Little Pollie / Or a Bunch of Violets

pocket-handkerchief, and with a light heart proceeded towards

d not the dangers of the London streets, but threaded her way along; and if at times she felt afraid of a crossing, or some hurried foot-p

: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of My rig

w, and across the Court watched the poor girl bending her pale face over her work, never pausing to rest, but for ever stitch, stitch. However, the young seamstress had seen her little neighbour watchin

e poor girl staggering under the weight of a huge bundle-the child kindly keeping

lanagan got them for me, and I've

had placed over the sweet flowers

stopped, and putting her heavy bundle down on a door-step,

glistening. Pollie at first thought it was a dew-drop, but when she looked up into

" asked the child so

recall the time when I was a little girl like you, and gathe

Oh dear, I am so sorry," sai

to love or care for me," she exclaimed p

soothingly; "God cares for

"when I see rich folks having all things they desire, and such

but she opened our Bible, and bade me read a vers

was the

d her hands,

for me, lest I be full and deny Thee, and say, Who is the Lord?

to another to comfor

sgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which pa

ked up into the face of her listener, w

king up her heavy load she proceeded slow

sometimes," said

her let me?" w

will; she is so go

speaking much; but as they were parting Lizzie stoop

d thank you,

" she asked. "I can divide the othe

from emotion, but held out her hand wi

handkerchief; for she experienced "it is more blessed to give than to receive;" and after seeing her friend disappear through the dingy doorway which led to the garret called her "home," she tu

hurt you?" she

me about; I'se used

the little girl. "W

the direction of what in other houses would be the kitchen, but w

ed body. His mother was the pest of the court, always drunk, and in her drunken fury beating her wretched offspring. Half-starve

little girl. "Would you lik

of kindness, gazed some few sec

yer, what lives upstairs with

tion, as she took some of the flowers fro

k from touching it as she gave him the violets. He took them wit

id yer ma

ed, as she came back t

m's mighty clever to fix up these

ent shocked, then she felt a

u know who God is?

s head; so

that all our sins should be taken away. And when Jesus (that is the name of God's dear Son) was here on earth, He gave sight to the blind, h

ed the outcast doubtfu

ttle children like you and me, and said, 'Suffer little children to co

Jimmy musingly-it was the first time he had ever

shall go when we die if we believe in

g his keen eyes upon her, as thoug

r boy knew full well who was coming, and with a terrified look started up and hobbled off, supported by his clumsy crutches, round the corner of the h