Barrel valued at $37, sent to Mrs. Steele, from Ladies’ Benevolent Society, Piedmont Church, Worcester, Mass.
Two cases, valued at $100 each, to Western Missionaries, from Shawmut Av. Church, Boston.
CHILDREN’S PAGE.
CLAUDIE’S COLOR LINE.
MISS MARY L. SAWYER.
“I never, never can bring myself to do it, Auntie; I know I never can!” and Claudie’s blue eyes grew so very cloudy that Auntie thought the rain drops would surely fall.
“Very well, my darling, you may do as you please,” she said, cheerily; “but now run out into the sunshine, for I shall be very busy this morning and you must amuse yourself.”
That did not seem a hard thing to the little girl, as she wanted to explore the new home into which she had come for the first time the night before. How strange everything looked; the blue mountains in the distance, the cotton fields where women were picking the white balls into baskets, the little log cabins with their queer mud chimneys, and the mules shaking their long ears as they drew the great wagons piled high with snowy cotton bales along the road to town. From the open window of the great brick building opposite she could hear the hum of voices, for this was a colored college, and Claudie’s uncle was one of its Professors. Her mamma had gone to Heaven a little time before, and this was why she was playing alone in the Southern sunshine at Auntie Faith’s home.