But one day a little girl came down
between the white beds and stopped at hers. O Sanna San had never seen
anyone like her before; for her eyes were blue, her hair yellow, and her
skin was not brown, but pink and white.
"I am Frances," she said, "my papa is the doctor. He told me about you,
so I have brought you my doll and a picture book."
"I shall love the doll," said O Sanna San, "but I cannot read, there is
no school in our village."
"Never mind," Frances smiled, "I am coming to see you every day, and I
will teach you to read. My papa says you will soon be able to walk
again, then you shall go with me to the Plum Blossom school for girls."
O Sanna San's eyes were shining. "Oh, I shall not be homesick any more."
--_Written for Dew Drops by Adele E. Thompson._
SAM'S LITTLE DOG.
"Mother," cried Sam, raising his tousled head up from his no less
tousled pillow, "I had the funniest dream you ever heard."
"Well," said mother, drawing the comb through her long brown hair, "I'll
give you just five minutes to tell it in; then you must jump up quickly
and run over to the bathroom."
"It seems to me I was dreaming it all night," said Sam, "but I believe I
can tell it in less than five minutes: I thought I was going along, and
a little black dog was following me. As long as I kept walking on
straight ahead he trotted on behind me like a lamb, but every time I got
out of the path, and tried to cross the fields, he barked and snapped at
me till I came back to the path.
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