West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1886-02-05

| before They all loved each other
the little boy, Fido, the old woodchuck
the rcd-headed woodpecker. The yellow
/ bird and the ilower-yes, Il! through
! the days of spring and all through the
summer time they loved each other in
their own honest. sweet. simple way
But one morning Fido sat on the
front porch ana wondered why the lit
! tie boy had not come 10 the fence cor
ncr 0Hd called 10 him The sun was
high, the men had been long gone 10
the harvest fields and the heat Of the
early autumn day had driven the birds
/ 10 the thickcSt foliage OF the trees
! FiHo could not understand why the lit
! tie boy did not come; hc fclS OH so
] lonesome, and he ycarncd ior the sound
of little voice calling google. Cog
| gle. google
The rcd-hcaded wood-pccker could
/ not explain il. nor could the Yellow
/ bird. Fido uottcd leisurcly down to
/ the fcuCc-curncr and asked the flower
/ If She had seen the little boy that morn
, ing Butno. the Hover had not laid
/ eyes ON the little boy aud She could
only shake her head doubtfully when
/ Fido asked her what IL all meant At
last in desperation Fido braccd himself
for heroic solution of the mvstcry,
/ and as loudly as ever he could he
/ barkcd three time, i'm the htpc, You
/ know. that the little boy would Scar
/ his call and come. But the little hoy
/ did not come
/ Then tido rOtt,d sadly down Tie
/ lane 10 the pasture TO talk with the old
/ woodchuck about Ibis strange thing.
+ The old woOdchuck saw him COMING
and amblcd ont TO meet him.
But where is our little boy?' asked
/ the old Woodcmuck
II do not know, said Fido. Il
/ waited Tor him and called To him again
. and again. but u" lcver came.
All, those were sorry days for the lit
/ tie boys friends. and sorric-t for Fido.
| Poor. honest FidD, how lonesome he
was and how he mOped about! How
each sudden SCUM how each football
startled him, He he sat all those DAYS
upon the front do Dr-stoop, with his ewes
/ liked on the fcncc-corner and his rough
. brown ears cooked up as if he expected
each moment To zee two chubby arms
I stretched out toward him and to hear
"a baby voice calling google. google,
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Once only the saw him-Fido, the
4 Hover. and the @ hers. 1t was one day
when Fido had called louder than usual.
! They saw "a little figure in a nieht-drcss
come TO an uppc- window and lean his
arms out. They saw it was the little
! boy. and. OH low pale and in he
looked. But his yellow hair wa, as
! glorious as ever. and the dimples came
| back with the smile that lighted his
/ thin little face when he saw Fido; and
/ he leaned on the window easement and
! waved his baby hands fecbly, and cried:
"Goggiel gOggic!' till Fido saw the lit
/ tie boys mother come and take him
from the window.
One morning Fido came to the fence
comer-how very lonely that spot
seemed now-and he talked with the
! Hover and the wOodpccker; and the
! yellow bird came, too, and they all
talked of the little boy And at that
very moment the old woodchuck
reared his hoary head by the hole Of
the pasture, and he looked this way
and that and wondered why the little
boy never came any more.
suppose said Fido TO the yellow
bird. suppose You fly to the window
way up there and see what the little
boy is doing Sing him one of your
! pretty songs, and tell him we are lone
some without him-that we are watt
ing for him in the old fence-corner.
Then the yellow bird did as Fido
asked-she flew to the window where
they had once seen the little bow. and
| alightug upon the sill, she peercd into
the room. In another moment She
was back on the bush at Fido's side.
He l. asleep, said the yellow bird.
Asleep cried Fido.
Yes, said the yellow bird, "he is
fast asleep. ! think he must be dream
ing beautiful dream, for | could see a
| smile ON his face and his little hands
were folded on his bosom There
were flowers all about him, and but
for their sweet voices the chamber was
very still.
Come. let Us wake him, said Fido;
"let us all call TO him at once Then
perhaps ne will hear us and awaken
and perhaps he will come"
So they all called i'm chorus, Fido and
| the other honest friends They called
! ,oloud that the still air of that autumn
| morning was strangely startled, and the
/ old woodchuck in the pasture way off
! yOnder heard the echoes and won
dered.
4 Little hoy! Little boyt they called.
why are you sleeping Why are you
sleeping. little boy
/ Call on dear Voices but the little
! boy will never hear. The dimpled
/ hands that carcssed YOU are indeed
/ folded upon his breast; the lips that
/ kissed your honest faces are sealed: tho
baby voice that sang your playtime
songs with YOU is hushed. and all about
/ him Is the fragrance and beauty OF
I flowers. Call on. oh, honest frlendsl
| but me shall never hear your calling;
/ for, a. 1t he were aweary Of the love
. and play and sunshine that were all be
/ knew Of earth, our darling is asleep
| forever - EUgeNr Fieid. ne Chtcuqo
| Mems
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