The evening herald. [volume] (Shenandoah, Pa.) 1891-1966, 1892-01-05

piece comes ndruer Lnan luS predecessor
The bottom sticks are apparently cutting
into the flesh of his arm, and one at the
top is pressing most painfully against
his cheek He is sitting on his launches
in disagreeable position, the increasing
weight making his knee joints ache.
The dizzy pile is held in place only by
the severest effort of both brain and
muscle. The slightest false motion
would topple it to the ground. He real
ICES it. All the color in his body is in
his face and the cords thereof are drawn
to the utmost tension. His eyes glow
like a flame He can't find that last
stick Slowly the right hand circles
around, feeling carefully for it. His
eyes are bright, but they are ranged
over the load on his arm, and the very
nearest approach they can make to the
scene is the distant horizon. Still he
sl1irmishes about with the right hand.
A moisture is beginning to well up in
the bright orbs, making the horizon in
distinct The muscles nearest the mouth
are commencing to sacken, and the un-
der lip slightly trembles. 1t is notice
able that the right hand is losing its
caution and growing trihe impulsive.
Its circles are sharper and less in sym
metry He has gone over all the ground
in reach He bends apprehensively for
ward for more. territory. There is a
waver, then another, sudden plunge
for recovery and over goes the pile; and
boy with passion distorted face is
blindly kicking the inoffensive sticks.
Then the back door opens, and he sud
denly stops and glares at the wreck.
civilian Henryl" exclaims a shrill
voice, "are you going to be all night
bringing in that woodF'
$50 in the house| he mutters under
his breath
Whats that you say to me, young
man?"
81 said I'm coming quiclSs | could,
ne hastily but frankly explains. "Dc
you s'pose can help it cause the wood
tips over when get it piled up?'
"What do you try to carry SO much
for, thenr she properly asks. "You
bring along part of that wood, and GO
after the rest pretty quick, or I'll send
your father out to you, and the dool
slams again.
Does he take in part of it2 Never.
His heart may be wrung and the tears
flow like rain, but he win carry all that
wood in at once If it takes five years
1t was a mere caprice then, but it is
principle now. He goes over the same
performance again, and he repeats il
until he masters every stick, and rises,
reeling, to his feet. Then he stumblee
painfully up the path, his breath coming
quick and strong, his eyes bulging, and
his knees almost screaming out with the
ache they are enduring He can't see
the stoop and hardly anything of the
house but the roof He staggers up the
steps and kicks violently against the
door 1t is opened by his impatient and
! thoroughly disgusted mother; but the ex.
ertion has fatally disturbed the poise Of
the pile. One stick comes laundering tc
the floor, then another and another. lie
makes desperate effort to reach the
woodbox with the rest of the load, but
piece after piece comes crashing down.
arousing the whole family and nearly
driving his mother insane. He reaches
the box. He may not have one-half the
load on his arm, but he brought it all in
at once, thank Heavenl