The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1883-09-29


my man might feel who was at once editor |
IT apaper, treasurer of Debating Society, |
captain of the Eleven, and so prominent |
',en'aSifs9f 2 IE2ot-ball Nj and
JIub.
He was popular, happy-go-Iucky boy
never stopping to think very long about
anything, particularly if it promised tc
afford Jolly good time" But for once
in his life, Bobby was giving something
very serious thought; he was giving it be
forehand, too. which made it the more sur
prising. There was reason for this, OF
course; and the reason was one which gives
rise to a great deal of thought In this
thoughtless world-lack of money.
1t was nearly vacation. In about three
weeks school would close, and then hurrah
for two months of fun, and this summer, il
1t could only be managed, there was a
prospect of more fun than he had ever had
in his life before. Bobby had thought the
same on one or two other occasions. Halt
a dozen of his particular friends had
planned trip to Rangely Lakes, fishing
and hunting. For the last week at school
they had been talking it over, enthusiastic
as only boys can be when fishing and
cunning expedition is on foot, and getting
somewhat wild in their plans, till TODAY
they had come down to solid calculations
and appointed a committee who were ia
arrange for the necessities of camping out
IL was decided that each must furnish
twenty-five dollars; and that part of the
money-ten dollars each-was to be handed
IN TO the committee before hand for canned
provisions, tent, few cooking utensils
ana such necessities as flour, meal and
pork, and for the rest they intended to de-
pend on guns and rods
But while the others had been discussing
and planning, Bobby Grey had been uno
usually silent Twenty-Five dollars was a
large sum to him, and what was worse, it
was large sum to Doctor GREY, for coun-
Try doctors are rarely rich. Could he ask him
Tor the money-for his own pleasure
simply! though how great that pleasure
looked only boy could tell. Almost as
soon as he had asked the question did he
decide that it could not be DONE 1t would
be useless and it would give his father
pam torefuse; after all, rOllicking, thought
less boy though Bobby Grey was, that was
the reason why he could decide torelinouisb
two months to perfect bliss.
NO man, they say, is hero to his valet.
but somebody has cleverly added, ''That is
more the Wallets fault than the hero's." If
so, 1t was to the credit of both Bobby
: ana his sister Rose, that to them
there was no man in the world like
Doctor Edward Grey. Not many boys
nave hat feeling toward their fathers, how
ever much they may love and respect
them. With Bobby it was genuine hero
worship. In the first place, the early wears
OF Doctor Grey's practice had been in the
army, at first in active service on the
plans, where he had been distinguished for
MS dashing bravery, his "Reminiscences of
danger, his GOODNESS and command of ali
surgical skill, though Indians were whirl-
ing and shouting, and Indian arrows and
bullets were whizzing past him, with death
a happy alternative from falling alive into
the enemy's hand.
what boys heart would not thrill at the
thought of that figure in top boots and
spurs SLOUGH hat and sweeping plumes.
Spanish poncho, with streaming ends and
noatlng scarlet sash stuck full of revolvers {?
IL Is needless to state that such had not
been the costume worn by Doctor GREY
whilst IN the service of his country. II was
the one furnished by Bobby's lively imagi-
nation, assisted by stacks of the literature
he was in the habit of devouring.
Think, however, of living in the same
house with Buffalo Bill, Davy Crockett, Cen
eral Custer, Dick Onslow, Kit Carsonl
Then there were other reasons that apneaIed
to the man, and not the boy, in Bobbv-his
fathers gentle ways toward women and
children, his standing in his profession. his
honesty and straightforward ways. his
scorn of anything that was NOT
above board. Bobby felt all these
in the family light. A doctor and
a soldler-to help and to fight. Bobby
sometimes thought in the serious moments
That come to even boys of fourteen. that II
was Just because he had been the latter
that his ideas of honor were so rigid: as
though derived in part from a life where
the creed is "To do nothing unbecomino- an
officer and gentleman" ''''
- After that discussion about Ranpelv.
poppy WaiRed home thinking very hard.
ASKING his father was out of the question.
There was only one way in which IL was
possible to obtain the necessary money
IL was Just this: His birthday was the
twenty-fourth of June, and aunt Melissa
always made him apresent then of twenty
nve dollars; exactly enough TO cover his
expenses. 1t would not do to ask her To
advance the amount, of course. But wbv
not take the ten dollars required at once.
rom the funds IN his possession as Treas
urer or the Debating Society, and Editor.
in-Chief of the School Register?
lie had rejected the idea at first Still
~ mad come to him again and again. he
dwelling on it longer each time. Till now
the question had to be decided at once and
for good. He did not quite like to do it.
YET why he did not exactly know, or re.
fused to acknowledge. Not that there uas
any harm in it, or the slightest danger of
his not being able to replace it. Had NOT
ne borrowed small sums-three cents for a
stamp, his fare to town, ten cents worth of
candy, time and again, and replaced IL
almost Immediately? 1t was Just a tenn
porary convenience, and it would be idiotic
TO let the money lie there unused because
OF sudden squeamishness.
What lay at the bottom of the bows
reluctance was lurking and underlined
feeling that ''father would not do it.D He
argued with himself all the way home. and
1t was not till he had reached the gate
Arthur Wales just then rushed by on his
bicycle; he did not have to bother where
his money was coming from. How unfair
II was some fellows should have everything,
Part of the money was his, anyway; surely
he had the right to "lend" it to himself on
good security, when he had always had the
trouble of it-Bobby made up his mind
with spring. And the minute he had
done it, his doubts vanished, and he won
dered how he could have been such ninny
as to have hesitated.
He ran up the steps, slammed the door
after him, and proceeded to sow the seeds
OF dyspepsia by eating his dinner in three
minutes. Then the Treasurer and Editor
went 10 bis private room. got out the