WHAT KATY DID - Complete Illustrated Trilogy: What Katy Did, What Katy Did at School & What Katy Did Next. Susan Coolidge

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СКАЧАТЬ said her cousin, smiling. “It was I, though I didn’t mean to let the name slip out so soon. So, after my father was gone away, I sent for a looking-glass. Such a sight, Katy! My hair was a perfect mouse’s nest, and I had frowned so much that my forehead was all criss-crossed with lines of pain, till it looked like an old woman’s.”

      Katy stared at Cousin Helen’s smooth brow and glossy hair. “I can’t believe it,” she said; “your hair never could be rough.”

      “Yes it was – worse, a great deal, than yours looks now. But that peep in the glass did me good. I began to think how selfishly I was behaving, and to desire to do better. And after that, when the pain came on, I used to lie and keep my forehead smooth with my fingers, and try not to let my face show what I was enduring. So by and by the wrinkles wore away, and though I am a good deal older now, they have never come back.

      “It was a great deal of trouble at first to have to think and plan to keep my room and myself looking nice. But after a while it grew to be a habit, and then it became easy. And the pleasure it gave my dear father repaid for all. He had been proud of his active, healthy girl, but I think she was never such a comfort to him as his sick one, lying there in her bed. My room was his favorite sitting-place, and he spent so much time there, that now the room, and everything in it, makes me think of him.”

      There were tears in Cousin Helen’s eyes as she ceased speaking. But Katy looked bright and eager. It seemed somehow to be a help, as well as a great surprise, that ever there should have been a time when Cousin Helen was less perfect than she was now.

      “Do you really think I could do so too?” she asked.

      “Do what? Comb your hair?” Cousin Helen was smiling now.

      “Oh no! Be nice and sweet and patient, and a comfort to people. You know what I mean.”

      “I am sure you can, if you try.”

      “But what would you do first?” asked Katy; who, now that her mind had grasped a new idea, was eager to begin.

      “Well – first I would open the blinds, and make the room look a little less dismal. Are you taking all those medicines in the bottles now?”

      “No – only that big one with the blue label.”

      “Then you might ask Aunt Izzie to take away the others. And I’d get Clover to pick a bunch of fresh flowers every day for your table. By the way, I don’t see the little white vase.”

      “No – it got broken the very day after you went away; the day I fell out of the swing,” said Katy, sorrowfully.

      “Never mind, pet, don’t look so doleful. I know the tree those vases grow upon, and you shall have another. Then, after the room is made pleasant, I would have all my lesson-books fetched up, if I were you, and I would study a couple of hours every morning.”

      “Oh!” cried Katy, making a wry face at the idea.

      Cousin Helen smiled. “I know,” said she, “it sounds like dull work, learning geography and doing sums up here all by yourself. But I think if you make the effort you’ll be glad by and by. You won’t lose so much ground, you see – won’t slip back quite so far in your education. And then, studying will be like working at a garden, where things don’t grow easily. Every flower you raise will be a sort of triumph, and you will value it twice as much as a common flower which has cost no trouble.”

      “Well,” said Katy, rather forlornly, “I’ll try. But it won’t be a bit nice studying without anybody to study with me. Is there anything else, Cousin Helen?”

      Just then the door creaked, and Elsie timidly put her head into the room.

      “Oh, Elsie, run away!” cried Katy. “Cousin Helen and I are talking. Don’t come just now.”

      Katy didn’t speak unkindly, but Elsie’s face fell, and she looked disappointed. She said nothing, however, but shut the door and stole away.

      Cousin Helen watched this little scene without speaking. For a few minutes after Elsie was gone she seemed to be thinking.

      “Katy,” she said at last, “you were saying just now, that one of the things you were sorry about was that while you were ill you could be of no use to the children. Do you know, I don’t think you have that reason for being sorry.”

      “Why not?” said Katy, astonished.

      “Because you can be of use. It seems to me that you have more of a chance with the children now, than you ever could have had when you were well, and flying about as you used. You might do almost anything you liked with them.”

      “I can’t think what you mean,” said Katy, sadly. “Why, Cousin Helen, half the time I don’t even know where they are, or what they are doing. And I can’t get up and go after them, you know.”

      “But you can make your room such a delightful place, that they will want to come to you! Don’t you see, a sick person has one splendid chance – she is always on hand. Everybody who wants her knows just where to go. If people love her, she gets naturally to be the heart of the house.

      “Once make the little ones feel that your room is the place of all others to come to when they are tired, or happy, or grieved, or sorry about anything, and that the Katy who lives there is sure to give them a loving reception – and the battle is won. For you know we never do people good by lecturing; only by living their lives with them, and helping a little here, and a little there, to make them better. And when one’s own life is laid aside for a while, as yours is now, that is the very time to take up other people’s lives, as we can’t do when we are scurrying and bustling over our own affairs. But I didn’t mean to preach a sermon. I’m afraid you’re tired.”

      “No I’m not a bit,” said Katy, holding Cousin Helen’s hand tight in hers; “you can’t think how much better I feel. Oh, Cousin Helen, I will try!”

      “It won’t be easy,” replied her cousin. “There will be days when your head aches, and you feel cross and fretted, and don’t want to think of any one but yourself. And there’ll be other days when Clover and the rest will come in, as Elsie did just now, and you will be doing something else, and will feel as if their coming was a bother. But you must recollect that every time you forget, and are impatient or selfish, you chill them and drive them farther away. They are loving little things, and are so sorry for you now, that nothing you do makes them angry. But by and by they will get used to having you sick, and if you haven’t won them as friends, they will grow away from you as they get older.”

      Just then, Dr. Carr came in.

      “Oh, Papa! you haven’t come to take Cousin Helen, have you?” cried Katy.

      “Indeed I have,” said her father. “I think the big invalid and the little invalid have talked quite long enough. Cousin Helen looks tired.”

      For a minute, Katy felt just like crying. But she choked back the tears. “My first lesson in Patience,” she said to herself, and managed to give a faint, watery smile as Papa looked at her.

      “That’s right, dear,” whispered Cousin Helen, as she bent forward to kiss her. “And one last word, Katy. In this school, to which you and I belong, there is one great comfort, and that is that the Teacher is always at hand. He never goes away. If things СКАЧАТЬ