Buttercup Gold and Other Stories(一杯黄金)

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BUTTERCUP GOLD AND OTHER STORIES

BUTTERCUP GOLD

AND OTHER STORIES

Ellen Robena Field

BUTTERCUP GOLD AND OTHER STORIES

The Little New Year

One cold morning Maurice awoke from his dreams and sat up in bed

and listened. He thought he heard a knock at his window; but though the

moon was shining brightly, Jack Frost had been so busily at work that

Maurice could not see through the thickly painted panes. So he crept

sleepily out of bed, and opened the window, and whispered: "Who is

there?"

"I am," replied a tinkling voice. "I am the little New Year, ho! ho! And

I've promised to bring a blessing to everyone. But I am such a little fellow

I need somebody to help me distribute them. Won't you please come out

and help?"

"Oh, it's so cold!" said Maurice; "I'd rather go back to my warm bed; "

and he shivered as Jack Frost, who was passing, tickled him under the chin

with one of the frosty paint brushes.

"Never mind the cold," urged the New Year; "please help me."

So Maurice hurried into his clothes, and was soon out in the yard.

There he found a rosy-cheeked boy a little smaller than himself, pulling a

large cart which seemed to be loaded with good things. On one side of this

cart was painted the word "Love," and on the other "Kindness." As soon as

the New Year saw Maurice he said, "Now please take hold and help me

pull;" and down the driveway and up the hill they travelled until they came

to an old shanty.

"Here is where I make my first call," said the New Year. Maurice

looked wonderingly at him. "Why, nobody lives here but an old colored

man who works for us; and he hasn't any children!" "He needs my help,"

said the New Year; "for grown people like to be thought of just as much as

children do. You shovel out a path to his door, while I unload some of my

blessings; and the little hands went busily at work, piling up warm

clothing, wood, and a new year's dinner, the New Year singing as he

worked:-

"Oh, I am the little New Year; ho! ho! Here I come tripping it over the

snow, Shaking my bells with a merry din; So open your door and let me

in."

BUTTERCUP GOLD AND OTHER STORIES

Old Joe, hearing some noise outside, came to the door, and when he

saw all the nice gifts the tears ran down his cheeks for gladness; and as he

carried them into the house, he whispered: "The dear Lord has been here

to-night."

"Where am we going now?" asked Maurice, as they ran down the hill.

"To take some flowers to a poor sick girl," answered the New Year.

Soon they came to a small white house, where the New Year stopped.

"Why, Bessie, our sewing girl lives, here," said Maurice. "I didn't know

she was sick." "See," said the New Year, "this window is open a little; let

us throw this bunch of pinks into the room. They will please her when she

wakes, and will make her happy for several days."

Then they hurried to other places, leaving some blessing behind them.

"What a wonderful cart you have," said Maurice; "though you have

taken so much out, it never seems to get empty." "You are right, Maurice,

there is never any end to love and kindness. As long as I find people to

love and be kind to, my cart is full of blessings for them; and it will never

grow empty until I can no longer find people to help. If you will go with

me every day and help me scatter my blessings, you will see how happy

you will be all the long year."

"A happy New Year!" called some one; and Maurice found himself in

bed, and his sister standing in the doorway smiling at him. "Have you had

a pleasant dream, dear?" she asked.

"Why, where is the little New Year?" said Maurice; "he was just here

with me."

"Come into Mamma's room and see what he has brought you,"

answered his sister. There in a snowy white cradle he found a tiny baby

brother, the gift of the New.Year. How happy Maurice was then! But he

did not forget his dream. Old Joe and Bessie had their gifts, too, and

Maurice tried so hard to be helpful that he made all his friends glad

because the happy New Year had come.

BUTTERCUP GOLD AND OTHER STORIES

Mother Nature's House Cleaning

One morning Mother Nature stood at the door of her house looking out

over the world. King Winter's reign was over and he had gone back to his

home at the North Pole; and Spring was coming over the hill with her

three little helpers to make Mother Nature a visit.

Let us see who these helpers were. First there was roguish March with

his rosy cheeks, and his curly hair flying in the winds that blew all about

him. Next came Baby April with her apron full of violets, daffodillies, and

green grasses. Part of the time she smiled sweetly, and part of it she

frowned till the big tear drops chased each other down her cheeks. Last

came May, playing tag with the sunbeams, wandering knee-deep in

flowers, and calling to the birds that sang around her:

Mother Nature watched them coming and murmured, "Such a dirty

world as King Winter has left behind him! It must be cleaned up before the

little girls, April and May, come, but March I am sure will want to help me

do it."

She beckoned to the frolicsome boy who came racing down the hill to

see what she wanted. "I must have some rain to wash away all this dirty

snow," she said; so March whistled to the East Wind, who blew together

the rain-clouds, and soon the tiny rain drops were busy at work washing

the floors of the world, and in a short time the snow was all gone. Then

Mother Nature wanted the sky ceilings cleaned, so this time March

whistled to the West Wind who began to sweep away the cloud cobwebs

from the sky till the cheery old sun smiled again, and shone Mother Nature

a bright "good morning."

"Now March," said she, "there is one more thing you can do to help.

You must start the work for Baby April." Then March, with the South

Wind to help him, awoke the seeds, whispered to the trees to begin to bud,

started the brooks singing, and called the robins back from the South.

When his visit was over Mother Nature thanked him for helping her so

well on all of the thirty-one days he had spent with her, and told him she

would send for him again when her next cleaning day came around.

BUTTERCUP GOLD AND OTHER STORIES

How the Raindrops and Sunbeams

Helped

One morning Mother Nature looked about her, and said: "My children

have had such a nice long rest and it will do them good, for they have a

busy summer before them. It is time to go to work now, and as some of the

babies just won't wake up till they have to, I must send for my helpers at

once." The long days carried her messages, which in our language would

have read something like this:-

My Dear Helpers, Sunbeams, and Raindrops:--

You are needed down here on eurth. It is time to dress my plant

children, and give them work to do. The birds must be called back from

the South, and the cocooons must be opened so that my butterflies can

come out. I shall have to make good soil and get my clover beds ready for

the honey makers. Come at once, as some have been sleeping too long

already. Whisper to the trees as you pass that it is time they were budding,

Be gentle with all, for they are my children, and I love them.

Good-bye, from your Mother Nature

This she directed to the Sunbeams at Blue Sky Park, and the Raindrops

at Cloud Land. When the message reached these little helpers, they started

off at once to obey the call, and the sun gave such a merry laugh, that

Grandma came to the door of the farm house and remarked: "How warm it

is today, quite like spring; I believe I will set out my geraniums." But just

then a silvery voice said: "Wait a little while longer till we make the

ground soft," and pop came a raindrop upon the dear old lady's nose, and

she hurried into the house, saying "What queer weather we are having!

first sun and then rain." Then the Raindrops and Sunbeams smiled at each

other, and danced more merrily, for they knew what good work they were

doing to the great brown house where the flowers dwell.

The tap, tap, of the Raindrops wake them up, and when they raised

their sleepy heads and felt the warm kisses of the Sunbeams, they were

glad and began to grow. Soft breezes called to the leaves to come out, and

soon the brown coats which the trees had worn all winter were replaced by

BUTTERCUP GOLD AND OTHER STORIES

new green dresses. Pussy willow and snowdrop were the first to herald the

spring, and crocus and violet soon followed. Out in the woods blossomed

tiny pink and white May flowers. Little seeds burst off their jackets and

sent up green plumes. Then Mother Nature called her helpers again and

told them to search for the lilies, and dress them in white robes for Easter.

And so each beautiful flower came again--and the birds sang once more,

and the children were glad that spring had come again. The little helpers

had done their work well, and were happy--and every one thanked God for

the spring.

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