Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1893-12-20

together, but was it useless task.
So he sat down opposite the boy and
watched him. Sweet" wondered
how it would seem to he travelling
alone In a strange country where you
couldn't speak word of the language,
alone and sick. There was a sympa.
thetic tone to Sweets" nature,
something most boys possess but few
like to show, and there was a mist
before his eyes as he looked at the
lad.
"We'll take care of him." the bag
gageman said to the conductor as he
came through with his bunch Of ling
ling checks I'm have one of the
drivers take him out to the Gen.
eral."
When the train was in a carriage
driver came into the car and carried
the boy out ''I'll go with him."
''Sweet" said to the conductor.
Better not; he may have some.
thing catching" But 'Swcet" 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'o rather
'drive down to Miami street than
away up to High" followed Sweets"
order.
''fIe's poor sick boy, mother, and
l couldn't let them take him to the
hospital" that was 'Sweet's" excuse
Tor bringing home sick stranger,
and the mother. who was just such a
woman 'as you would suppose
Sweets" mother to be, looked at her
boy and said, "You did quite right. 4
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 Swede on the dock
to act as interpreter. The boy re-
only that his uncles name
was Jan 1resOn and he lived in Min
neapolis ''Sweet" wrote a letter and
addressed it 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 irving to
tell his mother about the little sick !
boy.
Poor little chap" he kept saying
H. ~ -
lreson recognized in a moment the
spirit of the boy, saw what he had
lone for a stranger, and he said to
The mother on leaving, write me
low he gets on; l shall be this way
lgain soon"
1t was long time before ''Sweet"
opened conscious eyes to the world
gain. 1t was weeks before he could
1T up; the doctor said it would be
months before he could 90 back to
he train. One or two of the train
men came to see him, and the tears
would come to Sweets" eyes when
hey spoke Of the new boy and how
veil he was getting on.
But the sunshine came when Jan
reson returned, as ne SAID he would.
You would never know to look at the
'reat rough-lOoking man that he was
me OF the great men of that little
liant the great Northwest; that he
ontrolled forests and mills, and
zines, and ship building, and grain
interests
And he did not leave the city until
q completed all arrangements for
he opening Of news store in most
esirable location, a store that was
o be stocked with the very best of
the moment 'Sweet" was
BILE to attend to it.
"And won't you wear your pretty
inform again." the little sister
ueried. with disconsolate look on
er baby face and something very
Ike tears in her baby eyes.
''Sweet" held her cheek against his
hin one as he anwsere1 with a culver
his voice, "Never mind, pretty, I'll
Din the National guard. Inter.
ocean.