The Newtown bee., 1907-04-26
ened his speed till he was safe in his house b ehind bolted doors


 house b ehind bolted doors.
 Among the steerage passengers on the ocean steamship, Caledon1an, as she entered New York harbor, one brfght-eyed Italian boy of seven sum- mers. He was put aboard the ship at Naples by an old friend of his parents, both of whom had died quite suddenly a few months before. After the mea- gre funeral expenses had been paid, to the little boy and in accordance with the wish of his father this was used to pay his steerage passage to America and his railroad fare to the little town of Lime in New York state, where his uncle lived, who would care for him till he grew to manhood. This was his only living relation and Antonio del Farino was lonely boy as the great steamship touched at the immigrant station, and he with the rteen-hundred other foreigners were put ashore. He had made many friends among the com panions, and one elderly countryman offered to look after him and put him on the train for hls new home. With in three hours then of first touching upon American soil, he was speeding in an immigrant car out of the great He tried to imagine what his new home would be like, and what kind of a looking man his uncle was, for he had never seen him. It seemed an in terminable journey, longer even than the trip on the ocean. and it seemed to him that he passed through more towns and cities than were contained in the whole of Italy. At last he heard the conductor call
 the name Lime as the next stopping place, although Antonio could speak T 3rI, icI n~f hoo and thumped hard as he thought of soon standing face to face with his uncle who would probably be at the station. The train whistled and soon stopped at a tiny station surrounded by half dozen houses and store. lie stepped out on the platform, throw. ing down before him the bundle con- | tain1ng all his worldly possessions. He 1 looked around with an almost scared | look, scanning with eager search the l four or five men who were lounging about the platform. He found no re- sponse from them however, and finally | made bold to step up to one of them and say Francisco del Vecch1O," hop | ing they might know his uncle and understand that he was looking fol
 him. Only blank stare and shaking
 of head was the reply. Disappointed
 he turned next to the station agent and uttered the same name. Here l again he met with failure, for the sta l tion master was new in his office, anC never knew any one by this name
 Francisco now was ready to cry, foI his loneliness crept on him like 8 great monster. The station agent 1 pointed to the store over yonder, and
 motioned for him to go over there He obeyed, and before the kind heart
 ed store keeper repeated his uncle's name for the third time. This time
 he received sympathetic response as
 the store keeper nodded his head ano tried to tell him about his uncle
 This however was impossible, for the more he tried to explain, the more confused Antonio became. Finally
 MT Lawrence, the store keeper, hi upon happy solution. He knew al
 Italian in town who was quite fluen1 also in English. He sent his Iittl,
 boy for him to come quickly, and soor
 Antonio was explaining his lonely condition, and the store keeper ex
 blaming the still sadder fate, that hi,
 uncle had sickened and died only
 week ago. This was too much for tn.
 little lad. His long awaited joy wa! | turned into black disappointment. Ht
 was alone in the world without pen
 ny and unable to speak to the peopl,
 among whom he had been cast. Tn,