Montgomery County sentinel., 1889-02-15
Miseellamenns.
Reflect Disoredit on My Mother. I"

IL was an express train making up
lost time and when Mr.. Thompson, a
wealthy Philadelphia lawyer, attempted
to cross from the smoking-car to the
parlor, he lost his footing. and would
have been thrown entirely from the car,
had not a newsboy crossing the other
side seen him slip, and darted towards
him. Why they were not both killed
was ever after a wonder to Mr.. Thomp-
son. He himself was not hurt at all,
but the newsboy was. lie was carried
into the sleeping car, where bed was
made up for him at once by Mr.. Thomp-
sons orders, and doctor hunted up.
LEG brcken," said the doctor short
ly. "Think that's all tho trouble. Send
him to the hospital when we reach the
city, and he'll soon be all right"
Opening his eyes, the boy tried to
raise himself, as he said excitedly, II
must get up and hoist the Gag !"
"You can't get up, my boy" said
Mr.. Thompson kindly. Lie still until
we reach the city. and then I'll see that
you are taken care Of. :" -
"But, sir, | cant wait till then," be
said uneasily, as he fell back with d
groan II must hoist the flag. l might
die, you see, before could let mother
know it was oil right. If could gel
one of the men to help me, ! would moi
mind the pain
At first Mr.. Thompson thought the
boys mind was wandering. but his earn
estness seemed so natural that he asked
"Is it anything | can do or have done
for your"
"Perhaps one of the men would do
it. must get it done some way"
At this moment gray-haired colored
man, one Of tho train porters, stepped
forward and said "De flag done gone
up, Mars Jim. | done hist i'm my
ownse'f. Knowed you'd want i'm up
"Oh, Eban,' said the boy quickly (,
then speaking with of an effort, added i,
Il won't mind the pain now" But Mr..
Thompson saw him bite his lips as he
closed his eyes, and knew it was done to
keep back groan.
Here, Eban," said Mr.. Thompson,
handing him flask, "mix little water
with that whiskey, and we'll give it to
him"
mo" said the boy, opening his eyes,
II could not take it. Eban," looking
at the old man, "you know | couldn't
take it,"
"All right Mars Jim. / amt gwine
ter mix i'm"
'But, my boy" said Mr.. Thompson,
you must have something to give you
strength to bear the pain. It is only
for that wish you to have it"
III can bear the pain, sir. It's all
right" he said clenching his hands.
"You won't let them give It to me--if--
| don't know anything It's q promise
to my mother, SIR"
"Then I'll respect the promise, jim, y
was the reply. But | must warn you
that the pain will be very great when
you are moved"
There's One who will be with me to
help me bear it, you know, and Pm mol
afraid to trust myself to Him, sir.
Mr.. Thompson was not religious
man for, like many busy one, he never
seemed to find time TO think much on
tho subject, but there was something in
the way jim spoke, as though he took
it for granted he knew from experience
what il was To trust 10 Him, that made
him feel queer" Motioning to Ebar
to follow him, when jim was quiet once
more, he seated himself a little distance
off, but where he could still watch the
boy. "You seem to know something
about him. he said.
"Reck'n does, sir. He longs il
de family o my ole marster an missus
one O. de grandchillum, sir. Yer SCI
dey's mighty well to do till de wah COM
an TUX away all wot long ter 'cm. Dat
down en- Kyrliny Arter thet, on
thing'n other como till ole marster an
missus gone, an Miss Annie, dat's Mars
Jim's ma, she bleeged ter teach for
livin'. Den she done marry some on
from dis yere state, an come yer ter lib
Now be done gone, an she amt go
no'ers fer lib 'cep de house we jes' pas
side de road, erter / done hist de flag.
WHAT'S the flag for ?" asked Mr.
Thompson.
"Dunno, 'cept it's ter tell he ma h
all right. It's nllus up when we pas
de house so she kin see it, She sets
heap o store by Mars jim, kase 'c's d
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