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Show WESTERN THE She Forgot It! ' Nellie hung WEEKLY. her head. “T forgot it.” For the first time in her life Nurse shook her severely. “Well, darling, have you done your | “You naughty child; Do you know lessons well today?” said Mrs. Crampton that the coachman ought to have been as she laid her hand on Nellie’s little back by this time with the doctor and curly head. your father? And when I went to see “Yes, pretty well, mamma,” said Nellie, why they delayed, there was the coachkissing her; “but I do wish I needn’t do man in the stable. He had had no any. They are horrible!” order. I hope it may not be so bad as Mrs. Crampton smiled. we think, but your mamma is very ill.” “T am afraid you must make the best The child’s tears flowed fast but they | of them, dear. Why, when you are were not the last she shed that day. grown up you won’t be a companion to All that day she was kept in the papa unless you can read books and nursery, and heard the doctor’s step on understand what he talks about.” the stairs and the doors opening and “No, mamma, but he will have you, so shutting; but no one came to see her, he won’t want to talk to me about grand and at bed time there was no goodthings.” night kiss from father or mother. A look of sadness passed over Mrs. Early next morning she was aroused Crampton’s face as she replied,— by voices, and opening hereyes she saw “We cannot tell, darling, that I shall her father bending overher. Before she be here for papa to talk to.” could speak he said,— “Why, what are you going to do?” “You must be quiet, Nellie, mamma “Nothing at present, 1 hope, but ten wants to say good-bye to you.” years is a long time, and I am not very She was taken to her mother’s room. | strong, you know, my daughter.” The sight of the white face startled her,. “Oh, but papa said the other day that and she sobbed bitterly. One kiss from he. hoped when the warm weather came the pale lips, one faint whisper of “Lityou would go to the sea and get quite tle Nellie,” and the weeping child was well, like me.” carried away. “T hope so too, dear.” In afew hours Nellie was motherless. Mrs. Crampton shut her eyes, and It was a sharp lesson never forgotten. Nellie, thinking she was going to sleep, She heard afterward that the doctor took a picture-book to the fur rug in said he came too late to be of any use. front of the fire, and there was silence Nellie is now a woman with children for about half an hour. Then Mrs. of her own, to whom she often tells this Crampton said,— story as a warning against disobedience. “Are you still there, Nellie?” Ex. “Yes, mamma.” “Did your father say what time he would be home?” “Not till half-past seven, I think, for he ordered dinner for a quarter to Fine Carriages, Buggies and Carts, Surrey Wagons, Spring Wagons, eight.” Delivery Wagons, Coal and “Give me my writing-case, dear; I Butcher Wagons, want to send a note to him.” FKarm Wagons. Nellie got the writing materials like a FRAZIER ROAD CARTS, useful little girl, and presently the note In Eight Sizes and Styles. was given into her hands. Fine and Cheap Harness for Carriages Buggies and Wagons. “Take this at once to the coachman, and tell him to take the brougham to Studebaler Branch House your father’s office, leave this note, and SALT LAKE CITY, UTAH. wait for an answer. Do you under- Write us for Prices.’ stand?” —_——_— A ROCKERY. We're building a rockery, Susie and I, Of pebble, of moss, and of shell; We’ve chosen a place quite under the shade, And close by the old-fashioned well. We plan it, we build it, we tear it all down; As busy as beavers or bees; We’re brown as the berries, and hearty and hale, And happy as sailors on seas. And the days are as well can be; And Susie is lovely I wish every day and *Twere summer the short as the days and dear; I wish every hour, whole of the year. For we’re building a rockery, Susie and I, Of pebble, of moss, and of shell; And the loveliest of ferns, and: grasses, and vines Shall grow by the old-fashioned well. R. W. Lowrtisz, in Our Little Ones. CLEVER BIRDS. In one of our exchanges we note the following pleasing little anecdote: One morning, when my little sister was walking with mamma,she found a young lettuce-bird in the path. It had evidently fallen from the nest, but they could not see where it was, and fearing the bird would be killed in the road, mamma told Bessie she might bring it home, and, as it was a seed-eating bird, they hoped to be able to raise it in the cage with the canary-bird. She carried the little thing home and put it in the canary’s cage, which hung in the shady front porch. In a little while we heard a commotion among the birds, and hurrying into the porch we saw a pretty sight. Two old lettuce-birds, evidently the parents of the one in the cage, were fluttering about the bars with some food for their baby. He was standing on the perch, and seemed afraid to fly down; so the canary flew down, took the seeds from the old birds, and carried them to the little one. They did this several times. The next day Bessie met a small boy who had another yellow-bird about the size of the one she had found the day before, apparently one of the same brood. “Take it at once to the coachman, dear.” “Oh, yes, mamma.” Nellie ran out of the room to do so, but she met the cook with a basket in her hand. “Your rabbits have just come, miss. Would you like to put them into the hutch, or shall I? It does uot rain now. Nellie remembered the note, but the temptation to take the new rabbits into the yard and look at them was too great; she thought, “I can take the note after I have put the rabbits away; there’s no hurry,” and putting the note in her pocket, she put on her garden hat and was soon admiring and stroking her new treasures. Time ‘passed on, and a loud ringing above her head made her “There’s half-past one and I been made tidy,” and she ran house, snatching off her hat as and quite forgetting the exclaim, hayen’t into the she ran note in her her a third bird about the size of our two pets. It seemed clear that, after trying to care for the divided family together, the intelligent birds had agreed that the father should take care of the caged birds, while the mother tended the lonely birdling in the nest until it was able to fly, when she brought it to visit his brother and sister. They were all by this time able to fly, so although felt worse, because he charged her to send for him without a moment’s delay if she felt an attack coming on.” So saying the servant left the room, and the hall cloek struck four. Nellie’s heart beat fast. What should she do? She had been sent with a note at half-past twelve and had forgotten all about it! Supposing it was to tell we her father to send the doctor? however, she came were grieved friends, we again, bringing to part from our little determined to wise and loving parents by reward giving the their children the freedom all birds love so well. We opened. the cage. door, and after a few timid twitters and flutters, the young birds flew out, and the reunited family flew away in the sweet summer air. As for the canary, virtue had to be its reward, but it seemed to y satisfy him, for he followed his depart- ing guests with a beautiful burst of ON DECEMBER 15TH, $30 STOR’. THE Pay WESFERN a PRIZE WEEKLY wit OF # BSO.00 + For ta: BEST “QHRISTMAS STORY” © Five THousanp FOR To Six PUBLICATION $20 THousanp IN ITS Prize On. 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