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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: A "STOLEN" FLOWER OME time ago a newspaper cablegram told of the depth of grief and tenderness shown by a Paris street urchin. That cablegram follows: "Every Sunday for three months past a little boy of twelve has been observed in a cemetery kneeling at a grave marked only by a wooden cross. One Sunday he knelt longer than usual, weeping convulsively. At last he looked about him. Near by was a richly carved tomb with fresh lilacs and other beautiful flowers on it. He gazed at the tomb several minutes, then went to it, took the greater part of the flowers, and was carrying them to the poor little grave, when he met a policeman, who asked what he was doing. The child dropped his burden in fright. On being taken to the police station, he explained in piteous fashion that three months ago he lost his brother whom he dearly loved. On looking at his grave and seeing those around all covered with flowers he thought how cold he must be and had taken the flowers to cover him." A beautiful incident, indeed. Something like it occurred not long ago at Prospect Hill cemetery in the city of Omaha. Teddy and Lee, two little brothers, were wandering one Sabbath day among the graves of that old resting place. None of theirloved ones lay in that city of the dead, but they were, nevertheless, interested visitors to that solemn place. Prospect Hill is filled with flowers on the Sabbath, and there was no exception to the rule on this particular occasion. In their stroll these lads came across one little grave that was conspicuous because of the absence of any marble slab. No blossoms rested upon this little mound. Teddy, the younger brother, a lad of perhaps seven years, hastily looking about him to see that no one was watching, slipped over to a grave that was covered with cost...