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October 2, 1912 ] THE
"Where? To dig some potatoes for the
Widow Long. 1 am in training for the 4B. O. *
W. H.' *'
"For the what? Put down that pail and
come home! Have you gone quite crazy? Do
1 live to see an Appleton with a shovel on his
shoulder?"
"Can't auntie, 1 am on the president's business
and must hurry." And with a laugh Winthrop
ran off down the street. But at the supner
table, his father oni/t
"Well, Winthrop, I understand that you
have joined the shovel brigade. Just what is
it all for?"
"Why, you see, dad, all the best boys belong
to the 'Brotherhood of Willing Helpers,'
and to be.really friends with them I'd have to
be a helper, too, and all their test stunts are
like what I did today, and, honest, it was lots
of fun, and the dear old lady was so pleased,
and she gave me some cookies which were?
well, they were just all right."
"Just listen to that!" said the father.
"When I was a lad, and went to that school,
the Only 'brotherhood' whif>h VCf> Irnour moa
one of mischief, of taking apples and melons,
letting out hens, and other things too mean
, to mention. And they say the world is getting
wicked. This doesn't look like it. Here's
long life to the 'B. 0. \V. II.' and may our
Winthrop live to be president of it!"?S. E.
Winfield, in The Child's Hour.
A ROYAL FRIENDSHIP.
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"Once upon a time," there was a little kingdom,
many miles over the sea, and the king
who ruled was a good and kind man, also a
wise ruler, and much beloved by his people,
rich and poor alike.
But with all this popularity, and the love of
his loyal people, the king had one great trial,
namely, to find a suitable companion for his
little daughter?the princess.
Many and bright were the children of the
king'8 noblemen, but they were all just a trifie
proud and imperious, and this was very distasteful
to the king, who wished his daughter
to grow up, learning to love every one, and to
be loved by every class of people in her father's
kingdom.
But one day, whiLe out walking, the princess
saw a little child about her own age, gathering
wild flowers by the wayside; and upon asking
permission, the princess learned that she was
welcome to gather the flowers, too, in which
sport she joined eagerly, and they were soon
deep in childish talk. Soon it was time to
part, and each little girl went her way with
armfuls of the beautiful wayside blossoms.
Upon reaching her home, the princess told
her fond father of the meeting with the little
girl, whose name she learned was Pauline, and
the king was very much pleased; so much, in
fact, that he told his daughter that she might
have Pauline come to her home?the palace;
and it was a very happy princess who set out
next day to find her little friend. Upon their
return to the palace, they were greeted warmly
by the king, and after a happy day spent in
playing all sorts of quaint games, Pauline was
taken to her humble home on the edge of the
forest by her hostess, and after an affectionate
good-bye, returned to her fatiher, and was
soon in the land of dreams.
A Tshort time following this happy event, the
princess had a birthday, and the king decided
to celebrate it in a fitting manner. So invitations
were issued, and, oh! the joy of little
Pauline, when a tiny note bearing the royal
PRESBYTERIAN OF THE 80
cregt, was received in her humble home, requesting
that she come to the party, too!
"A party, and at the king's home, too!" exclaimed
Pauline's father, turning the dainty
note over and over in his hand, and looking
with much pride at his little daughter, whose
eyes sparkled and whose rosy cheeks were
even more rosy with the pleasure of it all.
But a dress and a suitable gift were the
questions most important to Pauline's mother,
and after much consideration, it was donidpil
that if a new dress was to come, there would be
no money for the gift, but Pauline was undaunted,
and said that nothing could be prettier
than a large bunch of wild flowers that
grew by the wayside, and of which the princess
was so fond.
Happy thought! and happy was our little
brighteyed girl, who, on the day of the event,
trudged along the dusty road, wearing her
new gown of white, and bearing in her slender
arms a huge bouquet of beautiful June blossoms
for her new friend, the princess.
Upon her arrival at the palace, she was
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gicci,cu uy me princess nerseit, and made to
feel an honored guest.
And not only the princess, but every little
girl present admired the beautiful flowers, and
learned to love Pauline; because of her sweet
and becoming manner.
So it was, when the party was over, that
Pauline returned home to the parents who
loved her so much, with a light heart, and
knowing that by her genuine love and kindliness
of heart, she had won a life-long friend,
and that as her crest she could wear the beautiful
motto:
"Kind hearts are more than coronets,
And simple faith, than Norman blood."
?The Presbyterian.
BILLY.
One day Billy was a stranger; at the end of
a week he was as ranch at home as any hoy on
the street.
"We are glad he came," Teddy Farr said.
"We like him."
And the other hoys said pretty much the
same thing.
"Why is this Billy such a favorite f" Mr.
Farr asked Mrs. Farr.
"I don't know yet," said Mrs. Farr. "I am
watching to find out."
When three more weeks had passed, she
thought she knew.
A group of boys were out in front of her gate
one afternoon, and she heard one of them say;
"Pshaw! What can we play? T wish the snow
hadn't all gone into mnd."
"We had jnst finished our fort," said another,
"and were ready to begin, but it washed
down in the night."
"Anyway, we had fun making St," said
Billy. "Let's not waste the whole afternoon.
Let's start and play something that doesn't
need snow."
When Mrs. Farr lonlrpd nnroin Vaw
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sailing ships down the gutter, and discovered
the Mississippi with great excitement.
Another time, Teddy had to go on an errand,
and asked the others to keep him company.
"Oh, we can't'" objected somebody; "we've
got it all planned to walk ont in the other direction
and see the place where the fire was
last night."
"Why wouldn't it do," said Billy, " to go
with Teddy first? We needn't come all the
way hack, need we? There onght to he some
short cnts, I should think."
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Well, when they had put their heads to
gether, they remembered that there was.
Then there was the day when Joe Hall lost
his arithmetic. Joe and Billy were the best in
the school in arithmetic. Joe hated to mis*
any of his lessons.
"Never mind," said Billy. "My book will
do for both until yours turns up. We are pretty
quick at it, you know. We can manage."
When the mud froze hard and the snow
came again, and the boys brought out their
sleds to go coasting, Billy appeared with the
funniest home-made one that was ever seen.
"It isn't very pretty," he said cheerfully,
when the others were trying to be polite and
look as if they saw nothing different in it, "but
it will do. When you go scudding downhill
on it, the feeling is just the same."
"If," said Teddy, during a rainy recess,
"Will Pritchard had only come to school today,
we could try that new game he was telling
us about."
"Let's try it, anyway," said Billy. "We
can piay all we remember, and make up the
rest. That will do until we can get the real
thing."
On one sad afternoon, when they were having
a game of ball in the school-yard, Billy
broke a cellar window. After a crash there
was a pause of dismay.
"We must have kept getting to the house
without noticing it," said Billy.
"How would it do," suggested Joe, "to be
quiet until we are asked about it?" Maybe
Mr. Nevin will think that the street boys did
it. They broke one."
"It wouldn't do at all," said Billy quickly.
"It wouldn't be fair."
He told Mr. Nevin, and paid for the pane;
and after that he was short of money for
some time, for Billy was poor.
After the three weeks, Mrs. Farr said to Mr.
Farr; "I think I know why the boys like
Billy."
"Why?"
" Because he has a delightful habit of getting
the best for himself and his friends out of
what he has at hand. He makes things 'do'
except the things that won't do at all. I like
Billy myself," she said, smiling.?Sallie Campbell,
in Evangelical Messenger.
HOLD-ONS.
1. Hold on to your hands when you are
about to do an unkind act.
2. Hold on to your tongue when you arc
just ready to speak harshly.
3. Hold on to your heart when evil persons
invite you to join their ranks.
4. Hold on to your virtue; it is above all
price to you in all times and places.
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v.i uu jum iuul wiibii you are on tne
point of forsaking the path of right.
6. Hold on to the truth, for it will serve you
well and do you good throughout eternity.
7. Hold on to your temper when you are excited
or angry, or others are angry with you.?
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CONUNDRUM.
T am as black as black can be.
But yet I shine.
My home Is deep within the earth,
In a dark mine.
*ger ago I was buried there.
And yeC T hold
The aunfthine and that warmed
The world of old.
Though black and rold I seem lo be,
Yet I can glow.
fust put me in a Ha ring Are,
Then you whl <r.ow.
Then you will know.
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