The Topeka state journal., 1906-06-23

really noble little chap of
seven years, a lad with un-
usually attractive ways, is
we'll versed in the teachings
of his mothers faith. They visit To-
peka frequently, stopping at a hotel
and the boy has a coterie of friends
among the "Erown-ups" living at the
place. who actually idolize him.
One Of these friends of his, young
widow, is the victim of sick headaches
and was suffering with one on a recent
visit of the boy and his mother TO town.
The boy heard she was III and called
on her In her room, where she lay IN
bed feeling as though she would be
satisfied to die If she could only get
relief.
He expressed his sympathy and be-
gan to rub her fevered brow, and af-
ter a few minutes, said.
Now, Mrs. White, you really
haven't got a headache. You only
think you have Doesn't It feel better
now ?"
NO. it does not. Harold" she re
piled.
you? ?" queried the boy.
mo, I have not" she answered,
rather sharp and peevishly.
Then I'll pray to him and ask him
20 help you said the lad.
Straightway ne went to a window
seat, kneeled down beside it, clasped
his hands in front Of his face and
prayed silently for ten minutes. At
the end OF that time he returned to
her side and asked:
isn't your headache better now ~
mot the least bit, dear" was the re
ply, and with tride disappointed air
the youngster said. Il guess did not
pray enough" and again he went to
the window seat and passed easily If
teen more minutes in prayer. When
he concluded he asked again If the
headache had not disapp pearsd, and re-
ceived a negative reply.
A look of wonderment as we'll as
disnay crossed his face, but in an in
slant he frightened up and said:
You know, Mrs. White, that God
has lots of other people besides you to
attend to, and maybe he has not had
time to look after your headache yet.
but am sure ne viii soon" and Civ
ing her a kiss the lad tiptoed out Of
the room
It is question as to whether the
Joke Is on Clarence Eddy, of New York,
the noted organist, or on George W.
Hart of Topeka who is equally noted
as telegraph operator. Perhaps it
was no joke at all, but a mere ex-
change Of persif1age, which geniuses
are wont to indulge in when they meet.
At any rate the Joke, or whatever 1t
may be, is worth telling about.
Mr. Eddy was in Topeka recently
to attend a wedding, and while here
he happened to stumble on Mr.. Hart,
when the latter was working a type
writer in record time transcribing the
report of the Associated Press. Be
fore long a bird or something else got
on the wire and Mr.. Hart had a few
moments leisure. Mr.. Eddy intro
duced himself and you may be sure
that Mr.. Hart was glad to make his
acquaintance and effused in a really
classic way over the enjoyment he had
experienced in hearing Mr. Eddy per-
form on the pipe organ in the Audi
torium- Parenthetically, it may be
stated that it is doubtful if Hart was
present when Eddy presided at the
organ at its dedication. Be that as
1t may Hart could do no less.
He was just finishing his eulogy
when the wire began working again
and he had to return to his typewriter.
He wrote along on the machine at a
rapid rate for 4 few minutes when
there was another lull. Mr.. Eddy
watched him with a keen eye while
he was al work and when the IulI came
and he had a chance to speak he said
'h1r. Hart. your technique is simply
wonderful" Now Hart's friends think
Mr.. Eddy was Joking with him. but
Hart does not. He has the reputation
Of being one Of the best telegrap ph