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Title: American messenger
Year: 1843 (1840s)
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Subjects: American Tract Society Christianity
Publisher: New York (N.Y.) : American Tract Society
Contributing Library: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
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asquickly fell again. Oh, mother! Inever thought how bare the windowswill look without the flowers growing inthem. But we raised them for to-day, saidmother consolingly. And think howmuch pleasure they will give. It was a very happy little girl whohurried down the street in the afternoon,with Toby in one arm and the flowers him. The doctor says its a bad break,and that lie wont be able to go to schoolfor a month. Well, it was time then to go to SusieDeans. My, wasnt she glad to see us!She hugged and hugged me, and evensqueezed Toby a little, but he growled,and showed lie didnt like it. It mustlie awful to lie on your back all the timelike Susie has to. I felt so sorry for herthat I gave her a big bunch of jonquils.And you ought to have seen her eyes! It was growing dark then, so Tobyand I hurried off. But, mother, I justhad to run across the fields and leave afew flowers for Uncle Dan. His wifesaid he was asleep then, but I couldntstop anyway, for Toby was growingheavier every minute.
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in the other. And it was a very happybut tired little girl who retraced hersteps some hours later. Mother, it worked beautifully! shecried excitedly. I made five calls, andthey all said they were glad I came. Mrs.Stubbs said it was the happiest Eastershe ever spent. And she cried over theflowers. I think it must be pretty hardto be lame and never go out. I left Toby with Donald Keene whileI took some flowers to Mrs. Brown. Shewasnt a bit cross like the boys say sheis. She asked me in real polite, andtalked to me about father. And shesaid it was real kind of me to rememberan old woman like her. When I got back to Donald he saidhe hadnt felt the pain in his leg nearlyas much since hed had Toby to amuse By this time Marjorys breath wasnearly expended, but she managed toadd, Oh, mother, its been a wonderfulafternoon! Wont father be glad whenhe hears? Then she added, Mother,your eyes are all shiny. You look asif you had a surprise. Is it for me? Mrs. Gordon drew Marjory to herand said, How

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