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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Aug 11, 1898

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 24, No. 32.

A LITTLE HEROINE.

“Nannie, dear, I want you to hem those napkins this afternoon without fail. Can I trust you to do it? I must go out for the whole afternoon, and can not remind you of them,” said Mrs. Barton to her little girl.

“Yes, mother, dear, I will. You can trust me,” said Nannie.

Now, Nannie did not like to hem napkins any better than you do, but she went at once to the work-basket, took out her needle and thread and thimble, and began work. Pretty soon she heard the sound of music. It came nearer, and at last it sounded right in front of the house. She dropped her sewing to run to the window, and then she stopped.

“No, I promised mother, and she trusted me,” said Nannie to herself, as she sat down again and went on sewing. Soon the door burst open, and in rushed several little girls.

“Nannie! Nannie! Where are you? There is a monkey out here and a trained dog, and they’re playing lovely tricks. Come on.”

“I can’t. I promised mother and she trusted me,” she answered.

“They coaxed and scolded, but all to no purpose. So they left her.

Just as she finished the last napkin, her mother came in.

“My little heroine,” she said as she kissed Nannie.

“Why, mama, I didn’t save anybody’s life or do anything brave; I only kept my promise,” answered Nannie wonderingly.

“It is sometimes harder to keep a promise and do one’s duty than to save a life. You did a brave, noble thing, and I thank God for you, my dear,” said Mrs. Barton.—Philadelphia Methodist.