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the story of dr.
old gra:
It was raining hard.
irrav llnti
^ kim,
all boys and girls visit 1
rainy Saturdays. The ?
What-to-Do-Xext."
Molly stood up and lo<
Grandmother was sittin
was in her lap; she was
"She is remembering,"
"She is thinking of all the
ago. Lots of them are
And she feels sorry."
Molly waited only a mo
stairs.
Presently grandmother
door.
"Come in." she said.
The door was opened a
Charley's coat, which cai
her father's hat, which all
neck, it was so wabbly a
was carrying a big umb:
against the wall and tool
it is not polite to wear ;
you are a man.
"Good morning, ma'am
"I am a doctor; not jus
doctor that's very import;
of dollars apiece."
By this time Molly an<
hands.
"What is your name
mother.
"M'm," meditated Moll
T can't stay long. There
and croup and other disea;
But your son asked me t
Please let me see your to
Dr. Mary looked at gra
felt Iter pulse, then she 1;
rrron/lniA+lior'c ^r.rnlinorl o
against the end of grandi
Dr Mary shook her he;
"You are a very, very
"I've got just three cures
cure you, I don't know v
"There!" cried grandm
i \\ru~4. ~ .J
ta.sc . v\ nai is me iiim;
"The first,' answered M
pies from showing (for
special doctor that had di
me!
Grandmother was not s
point with a patient.
"I feel better already,"
"The second," continue
smoothed her hair back ;
THE PRESBYTERIAN
Yes tor i
MARY AND THE DEAR
NDMOTHER.
In her journey through the
n had come to a place which
- 1 ^ 1 *11
iow aim men, especially on
dace is named "I Wonderoked
about her.
ig by the fire. Her knitting
gazing into the coals.
Molly whispered to herself.
: things that used to be long
over, and she misses them.
ment. Then she went downheard
a loud knock at the
nd there was Molly, wearing
me down to her heels; and
most gave her a crick in her
nd hard to balance, and she
rella. She set the umbrella
k off her hat?she was glad
your hat in the house when
she said to grandmother,
t a plain one, but a special
ant, and my visits cost a lot
:1 grandmother were shaking
, doctor?" inquired grandy.
"My name is Dr. Mary.
is a great deal of measles
>es waiting for me in a hurry.
:o*step in, so I obliged him.
ngue."
indmother's tongue, then she
lid the palm of her hand on
nd put the back of her hand
mother's nose,
ad.
sick lady," she said gravely.
? to give you. If they don't
vhat 1 11 do.
lother. "It must be a bad
99
oily, trying to keep her dimwho
ever heard of a great
imples?), "the first is to kiss
low to obey, which is a great
1_ _ _ A
sne saia.
?d Dr. Mary, when she had
again out of her eyes, "is to
OF THE SOUTH.
take all these different things
you about, and stir them up
right over your heart in a pla:
Molly got that last expressii
^ _ . i.
ios>. .-ne wauca to see wne
appreciate it. Grandmother t
"Very well, i will." she pr
the things are."
"Why," said Molly, "this i
other boys that he felt preti
before you came, but now h<
'all right,' he said. And moth
in a family when an angel can
meant you. Julie and Katy tl
heard them tell the butcher 1
lady in town could 'hold a ca
very slangy, but they meant t
crazy about you. All of us
Mary, "stir all these up and p
?the heat will be good for yo
"Oh, very good!" said gran
shining. Then she tried the
several times without stoppin
"Wait! Wait!" said Dr. Ma
medicine for you to take."
"I don't need it!" said gran
But Dr. Mary frowned at
and frisked about the room
undignified for a famous phy<
"11 you knew what it was
"If you just knew what it w
that! There!"
She snatched something ov
to say, Charley's pocket?anc
mother's laps. It was small ai
foreign postmarks. It was a 1
youngest son, her "baby," wh
ably learned book in Japan.
"How do you feel now," as
mother was turning the first
"As if I had never had an
swered grandmother.
And indeed she looked it!?
rnary St. Nicholas.
WHAT A BO(
"Once upon a time," a libr
talking to a little boy who ha
words seemed worth recordin
"Please don't handle me wi
feel ashamed to he seen whet
rowed me.
"Or leave me out in the ra
well as children.
"Or make marks on me wit
would spoil my. looks.
"Or lean on me with your el
ing me. It hurts."?Exchang
March 30, 1910.
>REN^\
that I am going to tell
together and put them
ster, to draw."
on from Julie, the laund
1 her grandmother would
lid.
omised. "Tell me what
s one: Charley told the
ly shy of grandmothers
; liked them; they were
er said it made a change
iie and lived with it?she
link you are splendid! I
:here wasn't another old
indie to you.' That was
o be nice. And father is
are. Now!" ended Dr.
mt them over your heart
u."
dmother softly, her eyes
first "cure" over again
gtry.
"There is one more
idmother.
her. Then she laughed
in a way that was very
sician.
!" she cried delightedly.
as, you never would say
it of her pocket, that is
1 dropped it into grandnd
oblong, and had many
etter from grandmother's
o was writing a remark;ked
Molly, when grandpage.
ill day in my life," an-Sally
Campbell, in Feb
3K SAID.
ary book was overheard
d just borrowed it. The
g, and here they are:
ith dirty hands, I should
i the next little boy bor
in. Books catch cold as
h your pen or pencil. It
Ibows when you are reade.