The Olneyville tribune. (Providence, R.I.) 1893-189?, 1893-10-28

So he sat down opposite the boy and
watched him. Sweet" wondered
how IL would seem 10 be travelling
alone in a strange country where you
couldn't speak word OF the language,
aloue and sick. There was a sympa-
thetic tone 10 Sweets" nature,
something most boys possess but few
like TO show, and there was mist
before his eyes as he looked at the
lad
"We'll take care Of him." the bag
gageman said 10 the conductor as he
came through with his bunch Of jing-
ling checks I'm have one OF the
drivers take him out To the Gen.
eral."
When the train was in carriage
driver came into the car and carried
the boy out "rll go with him."
Sweet" said to the conductor.
Better not; he may have some
thing catching" But Sweet" got
up on the box beside the driver. II
guess you'd better not take him TO
the hospital; drive around TO our
house." Sweet" said, and the driver,
with the remark that he'd rather
'drive down to Miami street than
away up TO High" followed Sweets"
order.
Hes a poor sick boy, mother, and
] couldn't let them take him TO the
hospital" that was Sweets" excuse
for bringing home sick stranger,
and the mother, who was just such
] W.
Sweets" mother TO be, looked at her
boy and said, "You did quite right,
Sweet"
SUNSHINE AFTER STORM.
And so little Ten lay and tossed
! for many days on Sweets" bed in the
little home on Miami street Then
when the fever was spent it was a
long time before he was strong enough
| to speak When he was able TO talk
Sweet" found a Swede on the dock
! TO act as interpreter The boy re-
membered only that his uncle's name
was Jan Ireson and he lived in Min
neapolis Sweet wrote letter and
addressed IL that way. He received
no answer, but one day about week
later big bearded man walked into
the little house on Miami street and
asked for his nephew. Ten was sit
ting up then, but poor Sweet was
tossing with the fever and trying to
tell his mother about the little sick
boy.
"Poor little chap" he kept saying
over and over Hes alone" Jan
Ireson recognized in moment the
spirit OF the boy, saw what he had
done for stranger, and he said to
the mother on leaving, Write me
how he gets on; / shall be this way
again soon"
1t was long time before Sweet"
opened conscious eyes TO the world
again. 1t was weeks before he could
sit up; the doctor said it would be
months before he could go back TO
the train. One or two Of the train
men came TO see him, and the tears
would come to Sweets" eyes when
they spoke OF the new boy and how
we'll he was getting on.
But the sunshine came when Jan
Ireson returned, as ne said he would.
You would never know to look at the
great rough-looking man that he was
one Of the great men OF that little
giant, the great Northwest; that he
controlled forests, and mills, and
mines, and ship building, and grain
interests
And he did not leave the city until
he completed all arrangements for
the opening Of a news store in most
desirable location, store that was
TO be stocked with the very best Of
everything the moment Sweet" was
able TO attend to il.
'And won't you wear your pretty
uniform again?" the little sister
queried. with q disconsolate look on
her baby face and something very
like tears in her baby eyes.
/ Sweet held her cheek against his
thin one as he anwserei with aquiver
in his voice, "Never mind, pretty, III
join the National guard. Inter
Ocean.