One New Year's morning, as we came down to breakfast, with very shiny faces and spendy aprons(围裙), we surprisingly found father alone in the dining room.
"Happy New Year. Papa! Where is Mother?" we cried.
"A little boy came begging and said they were starving at home. so your mother went to see and ah, here she is. "
As Papa spoke, in came Mamma, looking very cold, rather sad, and very much excited. Not far away from here, lies a poor woman with a little newborn baby. Six children are hud-dled(挤在一起)into one bed to keep from freezing for they have no fire. There is nothing to eat over there, and the oldest boy came here to tell me they were starving on this bitterly cold day. "My little girls, will you givc them your breakfast, as a New Year's gift?"
We sat silent a minute and looked at the nice, hot porridge(粥), creamy milk, and good bread and butter; for we were brought up like English children, and never drank tea or coffee, or ate anything but porridge for our breakfast.
"I wish we'd eaten it up," thought I for I was rather a selfish child, and very hungry.
"May I go and help carry it to the poor, little children?" asked Beth, who had the tende-rest heart that ever beat under a spendy apron.
"1 can carry that little pot," said little May, proudly giving the thing she loved best.
"And I shall take all the porridge," I burst in, heartily ashamed of my first feeling.
"You shall put on your things and help me, and when we come back, we'll get something to eat," said Mother, beginning to pile the bread and butter into a big basket.
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We were soon ready and set out.
As we made our way back home, I felt a sense of warmth in my heart.
