POLLY TRIES TO HELP.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 18959, 4 January 1930, Page 18 (Supplement)

POLLY TRIES TO HELP.

When little Polly went to bed she usually went sound asleep and didn’t wake up again till it was morning. But this particular Tuesday night she woke up when Nannie came to bed and she discovered that she had wakened because Nannie was crying. “Oh, Nannie, what is the matter? ” “ Oh dear. I’ve got such a dreadful headache,” Nannie said. Polly was awfully sympathetic, and hopped out of bed and fetched Nannie’s headache pills and some water. But that was all she could do to help, so presently she was asleep again. But very early next morning she was wide awake. The first thing she remembered was Nannie’s headache. “ I ’spect Nannie has still got her headache, so I think I’d better get up and wash and dress myself,” she thought. So Polly put on a few clothes, and started to wash herself. She wasn’t very good at it, and she made most of herself wet except the part she wanted to wash. Suddenly, when she was half way done Nannie woke up with a start. “ Polly, what ever are you doing? ” she cried. “ We was trying to get washed and dressed, so as to help you ’cos of your head,” said Polly. “ Oh, that’s quite better now !’’ Nannie said cheerfully. '* Let’s clear up the mess.”' Polly was so glad to have Nannie dress her. She might be able to wash and dress Jane, but she couldn’t wash and dress herself !

THE BREAD-WINNER. A father was working on a high scaffold with his son, when the scaffold broke, so that it could support only one of them. “Good-bye, father,” said the son; “you are the bread-winner. I will let go” So the son died, and saved his father to support the home.