The San Francisco call., 1906-03-25

because don't think can dostor myself
any longer. My hand hurts me a good
deal I want TO know II you wont nelp
me TO get into the county Farm.
He went further and explained that he
only wanted shelter during the incIemens
months. and that in summer he preferred
to be out, so that he might visit his
friends and enjoy his declining years.
Come right down here" said the old
gentleman. seizing him by the arm and
leading on toward the courthouse. where
the Judge governing such cases was then
sitting.
trial was holding when he arrived
there, but no matter. Down the aisle he
led his charge. calling an he came:
Your Honor. I want you to hear this
case"
Agape. the spectators paused to listen.
The Judge. an old and apprsctativs
friend. turned q grave and tender eye
upon this latest eccentrictty-
What 10 Il, Mr.. Whitef" he Inquired.
your Honor" hs returned In his most
earnest and eratorical manner Hthte
man here is an old and honorable ufcisen
OF this county. He has bean here nearly
all the days Of his life. and every day ot
that time he earned a honest AytuA
Mayhem" he interrupted himself % call
TO a spectator On one Of the bsnohsA you
know whether this man always sarned
an honest living. Speak mp. r&1 thA
court. did heT'
"Yes. Mr.. WHITE" said Mayhsw gnsektyI
she did"
The court intsrfsrsd
I'VE know, Mr.. Whits. that 10 b an
honest man. Now. what would ycu. have
as DOR"
differently following his own er8toSsea4
bent, ''this man has always earned 40
honest living until he injured bis hand
here IN soms way, and since then has ossn
cobbling for q living. However, he L. gee.
ting old now and he can't earn m much
as he used to. and 30 I brought him hsrs
to have him assigned Q place In the
county inhrmary. I want you to make QUE
an order admitting him 70 thar tnSt1tap
tion, 50 that can take Il and EQ there
with him and see that he - comfortably
placed"
"Aii right Mr. WHITE" replied the
Judge. surveying tho two figures in mid
aisle. "I will so order"
But your Honor he went on,
"theres an exception I want made In
this case. Mr.. Moore has few friends
that he likes to VISIT In the summen
and who like to have him visit them.
want him to have the privilege OF COM
ing out in the summer to see these peo-
pie. and TO see me-"
"AIl right, Mr. White" replied the
Judge. "he shall have that privilege"
Satisfied in these particulars. the
aged citizen led his charge away and
went with him to the infirmary. where
he explained the order Of the court and
then left him.
Everything went peacefully for a
number of years until finally Uncle
Bobby. growing rather feeble with age.
came to Mr.. White and asked his old
friend to promise him one thing.
What is it?'' said Mr. White
BY way OF reply he described an old
oak tree which grew in the yard OF a
Baptist church some miles from Dam
vile, and said:
i want you to promise that when 7
am dead you will see that am buried
under that tree"
The old fellow used great secrecy IN
that. wherever he happened to be when
he died. Mr. White would come and get
his body and carry it to the old oak.
The patriarch promised. and a few
years went by and then suddenly one
day he learned that Uncle Bobby was
dead
Where is his body?" he asked.
why. ahey buried 1T under the old
white oak" was the answer. "at Mount
Horeb Church"
What he exclaimed. who told
them TO bury him there2"
why, he did said the friend
The patriarch was too aStounded,
however, to think Of anything save his
lost privilege OF mercy
''The confounded villain" he sxclaira-
ed pathctically. He led me TO believe
that was the only one he told. I was TO
have looked after his burial alons."