Industrial freedom. [volume] (Edison, Wash.) 1898-1???, 1899-03-25
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Dear Children:

Dear Children:
We will have the last picture story
to-day, and next week we will have
letter from Dorothy Whitefoot again.
| must tell you that DOrothv's last
letter, written the next week after the
one that was last printed, was lost in
the mails and so it never reached our
big brother, the editor, and of course
1T couldn't be put in the paper
guess you all wondered why DorO-
thy was keeping quiet for so long, and
| began to wonder, too, why her last
letter didn't appear: Big brother
Burgess wrote me that some letters
had been lost, SO | knew DorOthv's
letter was among the lost ones. But
we don't want TO blame Uncle Sam,
dear old gentleman, do we? SO we
Just wont blame anybody and that
will be the incest way of all
But you may remember how excited
Dorothy was in that last printed let
tel, and she was so eager to write and
tell you all about what happened aft
erWards. Then when we thought
the next letter was safely on it's way
to be printed and wind the story up
nicely tor time, we began the series
OF picture stories, and SO we couldn't
get Dorothy to write it over again
for seven long weeks more. Now she
thinks that is 4 pretty long time for a
small cat to remember what she wrote
and write it over again, but she is go
ing to try next week, and tell YOU
how things went on with Polly and
jacinta and her.
PICTURE NO. VII.
1t is q beautiful day III summer. The
sun is shining and the grass and flow
ers are SO lovely that It is hard to
stay indoors. The birds, 100, seem to
be calling to the poor Wingless hum
an beings to come out where the blue
sky and the clouds can smile upon
them, even if they cannot fly high up
into the shining air, as the birds them
selves love to do
On this lovely dav two children
start off hand in hand for field they
know where they can play on thecOol
grass, orpick flowers all the afternoon
They look very sweet and happy as
they run along, smiling and chatting
to each other, of the many things that
little people find to chat about.
All at once as they are crossing Il
field, they feel the earth tremble and a
terrible roar fills the air. Half dazed,
they lool, up; the roar is repeated and
anad bull is seen galloping over the
ground toward them, with lowered
horns.
Frantic with terror they try to run;
alas, their little feet can never save
them from the furious creature rush
ing upon them.
But there IS help near: 4 man who
has a stout heart has seen their dan
ger, and never stopping for a moment
to think OF his own, he runs with all
his strength until he is between them
and the bull, and waiting until the
maddened animal is full upon him,
with almost super human strength he
grasps it by the horns and succeeds
in keeping it at bay until the children
are safe.
This sketch does not tell us whether
the brave man himself escaped unhurt;
but we feel that it really makes very
little difference whether he did or not.
If he did, his life would be sweeter and
better worth living than before; if he
did not, his noble deed would follow
and bless him wherever he went, for
he would have proven that he knew
in his heart what we are told is the
greatest love Of all: for Greater love
hath no man than this, that he Law
down his life for his friend"
SISTER HELEN.