The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1908-05-09
A WARMING.
CONTINUED from last week.
BY F.. A. Myers.

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Continued from last week.)
Mrs. Carmen secured a place In a
| family nearby the hospital for Bonnie,
and without consulting her saw that
| her every want should be supplied--a
good proof Of her newly awakened
love for the beautiful, sweet soulea
Bonnie. Then, on the next day the
good old lady, so unaccountably fond
Of the girl, kissed her goodby, told her
! to use the wire morning and evening
| and tell every inch of progress Bob
made, and departed for her home.
Bonnie could not =, but undisguisediN
reciprocate such disinterested kind
| ness, and still the element of wonder
was over it all. A strange feeling
came over Bonnie to be left alone In
a new town. But she was there be-
cause her brother was there, and 70,
him she would endure all things.
Mrs. Carmen went straight to Mrs
Jones, and told her all about her son
Bob, and offered the comforting as
surance that he would soon be Web
again. Poor Mrs. Jones, bereft ot
both her children for time, was
brave for their sakes, but she fell
deeply, sadly her utter loneliness.
Not to delay the story-Bonie re-
manned a month. and with sisterly
affection and care watched over her
Bob, her only Bob, the only Bob on
earth. - al,
Bash returned to his duties in a day
or two, feeling assured that Bob'a
terrible injury was not as great as he
at first surmised.
Then Bonnie took Bob home. The
mother and Mrs. Carmen both met
them at the train. Bob was still so
feeble that he had to be conveyed
home In an ambulance. Mrs. Carmen
took Mrs. Jones and Bonnie in her
carriage and directed the negro driver
to follow the ambulance. Mrs. Car
men, strange enough, saw Bob COM
fortably carried into his home, ana
ordered the physician to give him
every attention needed And when
she left she said mysteriously:
"1'll be back tomorrow. have
something good to tell you.
Mrs. Jones did not then understa nd
why she kissed her.
The next day she returned, first to
see how Bob was getting along, and
next to tell her secret. She was very
glad to see Bob sitting in the great
cosey chair, near the fire in the CRATE.
smile Of home-satisfaction in his
face, and she put her hand on his
head as she. said quietly:
my boy will soon be we'll again.
Indeed I WILL Boys are seldom
killed, and. that is why there are SO
many Of them," he returned loosely.
"And they never de-" she added,
laughing. Even Mrs. Jones smiled at
this, and Bonnie chirped in:
"And you can't kill a boy"
IF whole train of cars ran owe,
him, he wouldn't die for Spite" and
Bob's smile seemed to be a gaze flung
| at her, Gefying her to best his remark.
She mrely shook her finger at him,
and smiled at Mrs. Carmen.
This sweet old lady, whose face
bore few scars of the pains that come
more or less to- every one who ma !,
passed over the top of the hill OF
life, now drew her chair close to Bob.
facing Mrs. Jones and Bonnie, toward
whom she cast singular look. Then
she began in a quiet tone, her eyes
radiating mellow happiness that waa
soon better understood:
Il have a sad, and at the same time
pleasant story. to tell" Her eyes
| now seemed to glitter with kindly
emotion. Bob wondered, but Bonnie
made no effort to divine the story, an
Mrs. Jones was sure it would tell
them who Mrs. Carmen was. So far
Mrs. Carmen had been rather an mex
plicable quantity to them-singular,
gentle, good natured. Her singular
disinterested interest in the Joneses
had honestly won their esteem, their
confidence, and their kindliest feelings.
And now attentive ears were turned
to her, for whom they had great re-
spect and felt the ,liveliest gratitude
The old lady dameurely went on in a
! soft. gentle, wooing voice: when I
heard Bob say that day at the sta
ton, that he would pay Bonnie her
regular wages II she would stay at
home with their mother. knew then
that he was one Of natures nobleme1,
And best OF all for me T had a clew
! that I had long sought for in vain.
It was the name Bonnie. You need
not wonder at that, for my name is
! Bonnie. This incident at the station,
commonplace enough to be sure, de-
Yeloped for me happy and long de-
! sired revelations, as you will soon see.
I paused then and looked at Bonnie,
and the lines from i la Nencia la
| .Barbarina, 40 translated by Edwin