The sun. [volume] (Morris, Stevens County, Minn.) 1882-1895, 1886-10-14

and ruined. moving n brother-aesh
across the Field of Lessons?
For q time he followed the river,
llinpink saud sobbine, \ and gazing
through his tears into its polluted
depths. >ss n yearning after tho SOFT
oblivion it might yield. But, when his
sore feet touched the water. his poor
little heart was not stout enough. and
he turned away, and ere long came
into beautiful avenue; then he ceased
to weep; wonder swept the tears from
his hollow eyes. 1t was Sabbath
though he knew 1t not-and the sun
was going down In aSgrsat flush Of
clear vermilion far away at the other
end of the beauteous street, lighting
thousand soft and glimmering fires
along the stately dwellings as it sank
Everywhere were flowers and exquisite
ly dressed children, lovely girls sitting
by richly appareled men and women in
costly chairs upon the porches, with
rings flashing bright rugs beneath
their feet, and q background OF tinted
glass and splendid furnishings. ~ -
A light that was alien to the face Of
little Tim slowly began to illuminate
his pinched and pallid features; then he
wavered and went back; then that look
of strange delight came into his eyes
again. and he hurried on as If he were
entering the borders of Paradise.
Glittering carriages we're rolling soft
ly along the smooth pavement and
hundreds of women and children, clad
in satin and velvet and flower like fab
RIGS. drifted with mingling hues along
the avenue. The child forgot his rags,
ha bare feet, and crooked spine; the
look of delight began to deepen in his
eyes: then he saw that some stared at
him. that others, scowled and pressed
back their costly clothing to let him
pass, and the light died out of his face,
and he shrank from side to side and
turned into little park and hid.
It smelled sweet as heaven there
among the blossoms. and he lay quite
still on the soft grass with his poor heart
Tutoring. Up above him he could see
the deep, serene summer sky, hung
here and there with filmy loops of lace
that seemed to burn with pink and
crimson from the far-off sunset. 1t
seemed to him that he had never no..
ticed it before; that his hungry eyes
had always been peering into bitches
and holes and filth, or blind with tears.
How calm and sweet it was there where
the rich dwelt! ~-t 49,
He could hear voices here and there
from vine-wound porches fronting on
the little park, and one, limpid and en-
gaging, was saying near by, "Oh. /
shall 60 to DR.. Easman's church. Do
you not think his delivery beautiful? 1t
rests me just to look at him; he is so
handsome, tool" -
Eyes," said a silvery, affected voice.
in reply, land he is so gentle. He is
quite unreasonable about his salary,
though, they say; win accept but seven
thousand! It's too bad, he is so pleas
ant and handsome; he could surely do
better than that!'
Then little Tim saw form CARRIED
In blue, and capped and belted, come
between him and the peaceful azure of
heaven, and he sprang up and ran, but
was struck by cane. and wavered and
fell. But ere tho officers fat paw
could secure him he was gone. a-
The next avenue seemed fairer than
the first, and was alive with beautiful
Humanity flowing on toward the
churches. Down this, with little
thread of blood trickling from among
his matted curls, he ran like kind of
hunted human animal, and coming to
q larger park hid himself again, and
lay there painting and sobbing while
the shadows began to gather and hud-
die and group, and the clear stars
swarmed into the voiceless deep above
him. Then in little time he crept
away and came into the broad avenue
again, going he knew not whittier. A
huge church was just beyond him, ra-
diant with light and colored glass, and
he drew back with fear. But at that q
great wave of music went mellowing
up through all the glowing structure,
and the child's breath stopped and his
grimy hands came together with q
clutch. He had never, heard other
music than the banjo and drunken,
ribald songs, save at long intervals the
far-away playing Of a band, and the
soft thunder Of this, the level, roll and
swell. and melting fall, drew him like
q turning world.
Cringing but palpitant, he crept into
the shadows by the wide arching en-
trance and listened. A stream Of peo-
pie. jeweled, satined, and prismic
under the showeFing light, were pass
ing in, but he could hardly see them,
his blood was throbbing SO. Suddenly
there was sweeter melody; wave Of
human voices, strong, smooth, har-
monious, that swelled and sank upon
the undulating organ flood and charged
!; the air with sympathy. ~
It was stronger than the ragged
child; with lips parted and eyes hungry
; he entered. Oh! Oh! what beautiful
place! music, light, color, and frag
rance! He stood bewildered. Their
suddenly he felt himself softly pushed
J and heard low, menacing voice bid hin
quit the place, and he looked up at the
stately, odorous usher, and shrank ou
Of the great doorway into the shadows
again. Hf iatfs
Then the music fell away into silence
and odors delicate and faint and sound!
subdued and restful hoated out tn,
! SPLENDID doorway past the child. Their
a voice came with the odors-deep