After a consultation
with Miss Brown, he sent them one Saturday afternoon a note and a big
bundle. Here is the note:
MY DEAR LITTLE FRIENDS: I was delighted the other night to find
that your small fingers were already learning to be useful, and I
take the liberty of giving them some more work to do. I know an
old colored woman who, after spending most of her life in taking
care of little children, is now paralyzed, and can only lie in
bed. Nothing pleases her so much as bright colors, so I want you
to make her a gay afghan. She will not mind any uneven stitches
if they happen to put in, and will be very proud of it.
I send the yarn of which to make it. There are to be five
stripes, one for each of you.
Hoping that you will enjoy the work, and at the same time the
thought that it is to please a poor old invalid, I am
affectionately your friend,
WILLIAM S. HAZELTINE.
The bundle when it was unrolled was found to contain some of the
oddest-looking balls of yarn that ever were seen.
"I think he must have wound them himself," remarked Louise, shaking
her head over the lumpy, unsymmetrical ball she held.
However, Miss Brown said the shape did not matter, and work was begun,
with great interest.
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