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Entered according to Act of Congress, in J une,lß6B, by J. W. Burkk & Cos., in the Clerk’s Office of the District Court of the United States for the So. District of Georgia.
VOL. 11.
RED RIDING HOOD,
S'ONG years ago, when but a child,
By mother’s side I’ve stood,
i And listened, weeping, while she told
. cprr and) Os dear Red Riding Hood.
And, even now, when growing old,
Q) The story I recall,
Os that most kind and loving girl,
Who was beloved by all.
No wonder, when she always was
So diligent and good,
And helped her parents and her friends
In every way she could.
She gladly read unto the blind,
Took food unto the poor,
And by kind actions helped the sick
Their sufferings to endure.
So mother told me years ago,
While sitting by her knee;
I wish my little readers all
Like that good girl would be.
When cruel winter has begun,
And cold winds keenly blow,
And drifted in the streets and lanes
Are seen the sleet and snow;
Alas ! how many poor ones then
Crowd round a cheerless hearth :
llow many, poorer, shivering go,
Without a home on earth 1
Help them in every way you can :
Remember them in prayer,
And from your plentiful supply
A little portion share.
Give something, tho’ the gift should bo
Small as the widow’s mite,
’Twill help to fill some aching heart
With comfort and delight.
The youngest of you has the power
And means of doing good ;
You all can do what once was done
By dear Red Riding Hood.
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The Little Girl's Testimony.
The most stirring exhortation we re
collect hearing in the prayer room, came
from the lips of a little girl some ten
years of age, who was troubled with a
serious imperfection of speech. M ith
considerable difficulty of articulation,
she told of hope in the Saviour, ending
with : “If ever the time comes that I
can’t talk at all, I shall raise my right
hand to show that I love Jesus.”
Let all silent Christians come to a
like determination.
MACON, GEORGIA, JUNE 19, 1869.
Written for Burke’s Weekly
LITTLE TOTTY.
BY MRS. MARY E. m’KINXE.
E doin’ to ’cool,” said little
Totty. She was standing on
the door-step, ready to start,
her round, rosy face enveloped in a blue
calico sun-bonnet, and a tiny satchel on
her arm ; the little roly-poly figure
looking for all the world good enough
and sweet enough to eat, if there had
been any cannibals about.
“Do what?” asked her brother Er
nest, who at that moment stepped
through the dining-room window out on
the verandah, a tin bucket suspended
from one arm, a pile of school books on
the other.
“ Me doin’ to’cool,” repeated Totty.
“Going to school!” exclaimed her
brother. “ Who ever heard of such a
thing ? You look like going to school!
Why, you are too little.”
“’lttle dirls do to’cool,” persisted
Totty; “and me is doin’. Mamma
said so.”
“The deuce she did! I mean, you
are mistaken, Totty. I know mother
couldn’t have intended for you to go to
school. A little rat of a thing, no big
ger than my fist. You can’t go with
me, that’s certain. I’ll go and persuade
mother out of it,” and Ernest turned
into the house again.
But, although he hunted the house up
stairs and down, Mrs. Dayton could no
where be found ; so, thinking his moth
er had walked out some where, and
seeing by the clock on the mantel-piece
it was already past nine, Erny decided
it was best to “ evacuate the position ”
quietly; and hurry off to school.
Now, Totty, feeling quite confident
he would “ persuade his mother out of
it,” resolved, cunning little strategist
that she was, to “steal a march ” on
her brother, and thus out-general him.
On reaching the big road, therefore, by
the back way, what was the boy’s
amazement to find the little one there
before him.
Now, Totty,” he said, thoroughly
provoked at her pertinacity, “there
isn’t a bit of use in you behaving so.
You are not going with me toschool, so
run right back to mother, this minute.”
“ But me wants to go to ’cool, and
me will,' 1 looking as determined as it
was possible for a little four-year-old to
look; “see if me don’t.”
“ You wan’t a good whipping, that’s
what you want, you little obstinate
thing, you ! and I hope mother will give
it to you. But never mind, we’ll see
which can run the fastest.”
So saying, Ernest started off as fast
as his heels could carry him, never once
looking behind, till a sudden turn in the
road hid liis little sister from sight.
Then checking his pace, he sauntered
leisurely on, saying to himself:
“ The little minx ! What on earth
could have put such an absurd notion
into her head? Go to school, indeed !
Why the boys never would have known
when to stop laughing at me.”
But his conscience did not feel quite
at ease during the day, and when little
Mary Moore gave him a great red-cheek
ed apple for helping her with her sum,
he did not eat it, but put it carefully
away in his bucket, to take home to his
little sister.
It was perhaps an hour after break
fast, when, with sleeves rolled up, her
check-gingham apron redolent of vin
egar and spices, Mrs. Dayton emerged
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