralc
PUZ2
Now when I hurt
I do, you know, m<
My mother alwayt
And says, "I'm soi
And when to-nigh
And I could only
'Cause I felt achy
And all my throat
She seemed to loi
I wonder why she
Did mother say, '
I am so glad, I a
MUKE THAN T
A young Italian knocked
artist's studio in Rome, an
claimed: "Please, madam,
ter's brush?" The paintei
filled with a longing to b<
great master's brush. Th<
the boy's hand saying: "
my boy." With a flush of
tried, but found he could p.
own. The lady then said 1
like the great master unles
Kir f Un rvAiifAo rtf V
uy inv pu v> v.i ui ii,
to successfully carry on th
The same great lesson w?
THE PRESBYTERI/
"You have too many for
I Amy, who was a generous
: them to her?"
e if Effie's mamma can do
1 Mrs. Ross, "and you may
loll vou want Effie to have.
Vmy, as they neared the litliving
in that little bit of a
lings!"
the house three rosy little
ir pink toes into a heap of
iving the best time in the
ob dolls standing solemnly
each child had a tiny farm
ir animals, and little stick
Amy dropped right down
gs the children had made,
y Dolly, wrapped up in a
Polly Dolly?" asked mame.
mamma," said Amy. "She
5 in all the world and mine
l't poor at all, but rich."
are rich who know how to
happy," said her mamma.
All the playthings in the
children happy, while good
?ir own playthings and have
nd. I am very glad to hear
i rich, happy little girl."?
1 and Presbyter.
:led.
my8eir at play,
38t ev'ry day,
i kisses me
rry as cap be!"
t I told a lie,
cry and cry
round my heart,
began to smart,
re to see me cry!
did, and why
'Dear little lad,
m so glad"?
?Alice Van Leer Carrlck.
OOLS NEEDED.
/\?^ A /]nir n i- *1% a A ^ ? f ? ?
win- way a L lilt UUU1 UI an
d, when it was opened, exwill
you give me the masr
was dead, and the boy,
; an artist, wished for the
i lady placed the brush in
This is his brush; try it,
earnestness on his face he
lint no better than with his
to nun: iou cannot paint
s you have his spirit."
le Holy Spirit are we able
e Master's work,
is taught once in a museum
OF THE SOUTH.
of old-time armor. When a
sword of Wallace, he said: "I
win such victories." "Ah, sir
don't see the arm that wielded
We need all the grace an
through studying the best mo
example: but if we are mere
be void of real power. We
same Spirit who wrought in
ones.?Christian Union.
A BIRTHDAY S
By Kathleen Ed<
It was grandmother's birtl
making the cake. Ned and
woods for flowers, and no one
tion to three-year-old Dorotlv
the house at her own free will
Her little hands were into
ter's neat bureau drawers w>
the clean handkerchiefs all 1
with cologne, Dorothy went ii
On the dresser stood an att
box. The cover was soon of
said Dorothy, as she took out
She put the cover on again, a
thimble in her hand.
An hour or so later sister
room, and, seizing the little b
and laid it by grandmother's p
orated table.
When father led grandmoth
gave her the box, saying?
"A s'pise for you, grandmotl
Grandmother opened it, an
was surprised, for the box was
"Why, why! Where is it?'
"All gone," said Dorothy,
find it!"
And she slid down from h<
into the kitchen, followed by
ments they returned.
"She must have had it anc
table, for she went right the
found," said mother.
"Oh, we'll soon find it," said
But still the children looke
smiled when the big cake was
"Grandmother must cut it.
handed her the knife.
Grandmother had carefully <
she suddenly cried, "Why, win
the missing thimble.
"Dere's fimble 1" said Doroth
"How do you s'pose it ever j
asked.
"I believe I can guess," said
in the pan on the table just b
oven, and Dorothy must hav<
dropped it in. She was in th
just about that time."
"I call this an all-round sui
grandmother?" said Ned.?Sui
visitor was shown the
do not ?ee how it could
said the guide, "vou
it."
d tact we can acquire
dels and imitating their
imitators, our lives will
must be filled with the
and through his noble
URPRISE.
iy Mundy.
iday. Sister was busy
Helen had gone to the
was paying much atteny,
who wandered about
everything. After sisere
turned topsy-turvy,
unfolded and sprinkled
ato mother's room,
ractive little blue yelvet
F, and "Pretty, pretty,"
a shining gold thimble,
md trotted off with the
1 hurried into mother's
lue box, ran downstairs
late on the prettily-decer
out to dinner, Helen
.o- "
d certtainly every one
empty.
' shouted Ned.
smiling sweetly. "Baby
ir high chair and went
mother. In a few mo1
left it on the kitchen
re; but it is not to be
[ grandmother.
:d very sad and hardly
brought in.
" said father, as he
cut several slices, when
it's this?" and drew out
y, delightedly.
got in the cake?" Helen
sister. "The cake was
efore it was put in the
e had ttiimKio ~ J
? ..>V VIUIIIL/IV dliu
e kitchen this morning
prise party, don't you, iday-school
Times.