Bolax, Imp or Angel-Which?

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at a glorious day! Clear and br

ine. St. James' choir from the city volunteered their services. Mr. Van Horn sent out a fine organ to replace the squeaky, little melod

s a very large congregation, the country people coming for mil

eemed to be taken. Mrs. Allen's pew was filled with strangers

of delight, except for an occasional tapping of his feet

over?" said Bo. "No pet, but the priest is going to give a sermon, and you would be so tired." "No, I wouldn't, what is a sermon?"

d Bo, when he got outside. "I like l

over there and I will tell you a true

in and went up into Heaven," said Bo all in one br

prayed to Jesus to take her up to Heaven, that she might be with Him forever. Well, one beautiful day, just li

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ed them, and then they carried the holy Mother up, up, until they came to the golden throne wher

and could scarcely be persuaded to enter the Church quietly. After he was seated

is pacem." The music score called for a repetition of the word "Pacem," somew

Bo exclaimed: "Why are th

he saw the flushed face of his aunt. "No, Bo, dear; I came out because you spoke so loud." "Oh, I forgot; please forgive me; let me go in again; I'll be so good, but Aunty dear, I didn't know they ever let possums into Ch

o find him able to join the rest of the children, who were going to have their annual picn

e about the proposed outing. There they met the ladies Keating, all

We can give a substantial lunch, with ice cream and cake for dessert, and a bag of candy to take home." "Oh, grand! grand!" said Amy, clapping her hands, "and Ma, dear, I have two childre

such a compassionate heart." "Suppose we hire Johnson's big hay wagon," said Mis

little things have more than enough for once in their lives," this from Miss Keating, whose whole time seemed to be taken up with helping the poor. "We can drive to Silver Lake woods," she

osed ride and picnic, which should take place on the next Thursday; all expressed th

ve him some breakfast. "Did your father tell you of my visit?" said the lady. Tom answered in his surly manner: "Yes, the old man said you was to the house, but I don't want to go

and making an awkward attempt to th

him a bath and dress him in a good suit of clothes. "Here he is

le appearance makes one feel at ease with himself and on better terms with his fellows. "Now Tom, I expe

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ars old, who smiled through the railing and looked wistfully at the chil

etly. "I believe she wants to come with us," said Amy. "O

and going to his mother, he told about the strange child. Mrs. Alle

ay, "perhaps she wants ice cream." "No" said Aunt Lucy "she is saying 'Thank you' in Italian. Wh

us." "I would, willingly dear," said Aunt Lucy, "but her people

th bunting, the driver carrying a flag, and the horses' heads decked in like manner. It was so kind of Mr. Johnson to giv

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at put the lunch baskets and ice cream into the dayton, and with Miss Devine, Madame H

tudded with pine trees; at the foot of the hill could be seen a most beautiful piece of water glistening in the sunshine. This was the lake. Life of t

e and Hounds suited the boys and they raced to hearts' content. The Lake was guarded by Miss Devine's coachman, John, so t

e served to as many chicken and ham sandwiches as they could eat. Tin cups of delicious milk and lots of sweet buns followed. Then came the ice cream an

pound of sugar to make lemonade. For, as Hetty, said, "dem dere fellows ain't goin' to care for soft vittles; dey wants sumpin' dat will keep dem

and lively as if the day were just beginning. At four o'clock Mrs. Allen rang a bell to summon all to prepare for home. When the wagon came all piled in, laughing and shouting in their glee. Amy was most attent

, because his leg is not strong." "Why did you say that?" said Nellie Day. "You ought to have said, because his is lame." "No, I just wouldn't say that," said Bo, "it migh

he said most of them lived near the quarry, and he would take the pike road, which passed within a fe

o call for them, and Miss Devine's "carry-all"

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t. All the pupils were eager to show their appreciatio

es of truth over falsehood; dwelling particularly on the Seventh and Eighth Commandments, saying how happy one felt when his co

ce of it on your place. I could help Pat if he'd let me. I'm strong; I'm twelve now." Mrs. Allen was touched with the evident sincerity of the boy, and thanked God that the good seed was already bearing fruit. Taking the boy's hand, she told him our Lord w

e to eat up the white ones." As Tom was speaking, he threw a stone at a bird that was hopping along the path. "Stop that!" said Bo, "you're getting bad again; that's a robin. Robins are blessed birds, because when our Lord was nailed on the Cross, a robin flew near and tried to pull the thorns out of His dear head, but robin was not strong, so he

I never knowed about nothing, so I done bad acts. Now

rolling out dough and cutting cakes, so Bo was delighted to help. "Hetty, dear," said he, "if I roll this dough into cannon balls will they bake nice?" "Cannon balls in my oven," said Hetty, "suppose they go on to bust, what den?" "Oh, they won't bust, Hetty dear." So Hetty put the cannon balls to bake with the pan full of cookies and when they were done, she spread a nice white clot

ernoon when the children returned. As soon as Bolax entered the house, he began his usual refrain: "Ma, dear." As he received no answer, he suddenly remembered he had not seen his mother all day. "Why Hetty," said he, "is Mamma not at home?

nch. Hetty gave them a nice supper and allowed them each

r don't be a mockin' of de Lord, Bo. I tell you somethin' might come arter you some night." But Bo couldn't stop, he was so full of merriment. "Well, I was saying my prayers with a humble and contrite heart when Roy came and thumped me in the back." "Yes," replied Amy, "and you just let him; you had better stop your nonsense." Hetty tried all her arts to get Bo to bed, at last she said: "Well, you always wasn't a religion child, anyway. I remember one time when you was three years old, you' mother was a dressin' you up in a love

h, I wouldn't say that now," said Bo, "I'm near six, and I do love my angel; the laughing

her's room. "Oh, Mamma, dear, did you hear i

d saying: "For de Lord sake! Oh

uieting the little boy and making Hetty understand what it was, Mrs. Allen looked out of the window, and saw that a large house

Bo put his arm around his mother's neck, and said: "I guess I h