A good cure for discontent—count your blessings every day.
WHAT JENNY SHOWED JEAN.
BY ADELE E. THOMPSON.
It was a happy day for Jean when the cars started that were to take her and Big Sister all the way to Grandpa's.
When they left the train it was just as she had thought it would be. There was grandpa waiting to meet them, the ride through the green fields behind Prince, the big white house with dear grandma waiting at the door, Tobias the gray cat, the speckled hens; all her friends, for grandpa had even opened the pasture gate and let Jenny, the pretty Jersey cow, come on the lawn to welcome Jean.
And Jean! She had hardly taken off her hat before she ran out to see them all. But Jenny was her especial favorite, because grandpa had brought her up from a calf and she was so gentle that she had let Jean take many a ride on her back. Jean had just given her a good hug when grandpa came by leading Prince to pasture. "Please put me on her," she begged.
"All right," he answered. "Take hold of the strap round her neck and don't ride far."
"No, I won't. Jenny always stops for me to jump off when I want to."
