The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1881-12-15

Upon such charming visions. Did you sneak
1 Where Turkey Isl on yes, sir. have learne,
-Masy .. Brine. II Harper Young People,
HARRY's JOLLY THANKSGIVING
"oh, what jolly day! Good thicl
lice on the pond! and just1the day Tor !
race with the fellowss''
/ Harry Archer was out OF led with ,
bound and real I've boy whoop, ant
ran TO the window for view of the dis
tant pond, before drawing on the warn
stockings and shoes which had lain all
night IN scattered places about the
| floor, keeping company with different
articles OF clothing here and there and
| all over. I3fw *gy 1851 segYfs -
All OF Harry's thoughts were with the
pond and his new skates. The skates
Were present from his Uncle Harry.
whose namesake the boy was. and with
whom he was a great favorite. Uncle
Harry lived in the city, hut had promis.
| ed to eat his Thanksgiving dinner with
Mrs. Archer and her husband and
harry had been promised, aarace with
mas uncle after dinner. for Uncle Hal
was famous skater notwithstanding
his twenty-eight years, an age which to
aai junior seemed very advanced in
deed. So to Harry this Thanksgiving
Day seemed very important, and had
neen anticipated long and well. AS he
hastily edressed himself, he thought:
Let me see; the fellows will be at the
pond ABOUT half-past nine, 1 guess. and
That Will give us skate of two or three
Jolly hours before Lceme home to dress
Tor dinner. Well, after dinner Uncle
Hai and l are going to skate. j can
beat an old man like him any day: and
then, in the evening, t6ere'n be
games. cause there's company coming.
aadmamma engaged q piano man. OF,
though!'' e Is I ,-'s'' - -
Ali these thoughts, while the stock.
ings and shoes, the pants and Jackets
were being donhed rapidfy--and the
last thought, with the final Question,
must have been addressed to, Harry s.
reflection, as he stood before the mirror
brushing his curly fair hair, andsmiling,
At the merry rosy face which smiled
I Then, as every boy ought, he knelt
70 say the morning pray er which good
mother had taught him never to forget.
ana IN the pray err was included the
earnest petition: ~. Dear Lord. teach
me to do always to others as l would
that others should do also to me. f0ir.
Jesus sake.'h8 Harry had repeated that
prayer as long as he could remember,
and although perhaps he had nevcr1
Thought az seriously Of its meaning as |
his mother, desired he should, vet very
kind-heafted, loving little fellow was
Harry, and willing always to be oblip-e
ing and helpful. and such boy is ant
to make good man, we all know. -
Breakfast over, away went Harry,
warmly clad in his fur-lined coat. and |
with ms new skates .slung over his |
shoulder. In the distance glistened the
smooth pond, on the surface of which
already were gliding half dozen BOYS.
Harry quickened his steps with d ..Hur.
ran, boysp' and laughed aloud in the
iullness OF his merry heart and over
lowing spirits. Only little farther to-
60 and then for the trial OF speed be- |
tween the best skaters. Harry's cheeks I
were glowing with health ana exercise.
his heart was content with present ioy |
and merry anticipations for the rest Of I
the day. And no wonder that he sanoE
and Whistled along the road until sud- |
qenly stopped by q pitiful sight before I
him. A boy of his own age apparently.
Thin. white-cheeked and sad. his blne /
ups trembling with weakness, and cold
% ne drew the worn. scant Jacket abont
him, and his poor feet barely proteeted i
rom the slippery road by a pair of |
gaping shoes. Much too short for tba
'nlvering limbs was the ragged pair OF /
pants, ana the boys knees trembled
beneath his own slight weight.
" Master Harry Archer,,' he said,
'.can you give me few {
3ennies to get roll with at the corner,
!, I'm nearly starved md frozen 10
Harry recognized the boy as the son
md only child ,of drunken father
Who had long since grieved his moor
vie to death and now was fast kiilinr
lis child with ill-treatrnent.
But, Jack, thought your father
lad gone to work again in. the forge. |,
md 50 You would be sale from blows.
t least. How came you SO far from
lome7'' ''fsr s's-'ss ''s1A'1
Jack shook his head. and the tears
lied his eyes.
Home, Master Harry! I'VE got no
lome now, Father beat me last night
nd turned me out of doors when every |
me IN the village was asleep. and
threatened to kill me il cried aloud.
Ind then he packed up few things
nd took every cent OF money we had /
nd went off this morning in the ears
omewhere. saying he was going to be
Feil rid OF me. And now L m all alone.
nd on. so cold and hungry
harry listened with his little heart
ull OF Indignation, and while he 1
lstened there came over the field
rom the pond the merry shouts OF the
QYs ct play and the ring Of steel