The daily morning journal and courier., 1905-04-14

| differed from his fellow playnates in I so much that he had an artists soul in l his slender, almost emaciated body l that poor little body that was surely starved almost beyond endurance at l times. But what did Tim care for the mere gnaWing pain in his stomach when he could creep up to the windows | of one of the city's grandest stores and l feast his soul upon this rare painting, i which showed him sweet stretches of country road basking in simmer sun shine; trees whose feathery green foli- age dropped close over peaceful streams 1 that touched moss covered banks! How he longed with all tis heart to be out. in that broad meadow, gathering l those golden daisies! As he gazed he forgot the cold winter wind that sought l out his bare flesh so cruelty.
 This jeweler's shop was not only dis playing priceless gems, but rare paint ings and etchings, hrlc-a-brac and stat uary worth fortune many times over. As it was but a few deys before Christ mas, the. hours of business. extended far into the evening, but still trade did not | languish. ct -t~ 4s si'E.
 | When Tim could tear his eyes for a I brief second from his beloved green fields and warm sunshine his gaze swept over beautifully gowned women and men of the world. Then he would l feel the cold wind so keenly and a sob and shiver would creep over him until his glance fell once more on the golden daisies, and a smile would light up his pinched little face %s<srs
 Perhaps some one obscured his idol for a moment; perhaps his eyes were attracted for a second to the dazzling array of gems which an obliging clerk was untiringIy placing before a tall man in evening dress; perhaps as tray l after tray was lifted out from the glass case Tim became mesmerized, but, try as he would, he could not bring his eyes back to his painting.
 It was getting colder and colder and Tim shivered and crept closer, but no one saw him. His eyes had become fastened upon this handsome man, this customer whose taste was so exacting bhat the clerk was growing weary of ever pleasing him. Finally the clerk turned, unlocked another case and brought forth a fresh display. How the gems dazzled poor Tim's eyes-his i breath came in gasps, his little body was tense and rigid. The cold was as nothing to him now; for had he not seen one of the largest, most dazzling of the diamonds, quietly and without haste, transferred to the inside of the glove worn by this dark, handsome man-this well dressed gentleman, with the bearing Of a prince, while the sales, man was unlocking the case? They stood so near Tim that he could, by stretching forth his hand rave touched them had there been no glass between. And now, Tiff saw the clerk putting away the cases, evidently worn out by his fruitless efforts to please his custo- rner. Saw this same customer draw on his other glove leisurely enough, chat ting pleasantly, and finally smiling a good night upon the tired salesman.
 No one saw how 1t all happened how Tim, a slip of a lad with a body worn and famished, seizad the man as he came out, held him until assistance came; how with a strong oath this seeming gentleman, this man of means, turned on him |; how the gleam of a dagger dazzled his eyes more than all those diamonds. the warm gush of blood that covered him and the fright ened cries of those beautifully gowned ladies.
 They carried him with gentle arms into the warmth and brilliance of the shop-a gentleman with such kind face was bending over him, asking if he were in pain. 'No--no pain" Tim
 told them, but his glance restlessly searched the walls in quest of some thing, and those who watched him with tender, moist eyes saw hls anxious gaze l pass from picture to picture, and then a soft, satisfied smile :crept, over his little swhite face and he raised himself as his eyes at last hungrily rested on the sweet stretch of country road; the trees, the green foliage and the peace full stream: A sob shook his body, and with smile that transhgured him his straved, frozen little soul went out into the warm sunshine to gather the golden daisies forevernore- Philadelphia Rec ] ord. @=s.y..sssas A-9.'-'. --..