The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1903-08-14
JAMES ALBRIGHT, A COMING MAN

There is the making of a man in lit
GIe James Albright, OF Point Comfort.
.James is but nine years old, but he is
possessed of the spunk and energy OF
the right kind. 1t is the kind that will
win out every time. Little Jimmie, as
he is more Familiarity known among his
young associates, is Il member of the
srclen1qm's force of carrier boys, and
sakes the papers every evening to the
subscribers in Point Comfort. Two days
ago, he, like all boys will, was playing
.steam engine with some tin tomato
cans. Two or three cans We're filled
partly with water. and he had generated
steam in them by placing 'them over a
fire. Ablow hole. or escape valve, in the
cans furnished the foundation for the
amusement in which all boys delight.
But while Jimmie was playing with his
steam engine apparatus, ons of the tin
cans blew up, and he was severely IN
iurcd about the legs. That evening the
little fellow limped into the Telegram
office at the regular time and received
his bundle of papers for the Point Com
fort subscribers. The next day the
wounds and hurts caused by the ex-
piosion of the miniature steam boiler
grew worse, and the flesh IN the little
fellows legs and thighs began to swell
and grow quite painful. When he tried
to dress the next morning, the flesh had
swollen to such an extent that he could
not pull his trousers on. When the time
came on for the little fellow 20 report
at his post of duty at the Telegram OF
flee. he became uneasy lest ne would be
unable to 20 after his papers at the
regular time. He knew that no other boy
knew his route well enough to take the
papers that evening. With an inuomita-
BILE determination, born of IN energetic
and ambitious devotion to duty, he pro
cured one of his sisters dresses and
donned it. Limping painfully into the
Office, the little boy, clad in "A girls red
dress, and his own little cap fitted tight,
" upon his head, made his report at the
press room just as the wheels of the
big cylinder press began to grind out the
evenings edition of the paper.
The appearance of the boy in girls
dress caused II ripple of laughter te
pass around the press room. Little Jim
mic didn't mind that, and, gritting hi
teeth and pulling his cap more tightly
down on MS Ilthd, NNdINtut WIZ E"NAN
compIaccncy, his turn to get his bundle
of papers as they We're being taken from
the hopper in the folding machine, yet
damp with the ink, and distributed e
the various boys.
There are nine regular boys who re
port for duty at the press room to get
their bundle of papers every evening
With thcm come always seven or eight
more, and when these boys caught sight.
of their little friend, clad in his strange
,,ar-b. so cute did he look, that they could
not suppress their laughter. The boys
had played with Jimmie every evening
while awaiting their turn for the papers
for DAYS. week and months. They nll
liked him, so when he came with MS
red dress. they all laughed Mt his quaint
and picturesque habiliaments in a spirit
Of friendly companionsi,ip. Yet the
laughter did NOT sound the same to jim
mic. 1t fell upon his ears with a harsh
unkind and sarcasticll sound. He limp
cd back to one of the folding tHlhles-
gritted his teeth harder and pulled his
cap down toward his eyes farther. He
braveiy tried his best, but some other
boy snickcred, and the little fellow, near
" henrtbrokcn because he thought the
boys were making fun of him, burst into
an uncomfortable flood of tears.
There wasn't a dry eye in the office
then. Even the careless, u~nthinkine
Youngsters stopped their talking. The
sight of the little fellow awakened the
higher sympathetic emotions in every
man in that Office. They went to the
little boy and consoled with him. They
wanted to send another boy on the route,
but Jimmie said he would take those
papers. He did.
There's a lesson in little Jimmie's nc.
tions to every boy in this city. That