Miss Billy : $b A neighborhood storyMcNeely, Marian Hurd
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Miss Billy : $b A neighborhood story
McNeely, Marian Hurd
Families of clergy -- Fiction; Neighborhoods -- Fiction; New York (N.Y.) -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
There was a commotion in the Lee yard as the vision in blue appeared
around the corner of the house. Marie Jean in her usual clothes was
not to be lightly regarded, but in this new and startling costume the
effect was electrifying to the spectators. Little Aaron Levi, who
was holding the floor, became suddenly affected with stage fright,
and the small Canarys stared open mouthed. Fridoline alone arose to
the emergency and inquired in a loud and interested tone, "Hallo,
Mary Jane. Where'd you get that hat?"
Miss Billy hurried forward to greet her guest.
"We were afraid you were not coming," she said cordially, "so we went
on with our reports. Won't you sit down." She cast a rueful look at
the gay costume. "I'm afraid you won't dare to sit on the grass with
the rest of us. Let's begin over again, Aaron."
Marie Jean took the garden chair that Francis offered and smiled
sweetly at him, not forgetting to exhibit the elongated dimple;
Miss Billy settled back on the grass; and Aaron Levi took up his
half-finished sentence.
It was the first meeting of the Civic Improvement Department of
the Child Garden. The Street Improvement Club, as they had chosen
to call themselves, had been successfully organised and valiantly
living up to their motto of "Be clean and keep clean." The life of a
missionary is never easy, and Cherry Street had made it particularly
hard for the little band of workers who fought so bravely against the
dirt, disorder and disease in their surroundings. It would have been
hopeless to try to interest the older people, but the children were
all enthusiastic little citizens, and their interest in the work had
won over many of the fathers and mothers who had opposed the idea of
cleanliness as "putting on airs." Already the street had begun to
show improvement, and the reports of the children plainly told under
what difficulties some of the sturdy members had worked.
Aaron Levi, with a long sheet of soiled foolscap, which effectually
concealed a large portion of his anatomy, read the first report in
loud and distinct tones:
"As I belong to the Street Cleaning Club I would like to
tell a thing or more what happened last week. I told Joe
to pick up some paper which was lying in the street. If
he wouldn't pick it up I would. I was just going to see
what he says, so finally, he wasn't going to pick it up,
and he said he wasn't going to pick dirty papers up from
the streets, and that wasn't even all, he also littered the
streets. He also stated that there was not a law passed
forbidding people to throw papers on the street.
"The place where I live, which is not large, there is very
seldom a piece of paper or anything else. Hoping that other
places may be in the same condition. This can be easily
done if people and children help together.
"Yours truly,
"AARON LEVI."
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