The Lake County times. [volume] (Hammond, Ind.) 1906-1933, 1907-06-24

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Certainly. Everybody is welcome.
II you go in by that side door there. /
you'll find an old man who has moth
ing TO do but take visitors TO the chief
departments. Bless your heart, we
lose half our boarders that way. PEG
pie come here. ~te the excellenceS OF
the training we give and offer situa-
tons to boys who are old enough"
The man appeared 10 be surprised by
the commissionnaire'S afTability. He
did not know that civillty and kind
ness were essential there if ANY en-
ployee would retain an excellent post.
He passed OH, measuring the tessal-
lated court with q backward sweep of
the eye. In the sunlit street beyond
the arch stood the policeman. The Wis
itor grinned again. an unamiable and
sulky grin. and vanished.
The policeman crossed over.
What is that chap after?" he IN
quired
Nothing special" was the answer
Last time he was here tie place was
a news, he said"
Unless I am greatly mistaken. he
has ticket in his pocket"
You don't say! Do you know him?'
mo. I'll look him up in the album
In the station when l go off duty"
well, he can't do any harm here.
O'Brien takes visitors over a regular
round, and, in any case. the man seem
ed to be honest enough in his curl
osity"
You never can tell. They're up to
all sorts Of lodges"
Thanks very much. I'll ring for
O'Brien's relief and tell him TO keep an
eye on them, as the old man is blind as
bat"
Meanwhile the stranger was being
conducted up a vide staircase by n
somewhat lettering guide, who wore
on the breast of his uniform the Cri-
mean and Indian mutiny medals.
AS he hobbled in front he told, with
strong Irish brogue. the familiar sto-
~ of the Mary Arson Hometown it
fed, lodged and clothed 600 boys Of
British parentage born in the White
chapel district; how it taught them
trades and followed their careers with
fostering care; how it never refused q
meal or warm sleeping place to any
boy, no matter where he came from or
what his nationality, provided he salts
fed the superintendent that he was
really destitute or needed his small
capital for trading purposes next day.
The great central hall where the 600
regular inmates ate their meals, the
dormitories, the Fairgrounds, the drill
| shed and gymnasium, the workshops
the library, the theater, were all point
! ed out, but the big man with the star
! ing eyes was not interested one jot in
any Of these things.
"Who was Mary AnsonT he asked.
when the well worn tale was ended.
"and how did she come to build such q
fine place hereY'
"Ah, We may well ak that" said old
! O'Brien. "Sure, she didn't build it at
all at all. She was poor wildly livin'
alone-st wild one son, Mr.. Philip that is
now. She was n born lady, but she
KEN down In the worruld and died, for
lorn an forgotten, in a little shanty III
! Johnson's News, as it was called IN
those days"
81 remember it we'll"
''Ye do, ell? Mebbe We know my ould
shop, the marine store near the en-
trance to the COURT"
Yes"
"Arrah, We don't tell me so. Me eyes
are gettin' wake. an l can't make out
ger face. What's yer name"
"Oh, I'm afraid we didn't know one
another l can't recall your name,
though recollect the shop well enough
But, if Mrs. Arson died so poor, how
was her son able to set this great house
on its legs? 1t must have cost d mint
Of money"
''Faix, ye're right. Quarter Of mil
lion wint afore there was boy under
its roof. And they say it costs $4,000
year to keep it goin'. But Mr.. Philip
would find that and more to delight the
soul Of the mother that's dead. Sure
it's aisy for him, in a way. Isn't be
the Diamond Kingw
THE Diamond King! Why is he call
ed that?"
Dye name to say you nivver- Mar
+ alive, what part of creation did We live
in that We didn't hear tell Of Mr.. PHILIP
Arson. the boy who discovered an ex
. ira spishul diamond mine of his own
no one knows where? Sure, now
what's wrong wild ye?"
I For the visitor was softly usint
words which to O'Brien's dull ear
. sounded very like a string OF curses.
I'm sorry" growled the other witt
an effort. I've been to Africa, an
r get such a spasm now an then in N,
f liver that l can hardly stand"
. That's no way to cure yourself
\ profanin' the name Of the Almighty,
cried O'Brien.
e mo. I'm sorry, 1 tell you. Blu
r about this boy
f There's no more to see now, If Y
r place. That's the way OUT
q O'Brien was deeply offended by tn
!, language used beneath a roof haIlowe