“Say,
gently at a fold ef her mother's dress
mother” and Mollie tugged
to attract her attention. “Did you see
that beau-ti-ful memorial window that
the Staceys have had put into the
church for their little girl who died
last year?
They were in the church porch as
the child spoke, but her mother made
no reply until they had walked some
distance down the street, and then her
words were few and Lesitatingly spo-
ken.
“Yes, 1 saw it.”
“And,” persisted Mollie, who was
evidently a good deal exercised upon
the subject, “the superintendent spoke
of it in Sunday school and said that
the window was placed there by the
parents of our lost fellow pupil to be
a constant reminder of her lovely life
among us. She wasn't good a bit.”
Still Mrs. Mason made no comment.
Mollie made a wry face, which her
mother was too wise to see, and as the
two walked slowly homeward Mrs.
Mason tried to divert the little girl's
mind from the subject of her dead
mate's imperfections by describing for
ger benefit another “memorial” that
she had seen in a visit to the City
gospital a few days before. This
was a “free bed.” contributed by the
verenved parents of another little lost
ane, and Mollie listened with glisten-
ing eyes to the story of the little street
woy who had been run over by a heavy
Aray and had both legs broken.
“Aud there he lay.” she said, ber
own kind eves full of tender tears,
“his little white, pinched face bright
with a contented smile and his feeble
hands toying with a few rose gerani-
um leaves that some kind visitor had
dropped on the coverlid for him, so
cheerful and happy that 1 wondered
at him. 1 asked him if he was com-
fortable. and you should have seen his
pale face light up and heard him pipe
iu his thin, shrill voice:
‘sComfirtable is it, ma'am? Why.
it's jist hivin itsilf afther the dirt aw’
the coold an' the hoonger an’ the
batin’s. Faith, an’ it's well paid 1 am
for the loss o' me two spindle ligs.’
“And he lauzhed aloud. such a mer-
ry little cackle that 1 really forgot for
the moment that he was a helpless,
bedridden cripple for life and only
thought of him as a petted child, lying
in state in un soft, white. clean bed,
tended and cared for as tenderly as if
he had been the heir to a dukedom.”
“What a heautiful memorial!” cried
Mollie, with childish delight. |
Her mother nodded approvingly. |
“Yes, it was a beautiful thought, and
the fund that supports that bed is
called by the dead child's name, the
‘Ida Lewis fund,’ so ‘that every sick
and suffering one who is comforted
and nursed back to health in that bed
will bless the name of the giver, whom
they can never thank on earth.”
Mollie was silent for a little time,
and then she said softly, while a great
tear rolled down her cheek and drop-
ped unheeded upon the soft fur of her
tippet, “How 1 wish we could have a
‘memorial’ like that for our little
Beth!”
The mother's lip quivered, and for a
moment she could not control her
voice to reply to the child's suggestion.
Little Beth had gone to heaven only
a few short months ago, and the
wound in her mother's breast was yet
too sensitive to bear without shrici-
ing the tenderest touch, but with an
effort she kept back her tears and re-
plied:
“It costs a great deal of money for
memorials of that kind, and only
wealthy people or those with a large
income can afford these noble and
beautiful charities. Some of the grand.
est churches, hospitals and asylums in
the world have been founded and eu-
dowed to keep alive the memory of
those who were dear to the great or
rich ones of earth.”
Mollie sighed.
“All the same, 1 do wish we could
have some kind of a ‘memorial’ for
Beth. She was such a dear, sweet
little thing,” she half whispered as
they paused a moment upon the steps
of their modest but comfortable home,
and, futile as seemed the wish, ber
wo her's heart could not but re-echo it.
That night after the young folks
were all in bed and silence had fallen
upon the merry, noisy household Mrs.
Mason sat with unwontedly idle hands
watching the fast decaying brands in
the fireplace and thinking of the dear
little life that only a few months be
fore had passed away from amoung
them. How she yearned for the touch
of those baby fingers, the kisses of
those baby lips, now still and siient in
this world forever!
She would not have had the lives of
her other children saddened for al
ways by this bereavement that must
necessarily mean so much more to her
than to them, and yet they were all
planning gayly and eagerly for the
fast approaching Christmas, carefully
counting up their hoarded pennies and
full of all sorts of pleasant little mys-
wories and merry deceptions, without a’
thought apparently of the little sister
who had in her baby fashion only one
short year ago joined so gleefully ia
their preparations for the coming fes-
tival.
It was natural that they should do
go, as she told i. and yet how
could she bear to lute hier darling for-
gotten in the household of which she
bad been the sunshine, to have her
gons and daughters in future years
say:
“There are five of us,” without a
word or thought of the little sister
gone before® Th Mollie's words
came back to her with another and
tenderer significance: “I do wish we
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sould lurve soe w..dd of a “wemorial
for littie Beth!”
A “memorial,” not for the eyes of the
world. but one that would keep alive
in the hearts of her children the mem-
ory of that dear lost one. It might not
be an impossibility. after all, and the
plan, once started in her mind, went on
unfolding. and as the last spark died
out In its bed of somber gray ashes
and the clock counted out, lond and
alear in the stillness, the twelve strokes
of midnight she rose to her feet with
moist eyes, but a hopeful smile upon
her lips.
“In that way they will be sure to
semember her.” she murmured to her-
self, “and the little charities given in
her name will be twice blessed.”
It had always been a custom in the
Mason family for the children to hang
up their stockings the night before
Christmas—a custom that, as Mrs.
Mason declared, owed its popularity tc
the one extravagance in that economic-
ally ordered household—an open fire
in the family sitting room. When
Christmas eve came there was brought
forth for the occasion the usual array
of stockings of various sizes and
hues, from Mollie's, of conventional
black lisle thread, down to little Ben's,
of coarser. home knit gray, and there
was a great deal of chatter and fuss
and good natured rivalry over a choice
of places and the finding of pins large
and strong enough to sustain the ex
pected burden.
“I'm going to put mine out here at |
the very end!" proclaimed Ben. with a
flourish of the article in question and a
desperate dive for the biggest pin in
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the cushion, but his mother laid her
hand gently upon his shoulder with the |
softly spoken reminder: {
“Not there, dear. That's where little |
Beth's stocking always hung, you!
know.’ i
The merry babel of voices suddenly
censed, and the children turned to look |
at their mother in a kind of awestruck |
wonder as, taking from her work |
basket a pair of pretty scarlet stock:
ings—bhaby's favorite pair—she careful
ly fastened them in the accustomed
place with the low voleed explana
tion: |
“We have no money to build grand |
memorial windows or to endow hos
sitals in the name of our lost darling,
but we can keep her memory alive in
our own hearts at. least in a humbler
vay. Now I am going to hang up her
stockings just ag she did on her last |
Christmas on earth, and we will each |
contribute something out of our own
stores that will make some poor chil |
dren more comfortable and happy on
this the world's great gift day.” |
Mollie slipped her hand Into her |
mother's and laid her cheek tenderly |
against her mother's shoulder while
she whispered, with a half suppressed |
wb:
“Oh, mother. dear, that’s a beautiful
chought, and we'll all be so glad to
zive something toward dear little
Beth's memorial stocking.” |
The morning saw this promise faith. |
*ully fulfilled, and it was wonderful | °
when each one set his or her brains to |
work what a number of poor, neglect. |
ed children were remembered and pro- |
vided for out of little Beth's gift stock. |
ing.
Charlie found that with a new pair
of skates he could spare his old ones
for a poor little lad round the corner
who never had so much as a top or
ball that he could call his own. Kitty
was glad to give a paint box almost
as good as new to the crippled girl
who always sat in ber invalid’'s chair
by the window and watched longingly
the gay groups of children as they
trooped past to school. Outgrown pic-
ture hooks, caps and boots, a pair of
warm mittens and a knitted scarf for
the ragged little fellow who shoveled
snow for the neighborhood and several
lace bags filled with candy and nuts
contributed from the private store that
each had found in his own stocking.
It was wonderful how much and what
a variety of things that pair of stock
ings held, for whatever was given in
their name was supposed to have come
from their diminutive depths
‘Every one gave freely, and no one
felt poorer for the lack of what went
to comfort those who were needy. In
Mollie's pretty new portmonnaie was a
two dollar bill with a slip attuched on
which was written, “For the new
gloves that Mollie thinks ‘will make
her perfectly happy.'"”
The little lass laughed good natured-
ly at this merry reminder of her own
words and for a few minutes was full
of happiness over her mother's gift,
but suddenly a thoughtful expression
came over her bright face, and she
went silently to her room. Half an
hour later she came to her mother
with a grave face and the question:
“Can 1 do as 1 please with the money
you gave me?”
“Certainly,” was the ready reply, and
Mollie's grave face was lightened by
a bright and sunny smile.
“I can buy a cheaper pair of gloves,”
she said confidentially, “and so save
out enough to buy some grapes for the
little sick boy in the hospital who was
run over and whose legs were broken
that you told me about.”
As the mother gladly gave her con-
gent to this generous plan a joy too
deep for words filled her heart. Her
aetermination was strengtheneu to
make little Beth's memorial stocking
a lasting institution in her household
and thus to keep alive the name of the
dear little lost sister in many a grate-
ful heart for years after that loved
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