Apples, Ripe and Rosy, Sir by Mary Catherine Crowley
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that its shoes had red buckles; at the sight of which Katy immediately
concluded that, for herself, she liked red buckles better. Attached to it was a card on which was written: "For an unselfish little sister." "It did not get there by mistake: it's for you, Katy," said Ellie, ecstatically. "Then the Rose-lady must have sent it," declared Katy, feeling as if she were in a dream. That her conjecture was correct was evident the next day; for about noon a carriage stopped at the door of the dilapidated house in ---- street; and a visitor, who seemed to bring with her an additional share of Christmas sunshine, was shown up to the Connors' tenement. She was followed by a tall footman, who quietly deposited upon the table a generous basket of the season's delicacies. "The Rose-lady, mother!" cried Katy, pinching her own arm to see if she could possibly be awake. It was all true, however; and that day the Connors family found a devoted friend. Henceforth the Rose-lady took a special interest in Ellie. She induced a celebrated doctor to go and see her. The great man said there was a chance that the crippled child might be cured by electricity; and it was arranged that the mother should take her regularly to his office for treatment, Mrs. M---- offering the use of her carriage. Now Ellie can walk almost as well as ever. She is growing stronger every day, and will probably before long be able to attain her |
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