The Arizona sentinel., 1886-09-25
THE LOST BOYS.
True Story of the Adventures of Little
 Harfie and Percy.

Harfie and Percy.
 Harfie and Percy were two little boys that lived in a large city just across the river from New York.
 Though only five and three years old, they sometimes did very strange things. and once gave their mother a great fright. After breakfast one morning, they were playing on the stone walk in front of their house, but they kept getting a little farther of, first to see this sight and then that, un- til they were many blocks away. Their mother was so busy in the house she did not miss them until about ten o'clock, when she looked all over the large house, and called up and down the street, but she could not find them. She then went to the police station, and told the man in charge of her miss ing boys, their ages and how they were dressed. But though many of the men with brass buttons and clubs were hunting for the little runa- ways, eleven, twelve, one, two, three, four and five o'cloS& went by, and they could learn nothing about them. The father and mother and brothers and sisters were almost wild with fears What if some gypsies had carried them of, or they had been stolen like little Charlie Ross, or they had gone to the river and were drowned! But 1 can not tell you how very badly they felt, and the many fears they had during this long, sad day, that seemed like weeks or even months to them, it was so awful.
 About five o'clock, as the mother stopped walking the floor and went to look out of the window, who should she see comlng up the steps, whistling as happy as could be, but little Harfie.
 e But where is dear little brother?" asked the mother, as she clasped Har- fife in her arms.
 ''I don't know, mamma; haven't seen him this good while; he wouldn't come with me. But I'll find hIm if you don't cry SO, said Harfie, for the first time thinking something very bad had been done.
 The mother and Harfie started at once, and as he led the way through street after street and alley after alley, the mother felt sure she should never find her baby boy. At last they met stout, bustling Irishwoman, who said: '1ndade, ma am, have you lost boyP I met one not long since, crying like his heart would break, but 1 couldn't git him to come in, the poor little dearr'
 Here's where we played all day, said Harfie, stopping in front Of long. dingy-looking feed store, ''and left him here" But the mother learned of the clerk that he had | gone some two hours, going from there towards the river.
 "Oh-h!' thought the mother. as she stood looking at the blue river, If my baby is drownedr' Just then 8 dirty, ragged little boy stepped up to her, and said: Pat and Mike has just | gone to the station with boy they found, it's right down this street four blocks, ma'am
 You can not know how happy these words made the mother feel, and how good this dirty, ragged little boy looked to her, and after giving him some pen nies and thanking him she went as fast as she could to the station. But they 1ad just sent him home in charge of he boys who found him.
 It was quite late and dark when Harfie and his mother reached home, put they could see a crowd of boys lround the steps and hear them quar- 'el over the reward for 2 half block lway.
 Here's your boy, ma'sm, I found lim!" came from some twenty boys at ,nce.
 But the first thing the mother did vas to take little Percy in her arms nd kiss him; then she gave Pat and dike each a dollar, and all the boys vent of.
 You never saw such tired, dirty little ; elbows in your life as the mother [ athed and put to bed that night, and l S they saw how pale she looked, and |. card her cry as she held and kissed I hem, and told them how sad she had cen all day, they said: Don't cry so, mamma; we won't neuer do so any g lore." ( And am glad to tell you they never C i'd Christian at Work. V
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