KATIES STORY.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume VIII, Issue 35, 29 August 1891, Page 331

KATIES STORY.

Katie was to bed, after a day of toil minding her sick and maimed’ doUs—chronic invalids all of them—and her b-e-a-u-tiful duck, the one old quaeker that travelled with the hens because he bad no better company. The robin that had been watching her out of the corners of his bright eyes, as he ran over the lawn an-i listened to her prattle, was asleep already, wish his head under his wing, and Karie's hung heavily’on mother's shoulder while she was un-iressing her. • Now I lay me ' had been sail, with Many yawns in between, an*! mammas pet ha>! been tucked in snugly: bat just as the sleepy eyes were elosing, she sat suddenly Giltupright. ‘Mamma,' she said, ‘1 want Johnny’s pseture-book—-that wish the lambs.’ • Hush. Katie f said her mother, she least bit wearily : for the little feet and the little tongue had never cease*i going one moment all day. ' Now we will go to sleep.' ‘But, mamma,’ and the big eyes pleadei earnestly, • ean't I have Johnny's pietare-book this rmstY • Not to-nisht, dearie : it is too late.' • Mamma,' said Katie, sitting up very straight an-i looking very solemn indeed, ‘ I heard a story of a little girl — she was a good little giri—that asked her mamma oast, when she was pat to bed, for the picture book with the lambs. And the mamma told her she couldn't have it, and—and’— the baby voice fell to an awe*! whisper, and the eye* grew very big— ‘ in just - aboat—two—minutes—she wa* dead 1 ■My, Katie And what killed her *o quick f • Because,' said Katie, with enuvietjoa—- beeau*e she didn’t get the book.’ She got it, and in five minute* was asleep with it in hei arms.