The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1895-06-27

5WODDle DweakeQ ms lCclpeOe, ana the
next day all the boys were going to
have WAGE, and when ! said my
pwayers told the Lord | was glad
sWobbie had bweaked Ills 'locipede. l
was, but when I wanted to 20 to sleep
4 feeled bad here" and Betty placed
q tiny hand on her chest, and drew
long breath. But by and by, after
much as hour, guess, thinked how
naughty that was, and then ! telled
the Lord was sorwy Wobbie had
bwealsed his 'locipcde and would lend,
him mine part Of the time; and then
! feeled good, and | was asleep in q
min Ute"
|s- And what about Robbie?" asked
Mr.. Rogers,
F well" replied the child. II guess if
~ keep on loving him. he won't be
'innymunV much longer
II guess not, either" said Mr.
Rogers. giving his hand to help her
down from the seat as the cars slack
ened speed at NJ, and stopped at
the station. He led the child from Tx:
car, and gave her to her grandmothcr's
care.
d II hope she has not troubled YOU"
said the lady. looking fondly at the
child. ~
ION the contrary, madam, she has
done me world Of good said he, sim
cerely, as he raised his hat and, bidding
Betty gooa-by. stepped back into the
car
| Mr.. Rogers resumed his seat, and
1Col &c iva h,+ ho Il n
]; not see the ire es, nor the green fields.
ncl the peaceful river, with it's thou
Islands Of white water lilies like stars
in the midnight sky.
1 Had he told the Lord that he was
glad his ''innymunt" had broken his
ve!ocipedc. a2d could not join in the
4 race for wealth and position? When
he came to put the question straight TO
his soul. it certainly dill look like it.
1t was of no use for him to say that
1 the notes were honestly due. He knew
that he could afford to wait fer the
money, and that if Robert French was
forced to pay them at once, he would
probably be ruined; and he heard the
sweet voice of the child saying: "Love
your 'innymunts,' and he said in his
!. heart. using the old familiar name of
his boyhood days: Lord, I'm sorry
Rob has broken his velocipede; Ill lend
him mine until he gets his men died."
Had the sun suddenly come out from
behind dark cloud? Mr.. Rogers
thought 50; but it had really been
shining it's brightest all the morning.
A boy came through the train with
| n -
NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
Here, boy!'' called Mr.. Rogers.
''Where did those come from9"
white Pond Lily cove" said the
boy, eying Mr.. Rogers with some per-
plexity. He had been train boy for
five yea RS, and never had known him to
buy anyt hing but the journal.
"What'll you take for that bunch?"
Fifty cents replied the boy,
promptly.
Mr.. Rogers handed him the half-dol-
lar, and took the fragrant lilies. "How
do You get into the cove now?' he
asked, as the boy pocketed the money
and was moving on.
2.'Git out'n' shove her over the bar, :"
replied the boy as he went on.
Mr.. Rogers looked down at the flow
ers with streaks of pink on the outer
petals, at the smooth, pinlzish-brown
stems and thought of the time, forty
years before, when he and Rob, two
barefooted urchins, had rowed across
White pond in leaky boat, and by
great exertion dragged and pushed it
over the bar, and been back home at
seven o'clock in the morning with such
load of lilies as had never been seen
in the village before Yes, he remem-
bered it; and Robs mother was frying
doughnuts when they got back, and
she had given them six apiece. Oh, she
knew what boys appe tites were! She
had been dead for thirty years, he
thought.
Just then the cars glided into the
station. Everybody rushed out of the
train, Mr.. Rogers fol lowing in a kind
of dream. He walked along until he
came to Sudbury street, and stopped at
place where he read: Robert
French, Manufacturer of Steam and
Gas Fittings"
He entered the building and, going
up one fight of stairs, opened a door
and entered a room fitted up as an Of
fee. A man sat at desk, anxiously
examining pile of papers He looked
up as Mr.. Rogers entered, stared at
him as if he could not believe his eyes,
and, without speaking, rose from his
chair and offered seat to his visitor.
Mr.. Rogers broke the silence. Rob-"
he said, holding out his hand, these
came from the cove where we used to
go, and-acd-I've come around to say
that if you want to renew those notes
that are due to-day, am ready to do
SO, and-and-"
But Mr.. French had sunk into his
chair, and, with his head buried in his
hands, was sob bling as if his heart
would break.
Mr.. Rogers awkwardly laid the lilies
on the desk and sat down. Don't,
Rob-" he said, at length.
&"You wouldn't wonder at it, Tom,"
was the reply, IF you knew what I
had endured for the past forty-eight
hours. can pay every penny, IT l
have time, but to pay them to-day