"Thank you, my child, but I do not care much for them; I have but little appetite to-day."
"Just try a little," she added, as she passed out into the kitchen. She returned presently with a nicely-laid tray, and placing it before him, broke the egg ready for him, and poured out a cup of tea, chatting pleasantly all the while. The old man's heart warmed as he listened to her sunny, cheering words. The breakfast was eaten with a relish he did not anticipate, and his wasted frame was refreshed and invigorated.
And thus she passed her day, going about the house with a sunny face, which shone pleasantly upon all around her. Not even the old cat, nor the chickens, were left without her efforts and sympathies. When she went to rest that night, her heart was full of sunshine, and with a thankful spirit she renewed her good resolution for the coming day.
Who of my little readers will form the same, and then carry it out as did little Alice?
[Transcriber's note]
Obvious typographical and punctuation errors have been corrected.