How Two Girls Cried

There is a difference in girls, if the following stories signify anything. One the Sanford (Me.) Journal tells thus: 'I don't intend to cry a bit at mother's funeral if I don't have a new dress and black veil,' said a little girl here on the death of her mother, and she kept her word until she got the desired articles, and then a flood of grief burst forth that lasted unrestrained until the last solemn rites were performed.

The other story appears in the Petersburg (Va.) Index of Jan. 31, and reads: 'Last Friday the residence of M. E. Helfrich, in Chesterfield County, took fire from the burning soot of the chimney, which fell upon the roof and ignited the shingles. Mr. Helfrich's little daughter, aged about ten years, and her mother, together with some smaller children, were the only occupants of the house at the time. The little girl bravely mounted to the roof, and the mother passed up to her a bucket of water, by which means, after frequent replenishing, she succeeded in extinguishing the flames. Some negroes working in a field in sight of the house discovered the flames and came to the rescue as quickly as possible, but the little heroine had entirely subdued the fire before their arrival, and was sitting on the roof of the house weeping—the effect, doubtless, of the reaction of feeling after the excitement.'