Cameron County press. [volume] (Emporium, Cameron County, Pa.) 1866-1922, 1907-12-12

At last the electric light on the cor
ner began to glow, and an instant
later he ran for the door and started
down the steps with a glad smile, His
father reached their foot almost as
soon as the boy.
why, Horace!" said Mr.. Gilmore,
sternly What are you doing out in
this wind with your hat off? Go
straight in the house. and don't let
me see you do that again-it will be
the doctor to pay neyt!" Horace turn
ed and followed his father in with
shamefaced manner and dropping
head. His heart felt like lead, and
there was burning spot in each
cheek-it had all been so different
from what he had meant it should!
So Horace could only longingiy
look on, from distance, at the hap
piness of another But one day he
saw something that gave him an idea.
1t was quite early in the morning. and
the tall man with the kind face had
just descended the steps and started
down the street when a voice stopped
him.
"Oh, papa, wait a minute!" the boy
called, as he ran after him, and reach
ing up, he pinned a red carnation on
the lapel of the tall mans coat. Both
looked very happy.
Mrs Gilmore was preparing to go
out that afternoon, when Horace spied
four red carnations in a vase on her
table
Mamma" he said eagerly, cant
have one of those?"
What for dear?"
"Oh, ! just wanted it,"
There are only four now" she an
swered "and | will want all of those
to wear. You do not need any to-day"
Horace said nothing, but happening
in the room an hour later, he saw
one of the red carnations in the
waste basket in the corner. The stem
had broken off so short that Mrs. Gil
more did not think of wearing it.
But men always wear them short
er," said the delighted boy to him
self, as he picked it up tenderly,
placed it in water and hid it away
safely.
And so it was that another boy ran
after his father the next morning,
with Wait a minute, papa!" He,
too, reached up to pin the flower on.
Did your mother say you might
have it?' his father asked.
No"
You ought to have asked her" It
was said more from force of habit
than anything else, but what differ
ence did that make in it's effect? The
boy was embarrassed and consequent
ly clumsy and slow Just as he had
at last gotten it fast car whirled
past the corner on the cross street
below.
There, now!" Mr.. Gilmore ex-
claimed impatiently, you have made
me lose my carl" He did not see
the crushed look on the small face
as the words sank in, and a moment
after he wished that he had left them
unsaid, but he did not say so. and of
what good was the wish? The sore
hearted boy rushed into the house.
threw himself on the hall settee and
hid. his head in his arms so that no
one could see him. He did not mean
to, but tears would come. He had
meant to please his father, so that
and he had only vexed him by caus-
ing him to miss his car!
Il don't believe Horace is we'll"
said Mrs. Gilman to her husband one
day several weeks after this had oc-
Cured. He mopes around So"
I'll send DIR. Kenzie up this morn
ing" Mr.. Gilmore said, a little uneas-
lily. There was no physician in the
city excepting DR.. Kenzie, Mr. Gil
more thought, and so thought many
others. To be sure, his bills were apt
to be startling, but what was that
when it was rich mans only boy,
Besides, DR.. Kenzie was an old col
lege classmate of Mr. Gilmore's. and
a great personal friend
Dr. Kenzie came, and came and
came again, but the boy seemed no
better. He was puzzled, and began
to mistrust that dread foe, consump.
ton, had marked the slight form as
an intended victim.
Spring had gone, and June, in her
rich beauty, beckoned those who were
so fortunate as to afford a life beneath
her leafy bowers. The doctor drop
ped in unexpectedly one evening when
he knew he might probably find Mr..
Gilmore at home.
81 don't want to see Horace to-
night" he explained, when both par
ents had met him in the parlor, each
secretly anxious to know why he had
come at such time from his down
town home. He came to the point
promptly.