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Show I j t i FOR i:0 YS AND (i 1 HLS. ' COME GOOD STORIES FOR OUR JUNIOR READERS. X itory of r l p" lab wlih ' Mamma a the trailer Thi lub prntls a Uf with Katinrnrtiiry Me- j Salts Two lllta or Sua. A HKVf hi Ml or M u l l Ml. Around the g.inlrn Johnnie strolled. Ai nappy Jinn pli, l saw tlir pretty Mowers, and heard The humming 11I th II II II II II U. die v..itrhcd the busy nee is, and Grew holder by ilrgrrca, "I'll Jut rut. Ii one," anld he at laat, "That big one 1 .111 I' f C C (.' I.'." II" mwle a (mil anil then bin arrcama Were borne upon the lire-ie; lis hud been along, which aervcd him right. That hurrlil llltlr T T T T T T. Indoors, he ruahed. ami thers h stood. With teara and Blinking kneea; Ilia mother tied hla linger up. Wlih h qui. kly gave him K K K K K. Monlroal Herald ami Mar. tvi hit iir ri w. 'Mumla waa perrhed up on the atone wall, a piece of Johnny-cake in on hand and a law turnip In the other. The yellow leaves of the bin dm am fluttering down around her. There waa a sweet email of ripened grape frrnn tlm wild tin niar her. The air mi worm and mellow and lull of Heptcmher hwi. It wna very till, only now and then one heard rip-gilea rip-gilea of IniiKhtiT and the aharp click of balla and mailcta. "1)0 jrnu aw 'emT" aald 'Manila' twin alster. 'Mell. reaching up ao that 'her freckled foiehead waa on a level with llm atone wall. Piior 'Mella jcouldn't climb up beratu aha had a tone brula on her foot, and It hurt her to put her toe In the crevice of till wall. "yea," replied 'Manila. peering through the yellow leaves. " 'l.ltabeth iKdwarili haa not a croquet-parly. IMore'u a doien Ihere! The aclrla have .got on while drea.ea, and the boya ave velvet Jnc kola and ruMlcs on their 1 'shlrtwalsta." I don't -" why aha didn't lurlte ual" aald 'Mella, ix-ttlnhly. "1 " 'Causa we're pmir and our mother J ,akcs In washing and our beat dreeaea j atr only ilniiliiinii." aoberly. a "Wa can piny croquet real well, though! My. don't 1 wlah wa bad a , I Let?" I 'Manila tuck another lilte of her tur- ' pP. crunched It between her even 1 white lilh. ami then aald, earneatly, u aha scrambled down from the wall: ' "1 aay, 'Hullo! Let's nioke onal" "Howf" "Oh, you'll soar nw P'-tlr alower-wltted Mel I a paw." , ' ! 8toul, yellow willow atema, with leaves stripped off, were bent boop-llks for the arches; fur malleU 'Manda begged two large spools fitiu mother, avnd long allrka made hanillra for them, 'iwo allrka with alrlpa of red. green, Mue, black, orange, purple and white wound around them served nicely for Ma km; while aa for balla, wnat waa letter than the Utile hard applea, the windfalls Mattered on tba orchard Kraaa? 'Manda look a red Hpltaen-Imrg Hpltaen-Imrg and 'Melln a bright It Inula laland lirecnluf. And whenever the "balla" was emaalied by luaty blnwa. It waa aay enough to get uiurn. Buch a Jolly game aa they badl It aa ao funny that the glrla never a, tiuarreled a bit - and I'm afraid 1 can't My that of the young folka over In Judge Udward'a yard. "I tell you what, mother," aald 'Mandy, aa ahe went Into the houa for l new apuol. "hnme-niadn guinea are t the nlreat, after all. One baa two blta 11I fun with them! The flrat la the making tlii and tha aerond la playing play-ing them!"- Mary K. q. Ilruah. la VVouth'a (. r;iruliiu. TUB IIKKK-t r I I'll. There were five of them. If you erountml I he buby, anil they formed a club the l'hetr-l'p IMuli. Of cnurae mamma bei,an It inniniua begun alt the nice thluga, that pleuaed every one. "What ahall we do now, niaiuma?" Debhle hid aiked one niln-aturniy tny; and mninnm hail Imikril down the acalr of four duliluua Utile fin-en. from Auatlna down through Clem'a and Iiebhtu'a to Je-HHie'a (the butiy waMn't dubliiiii). and then aha bad aald: "U'l'i nln a club, every one of u." Ko tliut waa the wuy It came about. I'hrre were "truly" lawa and by-lawa , Hn a blank -hook, written out In Aua- kln'i very beat writing, and you paid our flnea when you wera aotemn and jtlinra wnan't any need of It, you know -Into the funny little tin trunk on Ciamma'a bureau. Wbeu the trunk wu 11 Jlugty with pennlea, the club wua at"''1 tu cheer aoniubody up with them 4 amebow mamma waa going to think j at a way. ! It wna dull and "mla'ble." aa Jean . ( latiild. one morning when all tha little Chrer-Vpa aat down to breakfant. Ltt- , lla alate-volored clouda acurried acroea j fii aky, and bumped agnlnit each ;; lathar. There waa not a euubcnm aa ' tfig aa your thumb, even! ' ! "Oh, my!" cried Dvbbla between tha third and fourth bltea of her Johnny- I ink. "I'm 'frald thla ta going tu be dreadful buay day!" "Well, maybe, but I can't think of 1 wingla peraon to lie cheered up," aald I 'aVtmtln, thoughtfully. l'apa glanced out of the window. "I j atin," be mild. "There'a Iota of folka. J rirnt of all. there'a Mother Nature 4 (lie dear old laily hwka all out of j avr(a." j The Creer-l'in luueheil. ., I. HI II ..Ill- ., , "lint who eii, pipu"' akil Obble, I MKerly. "I want a s' " I "Well, then, fnele Nalimn Trott. lie J alwnya haa rhemnatiani on rt.iya Ilka thla, and bin poor old muai-lea almost tie up In hard knotF ." "I'll try tu leml to I'nrle Nalium," Inhtile a.il.l, wlih her round little face full nf compnulon. Miimma laid down her fork with a ilclilen IIMIe lli k "I've thought of a cane." ehe . I ilnn-d. "f"r one of you! Let a aie, rirnt " "Me, nianima!" cried Jie, aiclted- lr' "Well, you d.nr Mr llutlerworlh a Inme t'hriaty went to the hipllal yea-tenlay. yea-tenlay. and h muldn't go with him. It alm'mt broke her twnrt ' "Oh." murmured Jeaae. pityingly, "but I'm 'moat aiire. m tiM) llllle fur am h a big cheer-upplng aa that, mamma " "You ran do a llltie. dear. I think It will help." biiI. I mamma, gently. Aunlln a fare waa crenaed with llltlfl crlaaeroaa tl ght llm-a. 1'retty "in he aMike alowiy: "There'a Kent lllahop -he'a a raae, too. Ilea got a bad anre throat, and prob'ly 'Iwuuld cheer him up to play cherkere " "Yea. dear." mninma aald. Hhe knew very well that Aunt In thought rheik-era rheik-era weie "alupld." "Well. I'll take Kent, I guiwa," quietly quiet-ly tin lili'd Auatln. "NolKHly'a got me a cime." Clem announced an-nounced audilenly, aurh a dlamal little look beginning to dawn on her face that mamma Jingled the apoona In tha apoonhiibler to remind her of the tin trunk and the Jingling for flnea. "0. Clem," ahe aald quickly, "there are ao many folka for ynu to cheer up It will keep you buay all day! Plrat.' tnere'a llaliy. you know, with hla little tool h Ira trying to cut their way through hla poor little awollen guma. Un a brave, but he necila helping out. And Nora had bad newa In her Ireland Ire-land letter thla week-her old father la alrk. And Mtty Clover haa loat two of her bablea and wanta ruddling." "And I am aure I need cheering," aald papa trying to make a very aol-emn aol-emn face. "I ahall come huine tonight to-night worn out with rarea of the day, and need a little girl tu put aome aweetniva Into me." "Why," laughed Clem. "I gucae you better 'aruae nie, mamma, ao I can go to work! I'm going to begin on the baby; but I will be ready for papa when he cornea. Come, baby, we'll build' a beautiful new three atory church." t Thnt night man, ma lurked a tired but happy liltio Cueer-I'p Club Into bed. and don't ynu wnmler how many of their "ruaea" had ' llltle warm, cheered-iip apota In their liearta? An-Die An-Die Ilnmllton llonnell. NOI'M, NOT ADVKHII, When General Grant waa In China, aaya a contributor to Hhort Htorlea, he Journeyed by water from Tlentaln to I'ckln. One morning there waa no wind, and the coollea, walking along tha river bunk, pulled tho houaelKiat. They made little progreaa. and finally the general railed hla f'hlneac aervaut and aald: "Hoy, why for theae coollea no can walkea mora faat?" "Muat talkee louder," the boy replied. re-plied. The general thinking that the boy'a meaning waa that he aliould apeak In a tone the coollea could overhear, ralaed hla vulce and repented: "Why for theae coollea no can watkeo more faat?" To which the hoy Imperturably an-awered an-awered aa before: "Muat talkee louder." loud-er." Several tltnea thla dialogue w.ia repeated re-peated and General Grant did talkea louder, until he fairly ahoutod. At laat the boy ellghtly varied hla reaponae: "No 'raalon apeak ao high, ha aalil. "More better talkee louder." Our hero waa Juat beginning to feel like Alice In Woudnrluud, when a ray of light eecmed to flaah acroaa tha mind of tha boy, and he ruahed to tha and of tha boat, aelied the captaln'i arm. and dragging him to) General Grant exclaimed: "Thla nan heloni f nliluln-Knallah for "la" lowder, Juat now can talkea he." Generul Irant aaw the Joke, on Chlneae bout a the captain la called "lowdor!" Youth'a Companion, TllKV CAHHIHI llMn," A young Cleveland woman who tearhea a Sunday achool clnaa told her mall flock eeveral Sundaya ago about the long Journey of the children ot larael on tbelr way to the I'ronilaed Land, Hhe deacrlbrd the march of tha column through the wllderneaa, and told how the prleKta walked behind tba vanguard bearing their ear rod burdena. Ijtat Sunday aho thought aha would dlacover how much of thla leenon tha little f el Iowa remembered. To her chagrin the ftrat boy ahe aakd remembered remem-bered nothing about It. "Come, now," aha aald; "aome of you aurely rememlier what the prleata carried when they marched through the wllderneaa. But no one remembered until aha reached little Unity. "Now, llaliy." ahe aald, "you know what they carried, don't you?" llaliy nodded. "They carried tha lunch," he aald, with a look of triumph at hla atupld rlaaamatea. Cleveland Plain Dealer. |