GRANDPA AND LOTTA.

ND now what does puss want?” said grandpa, as Lotta
climbed into his lap. It was a warm afternoon, and
grandpa had been dozing in his chair ever since dinner.

Lotta, before tellmg what she wanted, put her two

hands on grandpa’s cheeks and gave him a good kiss.

“ Now, what is it?”

“JT want you to take me——” Lotta did not finish the

sentence. .

“Where?” asked grandpa.

“Out to——” she stopped again.

“Well, go on.”

“The park !”

She threw out the last word quick and strong. ie you gee

she was not sure of grandpa, and wanted to make him under-
stand how much she wanted to go.

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“Oh, dear !” answered grandpa, who was feeling dull. “It’s
too hot.”
“But it’s so cool in the park, and so nice out there. Do,

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grandpa !” and Lotta put her arms about his neck and gave him
the biggest kind of a hug.

“T suppose I shall have to, after that,” said grandpa, who
was beginning to get wider awake, and to feel the dulness passing
off. “So get yourself ready.”

Off scampered Lotta, and soon came dancing and singing
back, ready for a ride to the park. Grandpa and his little pet
took one of the cars, and in less than half an hour were in the
beautiful park, where hundreds of happy children were playing
on the cool green grass, and hundreds of carriages sweeping
along the feel roads, making a scene of life and beauty
refreshing to look upon. It was almost as good for grandpa to
be there as Lotta. While she ran about on the green sward
and picked her hands full of buttereups, gay as a little bird, he

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