Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1901-11-28


you reIIember-you to,d ~,
when YOU had repeated to him, EVA
verses about the swan. and vo,, ,o,,n,,
him shredding bits of panar ma ~
brook and saying softly 10 h;,,a,r
Floating down by he's self IA dio.o"
/ AND how wet his feet We're, That
puts me in mind of Tho d,, ha ,,
meme barefoot because he met a hoy
VINO iad no shoes and had given him
M ne looked like "a little angel with
NJ great pltiful eyes. his beautiful
smlle--oh my. oh my"
lie has always had those nitiful
eyes. that beautiful smile. He has AL
WAYS loved his fellow beings
Maybe. He did then. at any rate
mere was one winter school term
"heh the children took their dinners
WITH them Thought he looked
sfihuilhS. along toward spring. and |
round he had given all his dinner every
gay TO two little fellows who only had
a cracker, and he didn't even have their
cracker He'd give his luncheon to
any tramp. once when little Mayer
me huEchback, was to have a whip
ping for his misdeeds. John asked the
teacher TO let him take the whipping
instead. because it might be bad for
Mayer; and the teacher did. for he
said if Mayer had any good in him it
would hurt him worse than blows.
And IL did. That man was fool. Lit
lie Mayer, nearly cried himself into
commissions. And John went to see
him. and carried him his stereopticon.
And when Mayer got we'll he insisted
that the teacher should give him his
| 1, -.
On light
What barDarous days, 1t makes
my blood boil, Dear John. He was
more than hero. How he was al
ways helping people! Miss Burroughs
told me that one winter he chopped
| every stick of wood she burned be-
her doing it,.
Yes. in those days he would have
been sydney over again. If there had
been 4 dying soldier needing the water
| more. How came he to change so, OH
how came he
He never did change. He IS the
same John today. Don't You remember
VIII n he was in the academy how he
Went all winter without an overcoat
because his friend Jimmy Worth
hadn't any"
And he used to walk home sundays
with old Mrs. Binns on his arm. and
! all the other boys grimacing at him
He looked SO beautiful. 50 tall and fine.
| He never minded-Oh how the wind
does blow. It's furious gale. II makes
| me feel as if God had forsaken the
| world" she said. snuddering. "Oh it
does"
| "ForSakc his own world. Not till i
mother forsakes her son You're not
| forsaking John. are YOU. mother? You
know he always did what he thought
was right. Oh | never deserved
heaven should give me such hus-
band l loved him the first time l ever
| Jaw him
| so did l." said the other, with some
thing almost like a smile
lie was stopping pair of run
away horses. clinging to the brides
bringing them down. People said il
wa at the risk of his lfe-and. Oh. he
was 80 splendid. ana the thing -
| srlendi'i-
! 1T was no more than when he ran
| into the tenement-house that was on
fire and brought out the baby. just be
| fore the loof fell in. He was all
scorchel and blistered. And Mr..
Jones. who owned the building. offered
| him a sum Of money. aftevWard. and
III scorned to take it
! Likely that he'd take Miss MarCys
then. now The idea OF supposing such
n man as this could do wrong.
IL don't know. But do remem-
| Der he promised M once he'd never
! borrow Il dollar Of Il soul. ANA it
T,J,,'f W. nv
he was So unselfsh when he was only
| Year old If | was feeding him he
wouldn't take one spoonful till | had
taken the other
Its something to be thankful for, i
| seems to me. to have had such son as
that. to have brought such beautiful
soul into the world. As for me. if |
| nevc, see him again I'm thankful |
| ever laid eyes on him. And I'm going
to h1 thankful after the fashion OF
every one else And Betty has the
| tlrllcy all dressed for the oven-l Won
d..r what's the matter with TowSer-
| Towser thinks John made him ever
since John saved him from those
Great Danes. And Betty has the
chicken pie waiting to be heated up
and the cold ducks. and the cranberry
sauce, ana the SQudSii PirS CO.
con. Annie there1l neither or US
have the heart to touch them. But
don't see when
ooh. when you We're incoming AZ
the windows. or walking down IN the
| woodland. or sitting here looking into
the fire
II shouldn't have let you do y All
Annie" sand the mother in tehderer
voice. My heart. hear the Wina. IL
like a soul crying down the CHIMNEY
! soul in torment. It's enough !"
make one mad. The rains turning !"
snow. Oh. Where do you suppose
John can be-"
! As she spoke. Annie had sprung !"
bar feet. for there was a rat'ihs -
tna door-latch of the side entry. aiiooh-
or bark. a series of yelps. from i""ser'
! step. :, tramp a great cheers tN
c,,nation. an opening door why
bara he is," cried John himself hotoi.is
~, his arms to the two women \"h"
,,apc into them together
Ion John. where have you pt-h
| , ,.;oa with one voice.