Arizona republican., 1899-01-10

mains of worn-out feather trimming betrayed the femi nn origin of the garment.
 "AIy ands is cold 1 ardlv think can old the ropes. remarked Joe, his teeth chattering. "Garn! Dyer want huff to em?'
 "1Il warm you youngster, if yer gives me any cheek! And as little All Right unfamiliar with the smooth that turneth away wrath his taller proceeding to put his threat the bell rang for their turn and both boys casting off their wraps, bounded lightly into the arena. Many and wonderful were the exercises they went through to the delight of the pebound audience especial y Sunday school class, every boy and there solving discard the lilies and languors of q rustic istence for the roses and raptures of circus life The outside had redoubed in violence; the leak ing on every de great brown patches of mud were ginning show through the thin layer of sawdust covering the ground.
 The Brothers Ariel were performing feas of equilibrium iron poe which the rain dripping through the had rendered slippery, when suddenly Joe missed his footing and would have fallen had not Lte All Right made desperate clutch at him. But Joes weight proved too much for his sghter conrade For awful moment the two boys hung suspended from the iron pole. Then "Ite All Rights gave way, and both lads fell to the ground with heavy tud amid the shreks of the hoTor-stricken spectators
 rush made toward the spot and when Joe raised it found that he had escaped with shaking But 'Little All Right who had fallen under meath his comrade lay unconscious the sawdust, great mouthfu of blood yelling up between his clenched teeth and ckng down his chin onto the vivid pink of his cot maillot
 On bed in the cottage hospita whither they had borne him roughly mprovised stretcher lay the dimnutve form of ittle All Right, his small pinched face showing ashen gray against the white pillow The doctor who had been attending him with sigh and
  had followed the mournfu little procession from the circus the hospital conversing in low with Mr. Singer whose utterances somewhat thick and ind tnct After the msap he had sought the nearest public house for consolation of which hot gin and had evil dently formed the predominatng element The doctor went up to the clergyman.
 EFYou go in there Brandreth he said "I can't do any thing for the poor little chap. He's quite now but there's internal hemorrhage going on and"- The doctor paused expressiyely.
 ''ls he dying?'
 The other shrugged his shoulders without answering The word death is be found in the medical vocab- ulary.
 The vicar stepped into the room looking at the dying boy who slowly uncosed his eyes, around which were great circles of dark blue
 You the passon2 Then I'm q gone coon, he said in d feeble voice.
 Why should you think that little man? came to ask If there IS anybody you wish to Tour brother per haps:"
 A grin ovcrspread Little All Rights eountenance
 >'D'yer Joe? LOT bless yer heart he aint my brother We ant pals! But he and does the same kind O business. and so we're brothers in the playb. { "Oh-- And is there nobody ese?"
 "Ihere was mammy but she died three years ago-got squeezed to death by the boerconsrctor sa jerking his thumb toward the door, through which the maudn tones of Mr. Singer could be distinctly heard 'dont him in! While nanny alive he didn't dare wallop me She was the Strong Woman, you know, and could Ior'!0 ' "Is your father dead, too?' asked the vicar
 "Never had one. said "Iitte All Right cheerfuly. You see, crbiss folks gets little mixed
 The young clergyman, who had led life sheltered any girls felt that he learning things concerning the inner workings of crse hitherto undreamed of in his philosophy.
 long pause in the conversation ensued which was sud dently interrupted by the patient.
 Say, passon, am dyin'?7 he asked abruptly
 Harry Brandreh, taken prepared with an answer, and looked away
 "Oh, yer needn't mind telin' me straight I ain't afeard Nanny said dyin didn't hurt much-least- ways not than the rheumatic . But '-the boy struggled shyy to get out his words-"As you're passon rlaps you wouldn't mind sayin prayer mean think in one, sayin' it loud'
 The vicar sank down his knees and for many minutes silence regned in the When he raised his head he that the dying boys features had undergone change His nostrils pnched his eyes hafgazed and through the boodles lips the breath coming in ftfu gass When he spoke again it in the far voice of those who have already started that dread journey which return. ....
 II cant see yer, passon: nearer Gimme yer hand It feels less lonesome know I've been orful bad boy but rhaps It Il wipe out somethn that died ryin save Joe-we wasn't pals, and him. but did try honest It's gettin very dark. Is that you mammy? I'm conln. Let go the ropes Joe All right,N
 And the vcar, he gently laid down the small brown hand thought that perhaps was.Alice L. Calander in Lcndon Star.
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