The Lehi banner. [volume] (Lehi, Utah) 1891-1917, 1898-03-22

ton with look OF mild ama@cment,
which gradually subsidized, as be re-
called some previous discoveries with
regard to the capacity of boys pockets
He iai seen just such an assortment
Ct efticles produced more than once
fro,a hc pockets of his younsss FRS at
home
1aa Joy was coEsigrcd to Z cell end
lett 20 his own rclcctioas, Itch were
certci.iy aorrowfnl, and perhaps were
pcr.c.t, for he sighed, as he lay down
to his l3nely rest, and turned his face
upon lis arm with something like q
sob.
II hc cried, as any weary, loraesick
boy might do in such s;tiatica. there
was no ono to behold his tears, or scoA
at such weakness in & hero who was
bent on going west" and after awhile
he put down his arm and composed him
self to sleep.
Perhaps, in dreams, he saw himself
achieving superhuman deeds of courage
and endurance on the warpath. armed
with his death-dealing 'pepper-box"
and flaming candle; anon, in dire cap
tivity, cutting himself loose from his
bonds with his keen-edged scissors, bor-
ing hole in Yale lock with his mighty
gimlet, or raising himself out of some
bottomless pit by the aid of his in
genious strap. Perhaps his dreams
were of this kind; perhaps they were of
home.
In the meantime the lieutenant was
making an examination of the boys
property, hoping to find some clew to
his history more reliable than his own
statements. He shook his head as he
looked at the cheap dog-eared novels,
murmuring:
That's what ails the boy--been read
ing stories of this sort till he has got
his head full of nonsense, and wants to
60 out west and kill Indians"
Pushing the novels aside, he took up
the little memorandum book and turned
over the leaves, which were scrubbed
here and there with names and dates
and bits of rhyme, written in a neat,
schoolboy's hand On the first page
he found the boys name and place of
residence-not the place he had named,
but village much nearer the city.
| 'GeOrge Ii. Burton,
EAST Greenwich"
"Ah!" said the lieutenant, smiling.
$50 that's where he comes from. Well,
my bloodthirsty little rover, hope we
shall have surprise for you in the
morning"
And, in preparation for this event, he
sent telegram to East Greenwich and a
telephone message to the chief of police.
In the morning. after George had
been provided with good breakfast, he
was talking with the lieutenant and the
officer who had brought him in, trying
to evade their questions and wondering
what they meant to do with him, when
he was astonshcd to hear an excited
voice, eXclairning:
where is he? Oh, please bring him
here, Mr.. Policeman"
And the next moment the chief OF
police entered, ushering in stout old
lady and thin lady, who was not old,
although she was not young.
They both had sweet, home like faces,
that could only go with kind and loving
hearts, and they both flew Mt George the
moment they caught sight of him and
began embracing him with as much de-
light as if he had been lost for ten years
instead of two days.
"Why, grandma! Why, Aunt Polly!''
gasped the boy, as soon as they gaze
him chance to speak. "How in the
world did you come here? Who told
you where l WASP"
"The policemen telegraphted to US
and we started right Oft as soon as we
heard that you was found. We hadn't
slept wink all night-not a soul in the
house; and your grandpa's gone to Dos
ton to look for YOU" said the old lady
with tears in her eyes. "Oh, George!
Georgiel How could you run away?'
"IIow could you do it, George?'
echoed Aunt Polly, reproachfully.
And George, whose lonely night in
the cell had given him a good oppor
tunity for reflection, evidently won
dered himself how he could have done
it. He faltered, repcntantly:
4 ~ don't know, Aunt Polly. IL
guess l didn't think. If you'll take me
home and not let grandpa whale me, III
never do il again"
Whether his grandfather "whaled'