Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1893-06-15
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And so Baby jones becomes Willie
Jones, and with his little primer and
immaculate lie marches proudly to
school. Tbereupon the boys chris ten
his new shoes by splitting on them, and
they soil his white tie rolling him over
in the sand. And Willie Jones cries
and the teacher comforts him by tell.
ing him to sit on the platform and by
calling his tormeptors bad boys and
they grin and look ashamed.
But Father Time keeps his scythe a.
SWING, and 10 Billy Jones is in the
high school. Billy the KID he is called
now and he nearly breaks his mother S
heart one day because she sees him
smoking a cigarette an evidently
enjoying it. Billy Jones is also inclined
to partaka OF the fruit Of his neighbor's
pear tree, said fruit being obtained after
dark
Will Jones is a different boy a few
years after his graduation from the
hugh school, Life has become ques-
ton of necktles and fits on clothes. He
ushcls strangers into seats at the church
r. ,,,l R,ncc1 u, III
lie leads the German, and one day Dea.
con Potts is panied to see him coming
out Of bucket shop. where he has ia
ken flyer on wheat.
William Jones, aged forty, is the
cashier Of the Hightop National bank.
Mr.. Jones is known as one of our best
an d brainest business IN n. Mrs.
Jones speaks Of him as Mr. Jones or
William, and Deacon Potts takes his
advice on the investment of few
hundred dollars he has laid by. They
talk Of running him for the legislature,
ana the Evening Squash has doomed
him for mayor. The little ones call
him Papa and run to meet him al
night when he comes home.
You know old Bill Jones? lie was
telling me the other day how he used to
play ball where the postcflice now
stands. He's a jolly old fellow, | tell
you. Told about helping to pitch a
teacher out of the window when he was
boy, about forty or fifty years ago.
Bill is a jolly old boy. Kept the
company in IL roar at his daughters
wedding with his stories. They say
Bill has laid by quite Il little pile in
his day. Smooth old boy is Bill. He
has accumulated quite stock of exper
fence, at any rate, and is always ready
with u word Of counsel, if you ask his
advice.
Seyenty-fi five years old to day is odd
Billy Jones, as his younger friends
love to call him. There is no term of
reproach in familiarity unless it is used
b. the thoughtless or inconsiderate
HIS old friend have dropped by the
waysde one by one, and old Bill Jones
is the last leaf on the tree. 1t is well
rlpened by time and frost, and the first
breath of winter will detach him gently,
and he will fall to his parent earth IN
sweet peace. Old Bill Jones ! lie has
doue his work we'll and he is ready to
90. He wonders If he will meet the old
boys again and talk over the old days.
His mind is much on his youth. lie
loves to recall old associations. The
old voices are IN his ears. He smiles
as he sees the children play.
Hello, colonel whose grave is this
You are fIlng?
William Jones, sir,
what. Old Billy Jones? Well. well.
So hehas gone. But he lived to ma old
age. Let's see. seventy eight years,
three months the stone says, don't it ?
That's doing pretty well in these times.
Jones was good old fellow, though. !
remember hearing my father tell how
Jones let him have $4,000 once to tide
him over a crisis and he never took Il
bit of security. He AMI father were
great friends once. How long ago:
Oh, that must have been twenty OF
twenty. five years back. Fathers been
dead eighteen years. Well, good luck
to him wherever he is. Good day.
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