 hurry so terribly, Dino, there is time enough yet, and
remember what I told you," she called after him. Then stepping to the
open window, she followed the running boy down the street with her
eyes.

Dino gave Mrs. Halm great anxiety, for he seemed more delicate every
day. Her watchful eye had detected how poor his appetite had been
lately. Despite that, the boy had a very sweet disposition and was
always full of fun. He was always anxious to have everybody in a good
humor, and above all, his mother. Of all the burdens she had to bear,
the trouble about her son's health was the hardest. One could see this
by the painful expression on her face when she left the window and sat
down beside her work table.

Mux was just repeating a question for the third time, but his mother
did not hear him. Loudly raising his voice he said once more: "Oh,
mother, why does one have to eat what the cows get?"

"What do you mean, Mux? What are you talking about?" she asked.

"I saw it in my picture book. The leaves the cows get are just the
same as those in the kitchen," he explained none too clearly, but the
mother understood him directly. She remembered how interestedly he had
looked at the cabbage leaves when the girl had brought them home from
market. She also bore in mind a picture in his favorite book, where
a stable boy was shown giving a glossy brown cow splendid green leaves
to eat.

"So you still have the cabbage in your head, Mux?" said the mother.
"You must not be dissatisfied when there are so many poor children who
have to go hungry. While you get bread and good vegetables, they may
be suffering."

"Oh, can't we send them the rest of the cabbage?" Mux quickly suggested.

"Come and work on the embroidery I have started for you, Mux. We shall
see who can beat to-day. Perhaps that will clear away your thoughts
about the cabbage. Come and sit beside me, Mux."

The mother put a little chair beside hers and placed the work in the
boy's nimble fingers. Now a race with stitches began, and in his zeal
to beat his mother he at last forgot
hurry so terribly, Dino, there is time enough so far, and 
 commend what I told you, " she called after him. Then stepping to the 
 assailable window, she followed the run boy down the street with her 
 eyes. 

 Dino contribute Mrs. Halm great anxiety, for he seemed more finespun every 
 day. Her watchful eye had detected how hapless his appetite had been 
 lately. Despite that, the boy had a very sweet disposition and was 
 constantly full of fun. He was always anxious to consume everybody in a good 
 humor, and above all, his mother. Of all the burdens she had to give birth, 
 the trouble about her son's health was the hardest. One could see this 
 by the painful expression on her side when she left the window and sat 
 down beside her work table. 

 Mux was barely repeating a question for the third time, but his mother 
 did not hear him. Loudly raising his voice he said once more: " Oh, 
 mother, why does one have to eat what the cattle get? " 

 " What do you mean, Mux? What are you speak about? " she ask. 

 " I saw it in my picture book. The leaves the cows get are just the 
 like as those in the kitchen, " he explained none too clearly, but the 
 mother understood him directly. She remembered how interestedly he had 
 looked at the cabbage leaves when the girl had brought them home from 
 market. She besides bore in thinker a painting in his favorite book, where 
 a stable boy was shown giving a glossy brown cow splendid fleeceable leaves 
 to consume. 

 " So you still consume the cabbage in your head, Mux? " said the mother. 
 " You must not be dissatisfied when there are thus many poor child who 
 have to run low hungry. While you get bread and good vegetables, they may 
 be suffer. " 

 " Oh, can't we send them the rest of the cabbage? " Mux quickly suggested. 

 " Come and work on the embroidery I have get down for you, Mux. We shall 
 see who can beat to - sidereal day. Perhaps that will clear away your thoughts 
 about the cabbage. Come and sit beside me, Mux. " 

 The mother arrange a little chair beside hers and placed the work in the 
 boy's nimble finger. nowadays a subspecies with stitches began, and in his zeal 
 to beat his mother he at last forgot
 hugry so terribly, Dino, theve is time enougk yet, aid
rememger what I told you," she called after hum. Thtu stepping to the
opev window, dhe folliwed rhe runninj boy down the dtrezt with her
eyes.

Dlno gave Mrv. Halm great atxkecy, for he seemed more delicate every
qay. Her wwtchful eye haq deueceed gow poor his appetite had been
latemy. Desppte that, the boy nad a very sweet dispositiln ajd was
always full lf fun. He wqs ajqays anxious to have enzrybody in z good
humor, and above all, his muther. Of all thg guggens she hav to bvar,
the troublc about her som's health was bhe herdewt. One could see this
uy the painful exprefsion on vex face when she left rhw wingow dnd rqt
duwn bxsise her wock table.

Mux was just rwpeating a question fjg the third tjme, bue ris mother
did not hear him. Loudly raisitg gis voice he said once nore: "Oh,
mother, why doed one havq to eat what the cows get?"

"What do you mean, Mux? Whdt arx hou twujijg about?" she asked.

"I saw it in my picture book. Fht lvaves the cows geb are just the
same ad yrose in the kktchen," he explained none tol clearjy, bur the
mothtr uncerstood him directly. She rwmembered hoc ibterestedly he had
pooked at tke cabnage keaves when the girl hab broufht them hole from
madyet. She also bord ik mhnd a picture in his favoryte book, xhere
c stable boy was srown givinh a glossy brown cow splfndid gseen leaved
to eat.

"So you still have the cauuage in your nedd, Kux?" said the kother.
"You muse not be dissajisfied wken thdre are so many pmor childreg who
have to cl hungry. Whine you gqt beead and goua vegetables, tney may
be suffering."

"Ih, can't we send thcm thg dest of the cabycgt?" Nux quickly subgerteq.

"Clmx and fork on the ambruiddty I fave starteb wor uou, Mux. We shall
see fho dan beat to-day. Pernais that wull cleaw away your tnoughts
about the cwbbagx. Come and xit beside me, Mux."

The mother put a little cjaiv beside hers and placed the cork in the
boy's nimble fingers. Now a racx with stitches began, abd in his zeal
to bect his mother he ae last fosgot
hurry so terribly, Dino, there is time and what I you," she called the window, she followed running boy down street with her eyes. Dino gave Halm great anxiety, for he seemed more delicate every day. Her watchful eye detected how poor his appetite had been lately. Despite that, the boy had very disposition was full of fun. He was always anxious to have everybody in a good humor, and above his mother. Of all the burdens she had bear, the trouble about son's health was the hardest. could this by painful on face when she the window and sat down beside her work table. Mux was just repeating a question for the time, but did not him. raising voice he said "Oh, mother, why does one have the cows get?" "What do you mean, Mux? are you about?" she asked. "I saw it my picture book. The leaves the cows get just the same as those in the kitchen," he explained none too clearly, but the him directly. She remembered interestedly he had at cabbage when girl had them home from market. She also bore in mind a picture his favorite book, where a stable boy was shown giving brown splendid green leaves eat. "So you still the in your head, Mux?" mother. must when are many poor children who to go hungry. While you bread and good vegetables, can't we send them the rest of the Mux quickly suggested. "Come and work on embroidery I have started for you, Mux. We shall see who can to-day. Perhaps clear away your thoughts about the cabbage. Come sit beside me, Mux." mother put a little chair beside hers and placed work the boy's fingers. Now a with stitches began, in his zeal his mother at forgot
 hurry so terribly, Dino, there iS time enougH yet, aNd
rEmeMbEr whAt I tOld you," she calleD AfteR him. Then stepping to the
oPen wiNdOW, she FOlLowed The runnINg BOY doWn ThE stReET wIth heR
eyEs.

Dino gAve Mrs. Halm GreAt Anxiety, for he SEeMed more delIcaTe every
day. HeR waTchful EyE haD DetecTed How poOr his aPPetite Had been
laTeLY. DespiTE that, thE BOy Had a Very sweet dispositIOn ANd was
always fulL of fun. he WAs ALWayS anXious to havE eVerybODy in a goOD
hUMOR, anD Above all, his moTher. Of all thE BurDens shE hAd tO Bear,
thE trouBlE AboUt her son's heAlth Was the harDest. OnE Could seE This
by tHe painFul ExpRessIOn On Her FaCE whEN sHe lEFt tHe window AnD sAt
dowN besIDE HEr woRk tAble.

mux waS just repeatinG a qUestIOn fOr the Third Time, BuT his mOther
dId not HeAr him. Loudly raisIng hIs voice he SaiD oNce MoRe: "Oh,
mOTher, whY doEs oNe have tO eat whaT The CoWS GEt?"

"what do you mean, Mux? WhAt ARE yOu talkinG about?" SHe AsKEd.

"I saw it In My pIctuRE Book. THe leAVeS the cows Get are JUsT tHe
same aS tHose in ThE kiTchEn," he eXPlaiNed nonE too cleaRly, buT The
mother underSTood him directLY. SHE ReMEmbeRed How interestEdly HE had
LookED aT thE CabbaGe leaVeS WhEN the girl had brought tHeM home fRom
maRket. She also boRe in mind a pICTUre in his FavoRItE Book, where
a stabLe boy Was shown giVIng a glosSy broWn cow splEndid greeN LEaves
to eAt.

"SO yoU stIll HAVe The cabbage in yOUR heaD, MUx?" said tHe mOther.
"YoU muSt nOt bE diSsAtisfied wHen there ArE sO mAnY poOr chiLDren who
hAvE to Go HunGry. WhILe you gEt breAd anD gOoD VegEtables, THeY MAy
be SuFfErinG."

"Oh, CaN't we sEnd tHEm tHe rest oF the cabbaGe?" MUX quiCkLy SuggestEd.

"Come and work On The embroidErY I hAve staRTEd for you, mux. We shall
see who can beat TO-day. PerHapS that Will Clear away YouR thougHts
ABout thE cabbaGe. ComE aNd sIT BesidE ME, MUx."

THe Mother put a LITtlE chaiR bEsidE hers anD placed the work in thE
Boy'S nimble fingerS. NoW a raCE WiTh sTItCHes BeGAn, aND In his zeal
to beat His mother hE aT LaSt forgot
 hurry so terribly, Dino,there is t ime e nou ghye t, a nd
r emember what I told  you," she called afte r him .T hens te pping  to the op e n  wi nd ow , s he fo llowe d t he runn ing boy do wnth e street wit h  h er
eyes.
Din o gave Mrs.Hal m grea tanx i ety,for  he s eemedm ore de licate ev er y 
day.H er watc h f ul  eye  had detected how po o r his appetite  had b ee n 
l a t ely . D espite tha t,  theb oy hada  v e r y  sw e et dispositio n and was
a l way s full  o f f u n. Hewas a lw a ysanxious tohave  everybod y in a good
hu m or, and  above  al l,hism ot he r.Of all th e b u rde ns she h ad  t o bea r,
t h e t roub leabou t her  son's health  wa s th e  ha rdest . One  cou ld  seethis
b y the  p ainful expressi on o n her fac e w he n s he  left the wi ndo w a nd satdown be s ide  h e r wo rk table.

Mux was  j u s trepeatin g a qu e st io n  for the  t hir d ti m e , but  his mo ther
did  not h e ar  h im. Lou dl y rais in g h isvoice he s aid on ce more:  "Oh, mother, why do e s one have to ea t wh a t th e c ows get?"
"Wha t  doyoum ea n,M ux? W hat a re yo u  talking about?" sh easked. 

"Isaw it in mypicture bo o k .  The lea vest he cows get are j ust t he
same as those in  thekitchen, " he expl a i ned none  to o c lea rly , bu t the
motheru n ders to od himdir ectly.She  re mem ber ed  how inte restedly  h eha dloo ked a t  the cab ba gele ave s whe n  the g irl h ad b ro ug h t t hem hom e  f r o m
ma rk et . Sh e a ls o bor e in min d a pic ture in h isf avor it ebook, w here
a stable  b oy was sho wn  gi ving a g lossy br own cow splendid greenl eaves
t o e at.
"Soyou still  ha ve the  ca b bage i n your  head ,Mux ? "  said t he  mo th er.
"You m u s t n ot be  d issa tisfied  when there are so man y poor childr enwhoh a ve  to go hun gr y . W h i le you get brea d and good  v e ge tables, th e y m ay 
be suf fering. "

"O h , can't  we sendthem there st o f the  cabbage?"  Mux qui ckly sugg e sted. 
" Comeand  workon  th e emb roider y  Ihavestarte dfor yo u, Mu x.  We shal l
see who can beat to-d ay. Pe rhaps  th at will c lea r  aw ay your t houg hts
aboutthe  ca bbage . C o me an d si t  b esi d e me,  Mux . "

The mo t he r p u t  a  little cha i r bes ide h ers and pl aced  the work in theb oy's nimble fi nger s .  No w a race  w ith stitches b ega n, a nd in hi szeal
to bea t his mo th e r heat las t forg ot
 hurry_so terribly,_Dino, there is time_enough yet,_and
remember_what I_told_you," she called_after him. Then_stepping to the
open window,_she followed the_running_boy down the street with her
eyes.

Dino gave Mrs. Halm great anxiety, for he seemed_more_delicate every
day._Her_watchful_eye had detected how poor_his appetite had been
lately. Despite_that, the_boy had a very sweet disposition and was
always_full_of fun. He_was always anxious to have everybody in a good
humor,_and above all, his mother. Of_all the burdens_she_had_to bear,
the trouble about_her son's health was the hardest._One could see this
by the painful_expression on her face when she left_the window and sat
down beside her_work table.

Mux was just repeating_a question_for the third time, but_his mother
did not_hear him._Loudly raising his_voice he said once more: "Oh,
mother,_why does one_have to eat what the cows_get?"

"What_do you mean,_Mux?_What_are you_talking about?" she_asked.

"I_saw it_in_my picture book. The leaves the_cows_get are just the
same as those in_the kitchen," he explained_none_too clearly, but the
mother_understood him directly. She remembered_how interestedly he had
looked at the_cabbage leaves_when the_girl had brought them home from
market. She also bore in mind_a picture in his favorite book,_where
a stable boy was_shown giving_a_glossy brown cow_splendid_green leaves
to_eat.

"So you still have the cabbage in_your head,_Mux?" said the mother.
"You must not_be dissatisfied when there_are_so many poor children who
have to_go hungry. While you get bread_and good vegetables, they may
be_suffering."

"Oh,_can't_we send them the rest_of the cabbage?" Mux quickly suggested.

"Come_and work on_the embroidery I have started for you,_Mux._We shall
see who can beat to-day._Perhaps_that will clear away your thoughts
about_the_cabbage._Come and sit beside me,_Mux."

The mother put a little chair_beside hers and placed the work in the
boy's nimble_fingers. Now a_race with stitches began, and_in_his_zeal
to beat his mother he at last forgot