The little girl lighted another match. It made a big light.
Gretchen thought she saw her grandma. She never looked so pretty
before. She looked so sweet and happy.
* * * * * * *
take goes
"O grandma," said the little girl, "take me. When the light goes out
you will go away. The stove and the turkey and the Christmas tree all
went away."
Then Gretchen lighted a bunch of matches. She wanted to keep her
grandma with her. The matches made it very light.
The grandma took the little girl in her arms. They went up, up--where
they would never be cold or hungry.
They were with God.
* * * * * * *
found next burned
dead froze death
The next day came.
Some men found a little girl in the street. She was dead.
In her hand were the burned matches.