Xllli lJkKl> IN THE STKEET.
TAT>1'L13Y Staee.
Sweet littleininstrel! inelt'ng tliy tl.roat
i'll to tli.vse't—in tliisbnsy town—
AVliere, never tlie beat
Of tbe riisliiiig feet
Stays for tbe golib(i’'ops poi" big down.
Some to bep’s wort! and some to life’s
play!
But wlio heeds thee in thy window
there
Throwing each thought
Of that glad little heart
Like star-llowers downin this thorough
fare ?
Yet, what care.st tiiou, O shiger .?song!
Tlie niusic that’s boiu comes uub’d-
den.
’Twou'd ling out as clear
In Sahara’s dead ear—
That ’itvle bright breath out of heav-rn.
Ah! One heart heeds thee, heautifnl
bird—
An echoing heart here over tlie way
Tliat scents ’n the breath
Thy sweet song hath
God’s woods and meadows this
June day.
Pleasant tlie vista it oiieiis to her
Par and away tliroiigh the morning
air,
Where life iipsprings
On its thousand wings,
And joy and hope bloom everywhere.
And poet—^^thft siiig’sfc a’i to thyself
Up in thy window, what dost thou
care
If the gold of thy song
To the heavens belong,
And ring no chance on earth’s tho' ■
oughfarel
It may be some heart thou wot’st not of,
Weary and worn with straggle and
stri fe,
May catch up thy strain
And echo again
With fresh blood beat of purpose and
life.
JEdKcatioiial Vfcekly.
grand
HKANDMA’S STORY.
I am only five years old, but I
have a great deal of trouble.
Papa pulls my ears and calls me
a sad rogue; brotber Tom asks
me every night what new mis
chief I have been up to to-day ;
and poor mamma sighs, and says
Pm the most troublesome child
she ever saw.
But dear grandma looks up
from her knitting, and smiles as
she says, “Tut, tut, daughter!
Our Amy isn’t aii> worse than a
little girl I knew some thirty
years ago.”
“ 0 grandma !” cried I one day,
“ do please tell me about her for
I like to hear about naughty little
girls. What was her name, Grand
ma?”
Grandma looked over her spec
tacles at mamma and smiled, and
mamma nodded and smiled back.
Then Grandma said, “ I think I
will tell you of one of little Clara’s
capers; but mind, you are not to
go and do the same thing the first
chance you get.”
This is the story as Grandma
told it:
“ Little Clara lived on a farm
away out in the country. She
was the youngest of seven chil-
■ dren, and a great pet, of course.
But Clara’s little restless feet and
mischievous fingers otten brought
her into trouble and disgrace.
One day Clara’s mother had oc
casion to go to the store, which
was three miles away. Clara
wanted to go too. Her mother
feared she would be in the way,
and looked doubtful; but big
brother Ben said, ‘ Let her go,
mother; she’ll be good_I know.’
‘ Yes, let her go,’ said Susan,
who was trying to net a bead
purse and keep Clara’s fingers out
of her box of beads at the
ti-rne.
‘ I want to rig my ship this after
noon, and a fellow can’t do much
with lier around.’
So it was decided that Clara
should go, and it was the work of
but a few moments to polish up
the chubby face and hands, and
brush the curly hair. The pink
dress, and red shoes, and white
sunhonnet were put oc as quickly
as possible, and Clara was ready.
‘ Now try to behave yourself,
child,’ said Susan, as Ben lifted
tlie little girl into the wagon.
‘ Of course I will,’ replied Clara,
pouting her red lips.
‘But did she behave herself?’
you ask. Ah ! I will tell you.
When they reached the store,
Mr. Dale, the storekeeper, came
out to help them ; and us he lifted
Clara out of the wagon he called
her a ‘little lady,’ which made
her feel all of two inches taller
than usual. Tlien he gave her a
stick of candy, and lifted her to a
seat on the counter, close beside
a dear old pussy cat who puired
loudly as the little girl smoothed
her fur. Clara’s mother had a
good many things to buy, and
very soon forgot all about her
little daughter; hut when Ben
came in, half an hour later, the
first question was, ‘Where’s Clara,
mother ?”
Sure enough, where was Clara ?
Her seat was empty. She had
disappeared. ‘Clara! Clara!
called both her mother and Ben;
but there was no answer.
‘ She’s in some mischief,’ said
Ben; and as quick as thought he
rushed into the back part of the
store, followed by his mother and
Mr. Dale. What a sight met
their eves ! There stood Clara,
in the centre of the room, stop
ping back slowly, as a pool of
molasses, streaming steadily from
a hogshead in the corner, crept
towards the toes of her little red
shoes. Ben caught up Clara as
quick as a flash, and—’
‘No, grandm a,’ interrupted
mama, ‘ it was Mr. Dale who did
that, while Ben made haste to
turn the faucet to prevent further
mischief.’
‘ Why, mama,’ said I, ‘ how do
you know? Were you there?’
‘I heard about it,’ said she;
and she and grandma both smiled.
‘ The little girl was just my age,
and I knew her very well.’
‘ And your name.s were both
Clara,’ said I. ‘ How queer !’
And mama and grandma must
have thought it queer, too, for
they both laughed heartily.
and I think it will my-
ropairing
self.”
“Well, I should be afraid that
the people would langh at me
when everybody else had new
bonnets,” responded Hattie. “I
want to look as well as the rest.”
“Mother says it’s cowardly to
be afraid of what people will say
about us, if we are doing what
we know is right.”
“Then there are a good many
cowards in the world,” said Hat
tie, “and I suppose I am one.
Bat you mean to be brave, and
wear your old bonnet?” And Hat
tie smiled as she said it; fur she
was evidently amused by Nellie’s
idea of bravery.
“I don’t think it is necessary
to he very brave to wear a last
year’s bonnet,” replied Nellie. “I
am sure that is no gre^it cros.s to
me, although I don’t like to be
laughed at any more than you do.
My mother says she can’t afford
a better one; and that is enough
to make me satisfied with what I
have.”
Now, Nellie really did not
know that she was a brave girl
in deciding to wear the bonnet
she had worn for a year before;
but she was the bravest girl in
the neighborhood. Hattie, poor
little mincing coward, was afraid
somebodj' would laugh at her if
she did not have a bonnet as gay
as a peacock’s tail, and be in the
height of fashion. She had no
courage to .say, “Let others think
as they please, I shall do what
my mother thinks is best.” Poor
weak thing! How much nobler is
Nellie, who dares to follow her
mother’s councels, though she
may not appear quite so fashion
able! And yet h ow many thou
sands are there who always stop
and ask, “What will be thought
of this or that ? What will Mary
A , or Jemima B say
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