"How queer! Did not know Sissy! It is
so nice that she takes to the pretty lady, and that mother is safe. I am
very sleepy, sir. Would it be right to go to sleep if the pretty lady can
take care of Sissy for a little while?"
"Quite right, my boy. We will take the best possible care of Sissy."
The doctor's voice was husky, and he turned away soon, with his own eyes
dim, as Tommy's heavy eyes had closed.
"O doctor!" said both nurses.
"He is going, the brave little hero!" he said. "And we, you and I, will
take care of Sissy for him."
"Yes, indeed!" said the pretty nurse, with a sob; she kissed Sissy.--_Mrs.
G.R. Alden, in Junior Endeavor World, by permission of Lothrop, Lee &
Shepard Co._
LITTLE CORNERS
Georgia Willis, who helped in the kitchen, was rubbing the knives. Somebody
had been careless and let one get rusty, but Georgia rubbed with all her
might, rubbed, and sang softly a little song:--
"In the world is darkness,
So we must shine,
You in your small corner,
And I in mine."
"Why do you rub at the knives forever?" asked Mary. Mary was the cook.
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