The Intermountain Catholic. (Salt Lake City [Utah] ;) 1899-1920, 1908-07-18
MEALS MOVING DAY

IF could only live in a tent or the barn,
rrnmbled Neal 1T would suit me lots better than
5sre in the house" Neal had been sent from the
able to wash his hands and came back pouting. Il
ns- wish was an Indian"
1T would be very nice in some way to be an In
dian or tramp, remarked papa, pleasantly. Il
always enjoyed camping out when l was boy"
81 wish | could do that now." said Neal, letting
g little of the frown fade away The new corn
crib would be dandy place.
why don't you try ~ asked papa, as if living
IN corncrib were an everyday affair with small
boys. I'VE won't put any corn in it till cold
weather comes"
Mamma wouldn't let me-" said Neal. please,
rlaase let me do it. mamma. 1t would be such
DWel. YOU might try It" said his mother. easily.
aVben do YOU want to begin"
This very day cried Neal. hurrying down his
ood IN have this for my moving day"
No one seemed to notice that he hurried through
nth his dinner nor that he left without SAVING
Excuse me- He hurried to the playroom and be-
Gan selecting things to move to his new home 1t
took only little while to get all the things out
that Neal wanted. By one o'clock all were in the
corncrib.
Il guess Tn hungry" said Neal to himself
after he had tried the blanket in which he was to
sleep. and had arranged his playthings to his Ek-
Ing. III 60 and see if Mary has some cookies"
$50 YOU are tramp, are you.' asked Mary.
looking him over as he raped at the back door 81
never feed tramps unless they earn what thev get
You carry in all those kndlngs and III see about
srmething TO eat
Neal had seen the real tramps splitting wood for
Nary many a time before she gave them bread and
mat and coffee. but he did not know how they
st doing the work before eating Long before
The wood-boX was filled he thought he must take
me Of the nice fresh cookies: but when the last
rck was neatly piled in the box. Mary was ready
with a tin of milk and some bread and butter
sit on the step" she said.
Please Mary. I'd like to have a cooky." said
Neal timidly. III wash my hands before | take
it. if you'll only let me-
"Beggars mustn't be choosers," said Mary grim
~ If fed cookies to every tramp that comes
this way wouldn't have any for my folks
Neal was very glad for the bread and milk but
he could not forget the smell of the warm cakes
Mary always saved the big corner cakes for him
when he washed his hands particularly clean but
today he scrubbed and soaped to no purpose After
the little lunch he wandered forlornlv to the new
Mmcrb and wrapped himself in his blanket to
cy It was twilight when he awobe. and he went
to The house to find the family eating supper Just
as if they had forgotten all about him. He could
stand it no longer but rushed in and sobbed out
bis troubles
= want to- move back" he wept Il don't
like The new corncrib a bit"
All right" said papa and mama together
Come right up to the table. now But Neal
you'd not come until he had washed his hands and
brushed his hair. and from that very dav there was
no more pouting about being clean. Two movings
N one day have been al Neal has ever wanted
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