The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1895-01-02
SOMERSET, PA, WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 2 1896.
crowd stood waiting spellbound.

crowd stood waiting spellbound.
In much less time than it takes TO de-
scribe the episode it was over, and what
might have been q tragedy had proved
only bit Of melodrama after all, yet as
Roger jumped up and pulled the old
man ON to his feet applause and cheers
louder than any that had greeted him
on the football field rang in his ears.
Abashed and quite overwhelmed by
such an ovation, Roger made haste 10
elbow his way through the crowd, and
i'll so doing nearly overthrow his own
brother Fred, who happened 10 be stand
ing directly IN his path.
For heaven's sake, vas that you,
Roger be cried, confronting him III
astonishmcnt.
''Do let me get out of this, 3" his broth
err responded impatiently "They need
not make such fuss because knocked
tho old duiTer over" and he bolted III
the direction Of the gymnasium.
Saturday nights generally brought the
scattered members Of the Bartlett fam
lily together, as the colleSisns always
made q point Of coming home TO spend
Sunday under tie parental roof tree.
On this particular Saturday evening
all woro assembled before Roger came
in. Fred was all asog to describe the
scene that he had witnessed, but he I'M
selfishly held his tongue. I'm not spoil
his story for him. bet will give him a
chance to do justice 10 II, +" be mentally
calculated as Eo watched his brother
swallowing his soup with unrufiled com-
posure.
But Roger said nothing upon the Vi
tai subject, and Fred looked at him with
increasing surprise as he judicially set
forth the respective merits Of the oppOs-
ing football team and called attention
to their most vulnerable points.
''I'll turn ia carly tonight, think. :"
ne yawned as he withdrew from the
dining room. ''I put pretty solid work
into the last half Of that game, - and he
loisUrely woadcd his way Up stairs.
'I wish that Roger would put little
solid work into something else, his IA
thor volunteered as he disappeared from
the room.
At this, Fred, who had in times past
repeatedly scoffed at his brothers. ath-
letic procliyities. instantly fired up.
Father" he burst forth, you're
making big mistake about Roger.
He's got more gC1 1uine stuff in him than
all the Test Of Us put together, ard if
it's football that's done 1t the sooner
that we ali 20 in for the game the bet
ter, ;" and tcen be proceeded TO give
graphic accouut Of the afternoon : Czpe-
rinCe, which caused his father TO blow
his nose loudly and repeatedly, while
his eyes Glistered with happy pride,
and which sent his mother weeping in
search Of the sleepy athlete. who could
not understand what he had done that
was worth making such fuss about
4 few days later Mr. Bartlett received
a note from his old friend, Wilkinson
Sma!ley, which ran somewhat as fol-
lows:
DEkE BARTLETT hear that your Rcgcr j.
going IL for tie low, and il 50 ! want A,In.
When Ec gets through with Tie lly. school, y-u
can hard him over to re, for he's j--t tie
material that ] an On the lookout f-r. and
yoJ may y.cIl be fTo,tl OF iAlls. lie ac1-cl re
ont q a years. growth the ether afternoon ::
tho station, the yocng rascal, b-t IL sg5t; OF
that l wish you would ten hin II come
round and take dinner with me some night,
Tor / want II Talk - hiTa. Ui.h kind regards
TO Mrs.. Bartlett, believe ne ever your r.. I'D,
NTL-sISsoS SHsLLET.
When Roger came ho;ac the follow
ing SATURDAY, his father handed him tho
note, rCrlarkiEg, I'm afraid haven't
appreciated yoCr football, old man, but
I'm going 70 10 better III future, and.
by the way, Roger, I hear that you're
10 play III TIE game az Springfield next
weel- Is that so:'
Roger nodded.
very wei. then," Mr.. Bartlett con
tinucd, your mother alid would like
10 have yen get rs the best seats that
can be bouglt, for we've set our hearts
upon going Up 70 see you make the first
touchdown. 3" - Caroline Ticlnor in
Boston Transcript.