Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1891-10-01
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Poor little Fellow. They Almost Worried
Him TO Death.

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The man across the way recently rent
ed the upper part of his house to a fam
I lily from an outside district The head
of the family came to secure the rent
He was a tall. bony man. with sun
burned face and light. tawny chin
whiskers He looked very much like
a cross between a farmer and planning
mill He explained:
What | want is q peaceful naber-
hood: and the comforts of home | get
myself There's the ole woman. my
wife and our boy. James is but seven
years old. He amt strong. bein given
more TO study than to work; but he's
got head on him, can tell you. But
want a peaceful naberhood. and You
look like the man that kin just supply
the demand Wen be around on time
They moved in two weeks ago. On
the close of the third day the boy James
had succeeded in flooding the first floor
by leaving pipe running on the second.
and had pulled off all the tomatoes to
throw against the barn. The man across
the way mildly intimated to his new
tenant what James had done.
He didn't eat any of them green ter
matys. did he?" inquired the parent
Il don't suppose he did" was the re-
ply of the landlord. who was evidently
trying to see the releyance of the query.
And he didn't get his feet wet
hopey" was the next question.
II believe not. was the feeble reply
well. said the grateful father. ''let
us be thankful that it is no worse
James must be more keerful A single
green ternaty or pair of wet socks
might watt his little soul into eternity
before you'd know III reason with
James at once ! thank you, sir, for
your interest in James. And he went
into the house: while the man across the
way sat hastily down on the stoop and
smote his forehead
Before he had entirely recovered from
this affair James again became conspic-
uous. This time he stuck lath through
the glass of the front door,
The man across the way met the par
ent at the gate that evening. He mem
toned james exploit.
What. with his hand did he do itY'
gasped the agitated father. .Oh. no.
mol Not the little hand which have
held so often in mine Not the little
hand which has pulled these whiskers SO
many times in babyhood. Oil say it
was not with his hand he broke it"
The man across the way explained that
it was done with lath.
Heaven be praisedY calculated the
grateful father. Poor Jamesl He
amt strong: an weak folks are always
unfortunit, mostly. But I'm glad he
didn't hurt himself He amt strong
boy. but I'm in hopes with quiet and
pleasant surroundings he'll improve.
This is just the naberhood for James.
It's peaceful. and like peace; so does
James an the ole woman. And he
passed In to his tea, leaving the man
across the way with stony stare in his
eyes
The next day James turned on the
hose. and before be was discovered had
Frustrated twenty-five plants, broken
down a hanging basket, torn up the
flower bed and nearly blinded the little
girl from the next house. who was peer
ing through the fence at the perform
ance
The man across the way came home
to tea and saw the ruin which had been
effected, and he was nearly beside him.
self with rage. There was look of de-
termination ON his face when he en-
countered, an hour later, the peaceable
tenant coming up the yard
II tell you, sir" he began, 'this last
freak of your boy is altogether too
much, pointing to the devastation
"Why. how did James do that?" in
quired the father
He turned on the hose" explained
the man across the way between his
clinched teeth.
The face Of the tenant blossomed into
a genial smile
why, what an observing little fellow
he islr said he. i was saying this noon
to the ole woman that your plants ought
to be watered or they'd all dry up, an
he must have heard me an gone an done
it himself That's just like James He's
so thoughtful for one so youngl"
The man across the way grew black
enough IN the face to strangle.
81 tell you. sir, | won't stand this
again. he declared in voice quivering
with passion What that boy wants is
a SHINING from head TO foot. and if he
had the right KIND OF father he'd get
it before he was an hour older"
1t was painful to see the expression Of
grief and establishment which settled
upon the face Of the new tenant.
What" he gasped, "skin James, little
James. the sunshine of our home-a poor
little weakling. whose only fault is try
ing to do too muchl And you. man
forty years old an weighing hundred
an sixty pounds. dare say, get mad
with little boy like James? Look here.
you'll" he suddenly blurted. stretching his
stature TO the utmost. a come here for
peace; and III have peace. you betl If
you're opposed to peace, why didn't YOU