News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1882-10-12
HARRY'S FOUNDING.
BY OLIVE HARPER,

Papa, let me keep him-please de
He looks SO lonesome-just as if hi
mother had died too, and he looks S
hungry and shivers so in the cold
Please do, papa. See his eyes; the
just seem begging you to. Why, psps
I don't believe he ever had enough t
eat in his life" and the quivering voic
died out altogether in a great sob as b
took the little starved dog with broke
leg into his arms and held him agains
his breast.
The father, stern-faced man, locke
down with smile of rare tenderness q
he said: Why, Harry, don't cry abou
it; you shall keep the little dog if yor
wish, though he is certainly not prett,
piayfellow. Come now, we will e
home and you can call your new frien,
along"
"Oh, thank you," said the boy, an,
his eyes danced with delight and hi
transparent cheeks flushed crimson will
pleasure, while the little dog l1mret
along after him, encouraged by th,
childish voice.
When they reached home the house
keeper made a hundred objections t.
keeping the dog, until at last Harry
said with flashing eyes: "Were yor
ever cold and hungry and sick, Mrs
Perkins, without any home to go to, OF
anyone to love you ?"
All of sudden the housekeeper's face
flushed and tears came in her ewes, and
she turned away for a moment and then
came back saying, "Well, dear, shall
we take him down to the kitchen and
see what we can do for him ?"
EYES," said Harry, ST think he
needs something, and that pretty soon.
Come, doggie.'
Harry and the housekeeper took the
poor dog down to the kitchen and gave
him all he wished to eat, and bound up
his broken leg and washed his shaggy
coat, while the father sat up in his study
over the recent loss of bis
lovely young wife; and he thought OF
how the child resembIed her in deIicacy
Of constitution, and how like her he
vas in character, tender, pitiful and
owing. Harry came in, his face flushed
nd eager, and stood by his fathers
hair.
sob. papa" said he, eff you could
'nly see the little doggie nowl Mrs.
Perkins has washed him all over and
ed him, and put splints and ealve on
mis- roor leg, and she says it is broken,
md fed him. He wouldn't eat until he got
up on his back legs and made bow.
You have no idea what a gentleman he
is, only he is not handsome, you know. "
The father took the poor motherless
boy in his lap, and when there the little
fellow gave a deep sigh and lay wearily
down on his fathers breast, saying "I
am very tired, papa. What makes me
get tired SO easy now. I didn't use to,
but now every time I go upstairs it
makes something jump SO in here, :"
placing his hand over his heart) "that
can't hardly breathe, and I don't care
about playing ball any more, and 1
never ride my rocking horse now"
The fathers lips grew white, as he
al at once saw that the frail body was
worn and thin even to emaciation. Why,
ne asked himself, had he not seen this
oefole, for now it was plain, and the
sight of the colorless cheeks and trans
parent skin and Gstless air made him
remember other things days when the
delicate appetite failed and the weary
eyes seemed to turn with Ioathing from
lhe tempting food; hours while the
child lay about on the rug at his feet,
)r on q sofa, and when asked why he
lid not 60 out and play on the lawn,
simply, 81 am tired" He
saw it now too plainly.
Harry lay on his fathers breast till at
asst he fell asleep. Then, laying him
down on the sofa, the startled
man went out, called Mrs. Perkins, and
pointing to the sleeping child, whose
lace was as pale as a Gala lilly, and
with lips like the lilac blossoms, said
Is Is he dying, Mrs. Perkins, like his
nother?"
"Oh, don't, Fir. Edward !" said she,
With gush of silent tears.
" You have seen it then ?" said he,
sc 1 was not sure, and 1 couldn't bear
to distress you; but fear it is SO.
"Stay with him I will fetch DIR.
Bennett" and the stricken father hur-
,ied out while the good old housekeeper
sat down and looked at the child
through her fast falling tears. Soon
'he doctor, accompanied by the father,
came in, and the old man, who had
been not only physician but friend and
adviser to the dead young mother al
ler life sat down by the still sleeping
BOY and watched his pale face, his blue
lips, his purple fnger-tips, and his
abored breathing very gravely then
at last he turned set, sorrowful face,
10 the father, looked long and pitiiully
INTO his eyes, and the father knew. He
lad been bouyed mp by more hope than
ne had known, and now this solemn fiat
struck him as if he had not expected it.
Then they went out into the library, and
5he doctor gave some directions, and,
taking his friends hand, said
Edward, this is going to be hard,
but try and be brave. Think it is no
harder for you to be without him here
han for his mother to miss him there.
God bless you, my boy; let me know if
any change takes place. He may live
months yet, or it may come any day.
Good BY"
Harry awoke aud started up from the
sofa, saying, "Where is my doggie p
put his father said, Keep quiet, Harry,
owe, and the little dog shall be brought
Up here ;" and Mrs. Perkins went down
and brought him into the room. He