The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1881-08-11

selves Of vasaline and Of lotions, which
DO much TO arrest this scattering.
Tyndall has ably written on dust and
disease. His o. periments in New York
City showed how many millions Of miles
noat IN the common air, and how readi-
y u may happen that mechanical irri-
.atlon or specific disease result. Since
tne germ theory of disease has become
prominent, or since, at least, it is be-
neved that contagion consists of parti-
'caes not gaseous or in solution. but
particulate. it is all the more important
that we recognize dust a. one of the
great convey lces Of organic matter.
ana AZ such to be kept as pure as posi-
ble.-A !. Independent. : III
The Dead Newsboy-A Fourth Of July
&tAy 'Tresedy.
Louisa. pay! payr' softly muir
INJURED little Jimmy Cumpson, holding
up four fingers of q wounded hand. He
was dying'as he spoke and the words
were uttered with his last breath.
Jimmy Cumpsoh was q newsboy,
eight years old, and lived with his pa
rents at s86 South, Division Street. At
half past eight on the morning of the
Fourth he was shot through the hand
by the premature discharge of a TOW
pistol, and at $50 on the morning of the
18th, just nine days to an hour, he died
Of lOck-jaw, after enduring tortures that
the strongest of his attendants could
not witness without tears. Up to Mon
day night he supplied his customers
with the Erening NesOs. When start
ing out for his last trip on this earth he
complained of pain in his hand, and his
mother said:
Don't 60. Jimmy tonight. The
customers Will forgive you"
mo, no, mother. I'll serve 'em if
die on the street.
The boy had little thought that his in
juries. were fatal, however. He said to
his brother, Mr.. Thomas Cumpson, ON
Next Fourth of July I won't buy
anything but ice-cream. 1 don't want
any more pistils or fireworks.
In one of the intervals of his racking
pain on Tuesday afternoon he noticed
his mother crying. and said:
"Ma, throw away my pistol. Why!
ma, I'm not dyingr' .@r
The little chap was familiar with sa-
cred imagery and literature of Heaven
and the angels, far beyond his years.
Clasping his weeping mothers hand.
he said: "Mother, do you know why
the birds sing SO sweetly outsider
"No, my son."
"Well, mamma, God sends the birds
to sing and make us happy. That's the
way the angels sing" re-
Early Wednesday morning the family
gathered at his bedside, for the little
newsboy was dying. A death like
silence prevailed. Little Jimmy look
ed lovingly at each, and with his un-
wounded hand clasped his mothers.
"Oh! mamma, open the gates and let
me In to see the little angels he huski-
" murmured, "rm going home. I'm
going home.". Suddenly holding up
four fingers of his wounded hand, he
died with these words on his lips:
"Louisa, pay! payr' In his diving mo-
ment he recollected owing a lady GUS
toner four cents on South Division
street. He had taken five cents in pay
ment for paper and could not make
change at the time.
"Let's buy him some flowers" said
one of Jimmy's comrades, when he
heard the boy was dead, and about
forty newsboys put their funds together
and gave them to Mrs. Martin, the
agent who supplied them with papers.
to make the purchase. Thursday alter
noon the little fellows marched in silent
rank to little Jimmy's home. bearing
their tribute. Mournfully they gather
ed around the bier, and one of the
larger boys approached the mother and
handed her beautiful wreath. with this
inscription in white lilies on . ground of
dark Eng ish ivy:
We lid you farewell, but not forever.
A small bouquet was placed in the
dead boys hand. and the little party
took leave of their companion.
The funeral services were largely at.
tended by sympathetic newsboys. and
the house was crowded with relatives
and friends of the dead boy. A beauti-
full floral pillow, inscribed Rest" was
placed at the head of the coffin, sur
rounded by other appropriate foral
tributes. s'ra
The remains rested in q beautiful
casket, and were Inferred at Forest
Lawn. The pall-bearers were Frank
Haggerly, George Mason, Thos. Magee
and Seymour Newell. former school
companions of the dead newsboy..-
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