The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1896-12-25

Tommy" said Mr.. Williams, looking
at his son with fury in his eye, You
/! beat Ii Hung Chang himself for asking
questionsI'
He sighed deeply and looked at his
watch. 1t would be an hour yet before
Gertrude would return. I'm nearly tC
the end of Act III. I'll finish that and
then give it up, I guess" He found his
place, then glanced at Tommy.
Tommy was looking at the picture OF
Visiting Day at the Hospital
There's a boy in bed but his gowns
hangin' out" he said. Mr.. Williams
leaned over and looked at the picture
too.
He's little sick boy he explained
''That isn't his gown, Tommy. It's the
cover hanging down."
1T is?" then after pausing moment
What Govern"
why the cover on the bed
What bed?"
"The bed. This one the boy is lying
on"
What boy?''
''See here, young man. Now just dry
that up or I'll box your ears for you. u
Tommy's little lip began to culver
and instantly his father relented. He
FASTENED tc turn Tommy's mind from
the proposed boxing. Look at this
man, Tommy. l expect he is the boy S
papa"
who is?' said Tommy, looking down
through blue eyes that saw but dimly
at that instant
why, the man sitting here in the
chair"
What chair?"
Tommys papa took a very deep
breath and gazed helplessly around the
room. Then he said in strangely
quiet voice as he put his index finger
with mighty firmness on the picture,
THAT chairr' Right there by the bedp'
What bed?'
Tommys father seized one of the
chubby fingers and held it fiercely,
against the pictured bed. This bed
This bed Do you see it?''
20. papa, you hold my finger too
hard" and Tommy began to cry.
Mr. Williams set him with no gentle
hand upon his knee
Il want mamma to come" sobbed
Tommy
80 do l." said Mr.. Williams, and he
said it fervently.
Women had better stay at home and
take care of their children, instead of
trapsing around to political speeches -
This last observation was mental.
Papa, tell me a tory" said Tommy
through his tears.
Mr.. Williams cast longing look at
his book. 'All right. What story do
you want?'
Bout Old Boss and the little calfie.' -
Boss and the calfie it is, then, for
told the story with amazing rapidity
and vigor.
Now tell me bout two little girls
an the bees"
Il don't know that story
Yes you do, papa. Mamma knows
it,"
well then. once two little girls went
out in the yard and they"
No: they were in the garden"
"Well, they were in the garden, and
some bees came flying along"
mo, they didn'tr' shrieked Tommy,
that amt the wight tory"
well, Thomas, you'll just wait till
your mother comes home for the bee
story. I'm done with it." and Mr..
Williams put Tommy down and rose
and walked to the window. He hoped
General B. might be very hoarse to-
day or that a storm might come up, or
something to cut that speech. He heard
sob and turning saw a fair little
curly head bowed diSconSolately upon
a. chair. He went to the distressed
little figure and STOPPING down put q
loving arm about it. Don't cry, little
bcysie," he said with infinite tender
ness IN MS voice. COME anu SIT Oh
papa's lap and he will sing 'Dande-
nina.
Tommy's woe was instantly healed.
He raised his head and laughed aloud
through his tears.
Mamma amt here, an she can't
say, Don't sing that silly thing, can
she, papa?"
mo, mamma won't hear us this
time" So seating Tommy on his knee
and keeping time with boisterous
stamps, Mr.. Williams sang
"Dandemina clumb tree
And took a stick to boost her;
And there she sat a throwing corn
At an old bob-tailed rooster"
Tommy was in high glee and had
his father sing the song-which so far
as Mr.. Williams knew consisted of the
one verSe-Several times.
Now sing bout the old blind horse
fell in the well again, while mammals
gone, too
His father sang
1.-THE old blind horse he fell in the well
again,
Fell in the well again,
Fell in the well again;
The old blind horse he fell in the well
again,
Down in Alabam.''
But songs of this kind will, bv-and-
by, pail upon the most tender-hearted
parent in the world, and at the end of