Alma record. (Alma, Mich.) 1878-1928, 1891-12-18
is 1T TERMORRER?

too, an here's white shirt on me-"
There was frightened and bewil-
dered look in the heavy eyes Of the
boy who lay on cot in one OF the
wards OF the city hospital.
The surgeon and doctors standing
by exchanged glances and smiled at
the young hero. who had risked his
life to save tho darling child Of a
stranger
The great surgeon caught the hand
that was raised feebly to the bandaged
head, where the cruel iron shoe OF a
truck horse had cut great cash. and
the boy had lain there insensible al
most two weeks.
Where are the children, an my
papers? Help me out o. this, can't
you misterP Ere's yer World, 'Erald
Times, Tribune and Sum-" he shouted
family, while he struggled TO raise
himself to his feet TO go on his accus-
toned rounds.
Strong hands gently held him back,
while tender and soothing words were
spoken TO quiet the startled brain. and
give assurance that he would soon be
all right and as well as ever.
What's the matter anyway? This
is a hospital. amt it? What am /
here for? Children gone papers
gone! Mother said we must never
come to public charity"
1t is not public charity, you brave
little hero, said the surgeon, while
4 80. a..
was running over full with the tears it
held.
You must be very quiet so as to
get well fast You have pulled through
nobly. so far. We must not lose
ground now. 1t wouldn't do
1T is not only tomorrow, but there
have been almost two weeks of to-
morrows. so that you will be that
much nearer recovery. if you are still
but it is doing finely"
The surgeon beckoned with his fin
ger to stranger little in the back
ground. who came forward, and was
presented TO the boy with courteous
formality.
1t was his own little daughter that
the boy had saved from terrible
death by his heroic bravery, and he
had watched that little cot in the I'M
consciousness Of the young hero. long
ing to bear the pain, or ease the suf-
fering in some way.
His beautiful wife had been there
also, and had dropped her silent tears
on the swollen face, flushed with life
consuming fears, and had heard the
means and the pitiful cry for mother,
baby and Dick.
What do you intend to do when
you grow up?"
Just what l told the doctor an
surgeon | was goin' ter do Be farm
er, with horses cows sheep. pigs,
chickens an ducks. l was in the
country with mother, before father
died. He was an engineer in a print
in Office Mother was left with most
nothin', an had to sew herself to death,
an died"
There was a dropping OF the corners
OF the mouth, with the thought of the
early sorrow and bereavement which
was bitter sorrow that time had not
yet healed.
I'VE didn't trouble nobody. Dick
took care Of baby, an picked coal out
OF the ash barrels, while she played
around, when | was sellin' papers.
I've got $40 hid away towards buyin
the farm, If they amt stole it. while
they took the children. II most kills
me about them. and I'm dreadfully
worried about the money, while I've
had TO lay here. :"
"You must not be troubled. You
shall not be the loser, if il is gone;
but are you sure that you would rath-
er have the farm than anything else?"
"Nothin' can be surer! / live on
that thought, an thinkin' what | am
going to do for the children. Sis an
Dick talks Of it all the time, too"
What do you say, surgeon? Can
he bear good news?'
The more the better"
Well my hero OF fourteen years,
] will make you present of the farm.
and place the money aside for you, in
your name for that purpose. in case
anything should happen to me. The
surgeon and doctor are witnesses to
the agreement You can save money
to buy horses and stock. and il you fall
short of enough to buy farm tools, I
will make you a present OF them, also.
for saving the life OF my little daugh-
ter"
Il did not do it for pay. saw tn
baby would be killed, and / gave
spring for her. an tossed her aside
when / saw the horses was goin' ter
trample me ter death.
NO my boy, it is not pay. scorn
the word in connection with a deed so
brave and holy" said the man OF
wealth, almost as much excited as
was the boy OF few moments before.
but who now lay pale, limp and Ian
guild. as he thought that his honor
was at STAKE.
The capitalist had n present OF
Jersey COW, last spring, when he
moved TO his place in the country.