GRACIE’S MISTAKE.
MRS. HARRIET A. CHEEVER.
“Just think, mamma! grandpa Gray gave me a five dollar bill just as he was getting into the cars to go home, and said I might do just what I pleased with it; wasn’t that splendid?”
“Yes, Gracie, what shall you do with it?”
“Don’t know yet, shall have to think;” and Gracie flattened her nose against the window-pane one short moment, the next she exclaimed:
“Oh, see, ma, there goes one of those colored students; do you suppose they ever learn much?”
Something in the child’s tone pained Mrs. Gray, and she answered seriously:
“Just as much as any others; my little girl has yet to learn that any difference in young men that is only skin deep is a very slight difference, and none whatever in the sight of God.”
“Well,” replied the petted child, “I like white folks best, and always shall;” and she gave her pretty head with its fair hair a smart little toss. Before her mother could reply, she asked hastily: