The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1908-09-03

streets, bent all the energies Of his
thinking powers. Many methods rapid
~ suggested themselves to his fervid
imagination and were as rapidly re-
Jected, and many a smile played over
his broad face as he saw the bull" in
some of those suggestions.
One day, while immersed in deep
thought, he was suddenly aroused by
a ccmmotion issuing from a crowd Of
small boys in an alleyway, 1t was only
a fight between two street Arabs. The
others had formed a ring, and various
words of encouragement were offered
by the young spectators to the cham
pions in the ring At another time
Michael who had only recently been
a boy himself would have passed this
matter by, but now he felt that he was
! prospectively the head of family and
that he would not tolerate such things.
On tiptoe he approached the scene Of
! the combat
As Michael approached he heard
some one in the crowd scream: Look
out, there Jim! he's got a knife" The
| boys, ranging in every degree Of dirty
facedness and tatteredness, were too in
tent on the struggle to notice the Off
GER who reached the outer edge of the
crowd unseen. One of the boy COM
batants, with swarthy face, scowjing
! brow and recently acquired black eye,
stood at one side Of the ring like a
hunted animal at bay, with his hand
| behind his back and concealed under
his coat-tail, while the other urchin
small and wiry-looking, with his little
hands clinched and his eyes blazing,
stood like an infantle gladiator, ready
to spring on his antagonist and dare
the worst knife and all. In a mo-
ment the policeman had each of them
! by the collar
Ia another instant he pulled the
! hand ol-the swarthy boy from under
meath his coat-tail and wrenched from
1t a murderous looking knife. At the
officers approach the crowd Of boys
broke and scampered like rats on the
! appearance Of their feline enemy; and,
While he was wrestling the knife from
| the swarthy boy, his late antagonist
| took advantage of the opportunity to
! regain his liberty, so that officer and
captive were alone in the alleyway.
The distance to the station was not
far, and the officer thought he would
walk there instead of calling the pa
troll; little Arabs, late spectators of the
combat, peeked from doorways and
alleyways like rats at the mouths OF
their holes, and small knots Of people
| followed them for a short distance
and then dropped off.
who gave you the black eyer" said
the officer looking down from his six
feet on the diminutive little man walk
ing by his side.
He giver ter me-" answered the
child, with a scowl that belonged to
more mature years.
And YOU can near killing him, and
then you'd be hung"
I'm give it ter 'em yit," Kissed the
boy through his clinched teeth.
You're Eyetalian, amt ye?" queried
the officer
"Noa, l was horned in Greece"
"Ye're a Greek, are ye?" half so
| liloluized Mr. OCallaghan and imme-
diately a secret sympathy sprang up
in the mind Of the captor for his cap
tive.
Half a dozen thoughts now jostled
| each other through the officers mind.
His prospective paternity came upon
him again; once more he saw the
! Graeco-Irish scion Of the OCallaghan
kicking his infantile heels in midair,
and he softened toward Zoe's COM
patriot
A thought came-he might be
brother of Zoes, and this thought was
voiced by the question; Whats yer
name, my boy?"
"Petros; they calls me Pete for
short"
What's yer other manner"
"Zarouski."
That point was settled. Was not
Zaroush zoe's name? They had al
most reached the station, when the
officer suddenly turned around, saying
to the boy, Come along" and, walk
ing a few squares, Leu his captive to
his own lodging. Here he locked the
door, and, putting the poor little ur-
chin, who thought he was going to be
tortured to death, in a seat opposite
him, opened the ball thus: pete, do
ye know what they'll do to We there?"
jerking his thumb in the direction OF
the police court
"Noa," replied the lad, his short,
bare legs hanging down from the chair
and six inches from the floor. while