“There is the lint,” said aunt Mary, and she gave Clara a bag to put it in.
It took a great many bits of wool to fill the bag. But Clara was patient, and worked diligently, and when the bag was full, she went with aunt Mary to carry it to the soldiers’ camp.
Clara gave it to the surgeon. He said the balm-of-Gilead lint was much better than the linen lint. So “Grandpa’s cane” and little Clara helped the sick soldiers to get well again.
MISS LOLLIPOP’S FANCIES.
Down by the seashore Miss Lollipop sat,
Dropping the little white shells in her hat;
“See!” cried the darling, and shouted with glee,
“These pretty things were all waiting for me;
Waiting for me!”
Creeping and curving across the gray sand,
The wavelets came dancing to kiss the fair land,
Wooing with murmurs the flower-gemmed lea;
“Ah,” cried Miss Pops, “they are whispering to me,
Whispering to me!”
Darting and flashing the gay sunbeams flew
Down from a heaven of midsummer blue,
Smiling and dimpling all over the sea;
“There,” cried Miss Pops, “they are laughing at me,
Laughing at me!”
In the green meadows the tall grass stood fair,
Waving and tossing in sweet summer air,
Dipping and bending around her white knee;
“Look,” cried Miss Pops, “it is bowing to me,
Bowing to me!”
