Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-02-22
FROM THE WAYSIDE.

office reading 3 very Interesting book. II
was part of mis- business, this 'feadiag,
for the book was a science within the
scope of his profession. He was compare
lively young man, and had the reputa-
ton of being an excellent physician.
While he read some one rang his office
bell. He laid aside his book and went
J to the door, and when he saw what was
upon the stepping stone he was indig-
nant.
1t was ragged, dirty boy, known in
Ellsworth as Hammer JIM ragged and
dirty, and with the vileness of the slums
upon him-a boy vicious and profane,
against whom every o.her boy was
warned-a boy who was called thief
and william, whom no efforts Of the over
see-s had been able to reclaim, and who
seemed to care for nothing but to make
people afraid of him. His true name, as
the overseers had it, was James Ammer-
ten. About his father no one in Ems
worth had ever known. His mother had
died an inmate of the poorhouse.
On the present occasion, Jim's face
was not only dirty, but bloody; and there
was blood on his glimmed and tattered
garments.
"Please sir, wont you fix my head9
have got hurt"
"What hlnd of hurt?' asked the doc
tor.
"I'm afeard it's bad, sir" sobbed the
boy. "One O. Mr.. Dunn's men hit me
with a rock. OH"
"What did he hit you for?"
81 dunno, SIR
eyes, you do know. What did he
| throw the stone at you fora"
"Why, sir, was picking up an apple
under one of his trees"
DR.. Walsh would not touch the bsy's
head with his finger. There was no need
of IT; he could see that there was only a
scalp wound, and that the blood had
ceased to flow.
"Go home and let your folks wash
your head and put on clean bandage,"
he said.
"Please sir. 1 hain't got no home, and
hain't got no folks"
"You stop somewhere, don't your
81 stop at the poor'us when they don't
kick me out.''
"Well, boy, you are not going to die
from this Go and get somebody to
wash your head, or 60 and wash it your
self and tie your handkerchief on"
"Please, sir, hain't got 10"
"Hold up, boy. 1 haven't got time to
waste. You won't suffer If you 60 as
you are"
And at this DR.. Silas Walsh closed the
| door and returned to his book. He had
not meant to be unkind; but really he
had not thought there was any need of
| professional service on his part; and GER
| tainly he did not want that bad boy in
his Office
But DR.. Walsh had not been alone cog
infant Of the boys visit. There had
been witness in an upper window. The
doctors wife had seen and heard. She
was woman.
She was not strong and resolute ana
dignifed like her husband. Her heat
was not only tender, but it was used to
aching. She had no children living; but
there were two little mounds in the
churchyard told her of angels in heaven
| that could call her mother! Acting up
on her impulse, as she was very apt to
boy in, by the back way to the wash
room. He came in rags, dirt and all,
wondering what was wanted. The sweet
voice that had called him had not fright
| ened him. He came in and stood look
ing at Mary Walsh, and as he looked his
| ssbbiHgs ceased.
"Sit down, my boy"
| He sat down.
eff l help you will you try to be
good"
81 can't be good.''
"Why not2"
"'Cause I can't. faint in me. Every
body says So"
| "But can't you try?"
81 dunno"
eff should help you, you would be
willing to try to please me-"
Eyes nj should certain
| Mrs. Walsh brought basin of water
and a soft sponge, and with tender hands
she washed the boys hands and face.
Then with the scissors she clipped away
the hair from the wound-Culing, hand
some hair-and found it not bad wound.
She brought piece of sticking plaster,
which she fixed upon it, and then she
brushed the hair back from the full brow
and looked into the boys face-not bad
face-not an evil face. Shutting out the
rags and dirt, it was really handsome
face.
"What's your name, my boy9"
Hammer Jim, ma'am; and sometimes
Ragged jim"
81 mean, how were you christeneda"
"Whlch'm9"
"Don't you know what name your
parents gave yous"
"Oh-ye-es. It's down on the 'seers'
book, ma'am, as James Ammerton."
"Well, James, the hurt on your head
is not a bad one, and if you are careful
and not rub off the plaster it will soon
heal up. Are you hungry?;
"Please ma'am, haven't eat nothing
to-day"
Mrs. Walsh brought out some bread
and butter and cup of milk, and al
lowed the boy to sit there in the wash
room and eat. And while he ate she
watched him narrowly, scanning every
| feature. Surely, if the science of physi-
ognomy, which her husband studied SO
much, and with such 1aith, was reliable,
this boy ought to have grand capacities