The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1908-12-03
Observation-Disclosures
MARCHING ON.
Bv KATHERINE CHAPMAN.

When I left Mauch Chunk, Pa, to
lesrd the n. e. A. Convention in
BOSTON sighed with relief to think
hal for a long summer vacation
lbould have no hoy problems to solve,
Neither did l expect to meet any old
Friends.
In company with some Of the 9TH
n women teachers from my State, I |
ost myself daily in making little !
Bourneys to Revolutionary relics !
climbed monument stairs in order
HAT might tell the children all
about It, occupied a niche on the
slebt.seeing auto end had started to
.do" the churches, when I saw Him.
II was on narrow little street
that served to bound one side of the
huge temple, which, with its big
dome, looked much like church
canned with a toad stool. He was
sanding midway, swinging his arms
around in circles. At first, he ap-
peared to be giving an imitation of
Tom Sawyer playing steamboat or
Mr. Cyrus Young curving balls; in
stead, he was merely throwing stones.
Because he aimed none of them az a
convenient flock Of pigeons, noticed
him particularly.
For all the world he resembled a
Boston terrier. His large, broken
eys we're set wide under his rounded
forehead; his fiat, little nose divided
plump. Drowned cheeks and his small
front teeth separated two lips of gen.
erous size. His clothing beggared
description. AS far as observation
went, it consisted Of very short pants,
a sleeveless white Shirt and the crown
portion Of cap.
As l neared him saw familiar
figure approaching us. Through her
veil | recognized a widowed friend,
although she wore such heavy black
that even in moonless night she must
have cast shadow Oh, yes!
recognized Amelia at once. Not very
long ago / saw her husband laid away.
was there, too, >when her little boy
died, and, while / shall always SYM
pathize with her, remembered that
her love was tyranny to her hus-
band and that she really coddled her
boy into the grave.
She has always seemed like a deli
cate green vine which circles around
the tree, ever growing thicker and
closer, until at last the strong tree
dies in that intense embrace.
This day she came droopingly to-
ward me. To my horror that stree
gamin thrust a dirty fist into his peck
ct and threw something at her.
In the moment hesltated whether
or not to use corporal punishment
The boy turned his head, gazing a
me with such a look of perfect self
possession that / involuntarily tool
back seatS
Amelia reached him first. Sh
raised his chin with the palm of on
hand, while in the other she held hi
missile-a rosebud . broken at tn
stem. When she had looked long in
to his eyes she spoke to him an
wrote something in her cardcase. Tn
youngster cantered down the street
Amelia and l talked together som
slhtle time, went over the beautitt
temple together and parted, after
had promised to visit her at her sui
urban home. That visit was nece
sarily postponed one year. When
made II Amelia's house was emboV
cred in green, and l walked to HI
cool veranda between hedges of be-
and pulled the bell Immediately
gong rang out startlingly. Amaz
ment must still have been on my IA
when Amelia let me in, for she e
p.ained
My boy wanted that bell; he sa
ats like FIRE engine"
Your boy!" l exclaimed.
Then Amelia exclaimed that S
nRa adopted ten-year-old boy.
one miserable moment my mind ira
eled back and recalled that care-fr'
Independent, wholesome knight
tne road had met in Boston.
neat sank, for l could not bear
see that boy feminized
Surely, l thought, Amelia cant
nelp curling and blithing that Fl
soul OF which 1 caught a gliml
through the boys big eyes.
Later she called him into the roc
ne seemed to have suffered ms
Nnhnges. Those aggressive teeth