LILLIAN'S FLAG 



LILLIAX AMES and her brother Adoniram, 

 with their dog Fido, sat on the porch steps 

 of their pleasant home in Dover, Maine. Lil- 

 lian's chin rested in her little hands as she 

 gazed admiringly at a flag which she and her 

 brother had just made and had flung out across 

 the street in front of their home, fastening the 

 long rope from which it hung, to a tree on 

 each side of the street. 



It was at the time of a great political cam- 

 paign many years ago, and on the flag could 

 be plainly read the names of two of the can- 

 didates for President and Vice-President of the 

 United States. 



"My, but didn't we make a beauty 1" ex- 

 claimed the boy. "Aren't you glad we arc 

 patriots ?" 



"Yes," quickly answered the happy little 

 girl. "This is the proudest day of all my 

 life ! And it's for our country, Addie, all the 

 time it waves out there. A beauty ! well, T 

 guess it is !" 



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