The Anaconda standard. [volume] (Anaconda, Mont.) 1889-1970, 1889-10-02
ENOch'S lC~- AND GAIN.


From the Philadelphia Times
There had been two weeks Of kite-fiying
on the common out Vanderbilt way-twO
weeks OF intense delight to almost every
chick and child i'm West End-but still
little Enoch was unsatisflcd. He had
Tommy Roland had let him hold his string
once when his kite was up, but only for q
minute while he "h'isted' for another
boy, IAN twarn't like yer own. yer very
own," Enoch had said.
His hearts desire was to possess a kite
OF his own. He knew Tommy would
lift IL for him and he liked to contemplate
the Joy he would have in sitting ON his
big rock, holding his own string and feel
Enoch was fond Of the Common, any
how. II seemed TO him that il was his big
e nSTss' s wit sb g S Scsr. AMID AMID sel b;S b Ina . sJHwn
would 60. Il Inc bad one.
winship, the vegetable woman. Why he
lived there he never knew. He some
times Thought he remembered n beautiful
Commons-with flower. and pictures,
and some one. 80 beautiful, dressed all i'm
white, who used to como to his bedside
and kiss him, hut ID was q very vague
memory, and he seldom thought of IL,
ave when he was alone. He wa. alone
early morn he would Sit on his big gray
stone by the water-cress stream and poke
with his little crutch into the soft mud,
and i'm h evening, when the boys were
He had helped tyranny to gather the We
him ride with her in the little cart as far
es the Common. She gave him n large
10 Mrs. Thomas ON Broad street. and
Enoch had hardly taken his seat ON his
color boxes and stools cams by. going 70
make an early morn sketch.
They stopped and spoke to the little
boy. and one of them said:
"Yessum," said Enoch, ''and mighty
s nossin. a si.. f fop lunch - Is so@ sso; aa , dent eat
my little man." said i. one OF 81 the er artists. hia'''
Of the cress," said the other. "She is SO
fond TO, /, OF =: wonder some one doesn't
"wouid anybody buy it," inquired
"Oh yes" said the girls, and then they
showed him how to pick and wash it,.
Stewards, and, conceivinR u sudden pur-
pose, he picked and washed enough to mi
her what he had. and she very willingly
carried him with her to Mrs. Stewards.
He was very proud of the dime he got
Tor the basket OF sweet crosses, and Gram
"Wcii, as that's the first money you
ever made you can spend il as you please.
"No, il Won't, granny. you'll scc,' said
Euoch.
and at the little store ON West End ave-
nue. before the door was open. Ii was ~
dirty, dusty little shop enough, but il was
perfectly gorgeous i'm Enoch's eyes, be-
cause behind the fy-specked glass i'm the
little show window he had seen rows and
rows of kites, green and blue and yellow
md rp1-evs,ry color md sl:lu<s and form I:
kites with tails and kites without.
Presently. AS Enoch was beginning to-
away, the man came out himself and took
down the shutters. II wants err kite, mis-
ter" said Enoch, hobbling into the store:
81 want the blue one with white wings"
Enoch waited a~nxiously till Tommy Bo-
land came toy the common on his return
from the market. He felt that he could
not wait till tine afternoon. when the other
boys would he out.
Tommy was glad enough tn ''h'ist" the
properly adjusted and the beautiful paper
sails were swelling nicely in the breeze,
Enoch took the string and sat down to en-
rem pass by OH their way to school and
almost forget to envy them their ability to
lines OF his kite against the blue above.
but ''Shc's all right" he said; 'shc's cr
pull i'm stiddy an she's mine. my very own.'
should disturb his kite, but il seemed to
him he was following H. and that IL was
leading him away-up above the Nauuer-
bilt .horns,'' above the new West End
church spirc even-up TO a place where
there were birds and flowers and pictures,
and music, and,
s.Mebbe," he said To himself. ..mebt,c
the beautiful lady will ON an kiss me
like she did SO many. many. years ago, be-
fore i knew granny or anything"
Suddenly he felt n jerk, a snap-the stiff
string hung loose and limp i'm his hand.
"Lordy, she's broke loose cried the
poor little boy.
We got up and followed on beneath the
kite as il huttered and twisted i'm the
breeze, floating over across the common.
40, the telegraph poles" he
but the kite was too high and escaped the
swiftly down the avenue just then and
Enoch had To wait for il TO pass.
20, it's er goin' ia there J" he exclaimed,
a. the kite lodged in a. lilac bush TINT
grew i'm the beautiful yard surrounding a
grand old home, before which Enoch had
often stopped to see the beautiful flowers
and to catch q glimpse OF the sweet.
white-haired old lady who would some.
times give him little punches of roses and
lilacs and pinks-"posies" she called
them. She came down the steps leaning
on her gold-headed cane, just as Enoci
got 10 the gate.
"Please. man, he said. "may l conn
I'm an get my kite 2"
ITO be sure, my little man.. How is l
you are out SO early with your kite ?" SAID
the Lady.
al never had err kite BEFORE
the little fellow simply.