" One had a little curly-haired child carrying a big
bunch of flowers in her hand, and the verse read:
"This bunch of roses I'm bringing,
Is a valentine for you,
To show that in storm or in sunshine
My love is always true."
And the other valentine had a picture of two little boys carrying a
big basket between them, and this was the little verse:
"What do you s'pose our basket holds?
Give guess one and two.
You'll never think, so I must tell:
It's full of love for you."
"And to whom are you going to give the two prettiest ones?" asked
mother.
An earnest look came into Arthur's eyes.
"I fought I'd send the little-girl one to that lame boy at the corner.
I don't know him very well, but he looks kind of lonely, you said,
mother. Don't you s'pose he'd like it?"
Mother nodded. "And who is to have the other?"
A little hand stole into mother's, and two brown eyes full of love
were lifted to mother's face.
"That is for you," he said.
* * * * *
"BOB'S LOST HIS TEMPER."
Uncle Will, visiting in the family, heard this remark quite often. One
day he said to Bob:
"I think it rather a fortunate loss, don't you?"
"What?" asked Bob, in surprise. "It wasn't a very good one, you know.
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