Five Happy WeeksSangster, Margaret Elizabeth Munson
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Five Happy Weeks
Sangster, Margaret Elizabeth Munson
Juvenile literature; Sunday school literature
"I'm so glad you've come," said Mabel, running away from the fruit to
put her two fat arms as far round Miss Simms as they would reach.
"I am glad, too; it's jolly," said Johnnie. "But I'd like to know why
you think the bigger ought to give up to the littler. That's what I
can't understand. In the history books they never do it. The strong
always whip the weak."
"Well," said Miss Simms, "I'm not much of a scholar, and I've never read
many history books, as you call them, Master Johnnie; but I've read my
Bible, and I get my learning out of that. I'll tell you some of my
verses, and you can see what you make of them.
"'Give to him that asketh thee, and from him that would borrow of thee
turn not thou away.'
"'Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth.'
"'Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called the children of
God.'
"'All things whatsoever ye would that men should do unto you, do ye even
so to them, for this is the law and the prophets.'
"There," finished Miss Simms, "if that is the law and the prophets,
Johnnie, oughtn't you to give up to Mabel and Edith, once in a while?"
"I don't ask him to very often," said Edith.
"Well, I do!" said Mabel.
"Yes, Miss Simms, I believe I ought to, more'n I have," said Johnnie,
quite earnestly. "I'm bound to be a gentleman; and a gentleman is always
polite to the ladies. I've seen that with father and mother many a time.
So, Mabel, you take mamma her fruit;" and with that, Johnnie handed her
the basket, and made a low bow.
Miss Simms seated herself in the window, took out her scissors and a
great roll of patterns, and then said,
"Edith, dearie, will you ask your grandma or Aunt Catharine, if they
know where the merino is for your new dresses?"
"Are we to have new dresses?" said Edith; "it's the first I've heard of
it."
"Oh, children don't know everything in _this_ house," said Miss
Simms, laughing. Grandma came bustling in with bundles nearly as big as
herself.
"You had better measure Edie first, as she is on the spot; and then I'll
help sew on her skirt, while you are cutting out for Mabel."
"I'm glad I'm not a girl," said Johnnie, "always having to bother with
new frocks."
"Mrs. Evans is wise to go South now," said Miss Simms to grandma. "I've
been hoping she would, it's far too bleak for her here."
Edith opened her blue eyes very wide, and then they filled with tears.
She hid her head in her grandma's bosom.
"Why, child, you little goose, it is to make your dear mother well. And
you three small folks are going part way with her."
At this Edith's sudden tears dried up very quickly, and her face made
itself into a question mark.
"You three children, and I myself, are going to see your Aunt Maria, in
Virginia."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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