The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-12-07
The aaiehita aay Eagle ghnrsaau 1oiug 1888
the driver waiting to convey his pas

oenger to the village.
The boys face was study. II
showed the keen regret he felt in leav-
ing mother, friends and home. There
was no bravado or assumed careless
ness in it. One felt that tears were al
most ready to start-probably would
when the excitement of separation was
over. But there was no weakness IN
the FACET expressed high purpose and
firm resolution 1t was hard for him
to go like this: but once started he
would never turn back-he would &C
complish what he set about, quietly
and determinedly. He was one of those
boys you trust instinctively, feeling
that good mothers influence is strong
within him.
1t seemed SO real. one could almost
fancy hearing the parting words: "God
bless you, my boy. Be true to your
self. and do not forget your home and
mother"
Uncle Henry regarded the picture for
some time in silence. 1t evidently APP
pealed to him strongly. for as he
looked his face took on retrospective
expression. The passing crowds were
unheeded The time, the place were
alike forgotten. The memory of the
White City-of forty years of toll and
hardship that came before-faded from
his memory like a dream when one
awakens- He forgot everything but a
little New Hampshire homestead and a
weeping mothers last farewell
Some one in passing brushed rudely
aroused from slumber; then turning to
his sister. asked:
Mighty purity pickchsr. amt it,
Alice?"
Eyes, It's; right purity"
ut minds me somehow of that day I
left home. Don't it you, Alice?"
"Yes, it does"
Must be bout forty years ago, amt
it?''
Forty year, come next May"
That chap there's just about my age
then. And you was the size of that
little girl, too. Queer, amt it? Alice.
that day comes back so clear see it all
mother tellin' me good-by. and father
bringin' the team round to the front
door, and you standin' there cryin'-au
SO plain!
''And member her last words, too
Henry. it breaks my heart to let you
so, but guess it's for the best know
you'll always be man, and not do
what you'd be ashamed to tell father
and me about, won't you. my boy?'
That was forty year ago, and all
that time that scene has stood out in
my mind just as plain as if had foty-
graf of it there. And this pickcher
minds me of it powerful. Somehow it
brings it all back, and for awhile
sorter forgot and ina gined l was leav.
in home agin'."
There were tears in Alice's eyes,
while sort of haze gathered on Uncle
Henry's old-fashione ed eyeglasses, and
he found it necessary to wipe them
with his handkerchief
''Sayl'' he exclaimed, as though
struck by sudden idea, II wonder
who made that chrome If knew the
man I'd offer i'm two dollars to make
me another Jest like it. Yes I would, -
he persisted, in answer to an incredu-
lous glance from his wife. ''I't high. I
reckon, the way pickchers sell now
days, but I'd be willin' to give it for
this. I'd like to have it in q nice black
walnut frame hung over the organ in
the parlor."
''It's kind of purity, but I don't see
nothing very wonderful about it," said
his wife.
didn't break no home-ties like I did.
Always lived close to your ma and pa
till they died But tell you / know
how it feels to leave good home and
the best mother in the world, and go
way off where the probability is you'll
never see 'em agin. know how a boy
feels about then. for I've been through
you was to take paintin' lessons you
could do such pickchers as that?"
81 reckon So" was the answer.
"WeII. I'll tell We what we'll do.
When we git back home, you may go
to that paintin' teacher and have 'er
learn you to paint. But if l was you /
wouldn't pay no great attention to
maxim sunfiowers and cat-tails If
was painter I'd make sonethin' like
that-somethin' common folks like me
can understand and appreciate.
wouldn't waste two seconds drawin'
long-legged storks and pcsies nobody
never sees CROWN. Maybe these are
all well enough, and tho reason can't
appreciate 'en is because 1 amt up on
such things But what do like is a
pickcher like this-somethin' you eau
look at and study. and feel the better
for doin' Walter Hall Jewett, in
Chicago Graphic.