The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1886-06-11

- sDore0 just IN the Wick 4
Iime' and stood Brsvely - nls Pest
Johnny was AL alone in the house
rocking baby Lulu to sleep. and tn
big tears were rolling. one BY one
over his red cheeks. and down BIZ
straight little nose. with alarming per
tinacity. He wasn't crying! no, no
for the world would be acknowledg.
that he was crying. But what was til
matter?
Johnny was the ssbest bow in thu
world" SO his mamma said. and I'm
sure she ought to know IL anybody
should; and ever since God took hi.
papa home to Heaven. mamma would
leave little Lulu in Johnny's care while
she went out to fit the ladies' dresses
for them. And then. when she came
home, he always had such . bright.
CHEEKY fire in the winter time: and in
the summer would run and draw 4
clear. cold glass Of water when she
came in tired and warm.
Mamma was gone now, and JOHNNY
had been rocking baoy . long, long
time, II seemed TO his tired little arms
but that wasn't the cause of the
trouble-oh NO! He didn't mind that
one bit. Let US follow Johnny's gaze.
Away down ut the end Of the street.
right on the square, but almost hid by
the thick foliage Of the naples that
line each side Of the street. We see
what? a great awkward form. that
looks iike-can il beP-an elephant!
And then, we are sure-those are
camels. We can see their humps And
that group (the people crowd SO We
can = half see)-that must be the dear
little ponies' and oh. the monkeys!
Johnny's mamma had said that he
might 60 and see the procession that
morning for it was q show that had
come to the village; but she thought
sne would have time to 90 and alter
Miss Meriweather's basque for her be-
fore the procession would start So
here Johnny sat, rocking the baby, in
stead OF making one Of that merry
crowd OF boys and girls watching the
procession down at the end Of the
street
Now. don't give our little bow too
much credit. His first impulse. when
he heard the music. was to put baby in
her crib, and-fy! Really, he did get
ner IN the crib, when he remembered.
Then be cried aloud: Mamma oil
mammal in real agony. But Miss
house was quite five
blocks away, and mamma cou,dn' 4
have walked home fast enough for him
IT'LL TO 90, even IL she had heard that
ooor little cry. And, with that dis
racted music sounding in his ears, aud
ne dim shapes Of those wondrous
'reatures from another world Just visi-
ne. what wonder that the tears rolled |
Town his fresh little face. wink bravely
y he might to keep them back.
said that Johnny remembered: and /
ust in the nick Of time. TOO. Indeed
i had not been for his remembering,
doubt 4 he would have stood 50
ravely 1t his posi- But first / must
Ell you little secret; and, q al this
aPPened 80 long ago, i don't think
ohnny will care. The very TOP pin-
acie q Johnny's ambition and happi-
ess was TO be soldier. His dear papa
new about this desire OF his heart.
nd not long before be died he talked
18th Johnny about il and said: ..Son.
'member, . soldier must never finch.
Vt stand like : rock at his post. \
hese words had taken deep hold on
ohnny's young mind, and 90 il was be
'membcred; but oh, it was so hard!
e was Q soldier, he was at his post.
a. stand he must, like = rock. And
he did. brave little hero!
The gay parade and the bewitchinR | /.
usic are gone now, and mamma
mes in, all flushed with walking 80
pidly. She takes In all 1t : glance:
9 brave little face that would not
y, the sleeping baby. She quietly
kes baby and puts her In the crib:
en- (wise mother) she lifs her soldier
her arms, and, in mothers Ian. he J
} longer tries to check his tears. but.
Dse 70 that loving heart, sobs il ali I
&. liz
Look up. little captain! Dry your 7
ars-put on your brightest smile; for ! :
q have played nobler. Drawer part
IN Il you had marched at the head | 9
. regiment and captured . city!-I q
tina Shcldrdke, 10 $. s. Times. ~