Our young folks [serial] . t the clumsy shoe which bravelittle Lou had made from a piece of old felting. But Lou began to speakand Charlie hushed himself to hear what she was saying, as she stitchedaway upon its unfinished companion. O, dear ! I m afraid it wont be done in time ! she sighed, withanother quick glance at the clock, and redoubled energy over the stitching. This reminded Charlie that, however pleasant it might be to lie there con-cealed and watching her, his time was limited; so, drawing the ankle-tiesfrom their wrapper, he leaned cautiously forward and dropped them intothe little
Our young folks [serial] . t the clumsy shoe which bravelittle Lou had made from a piece of old felting. But Lou began to speakand Charlie hushed himself to hear what she was saying, as she stitchedaway upon its unfinished companion. O, dear ! I m afraid it wont be done in time ! she sighed, withanother quick glance at the clock, and redoubled energy over the stitching. This reminded Charlie that, however pleasant it might be to lie there con-cealed and watching her, his time was limited; so, drawing the ankle-tiesfrom their wrapper, he leaned cautiously forward and dropped them intothe little girls lap. Lou started and almost screamed with delight. Shelooked upward, behind, and around her, but saw no one. Where did they come from ? she said, aloud. Right down fromheaven, I do believe ; then, falling upon her knees, Dear Lord, you putit into somebodys heart to give me these. O, how I thank you ! O, makethe givers heart as happy as they have made me ! Amen ! 272 A new Goody Two-Shoes. [May, lift] f Mill i,. She almost screamed with delight. Charlie held his breath and the tears stood mistily in his eyes, to seelittle Lou kneeling there, so deeply thankful. In all his life he never forgotthe picture, — the mossy old roof and vines beneath him, and Lous sweetface upturned as she prayed God to bless him. A well-spring of joy seemedflooding his heart. He could not tell what made him so happy. He kept verystill now, for Lou, of course, must not know that the shoes were his present. She had darted into the cottage, and she now reappeared, the new ankle-ties drawn on over clean white stockings, fitting to a T, Charlie was sure,though he longed to get down and pinch the toes as the shopkeepers do, to be quite certain, you know. But Lou with her school-books was flying up the street, and Charlie be-thought him that it was most recess-time ; so, swinging himself downfrom his airy perch, and running at the top of his speed across lots, hegained the schoolhouse just as L
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