The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1909-03-23

They were satisfied. The preparations
for returning the boy TO his father were
begun, the lad all the while unrealizing
the meaning Of il all or that his fate
had hung by thread
In fact, he told his father after the
return that the man who put him on
the street car and started him for the
city was very funny and kept him laugh
ing nearly all the time Before he. he
reached the carline, from what hiding
place no one yet knows. tie man pulled
from his pocket a pair Of smoked
glasses You'll look better IN these,
he told Billy, who acquiesced when they
were placed before his eyes. has cap
being drawn down closely over his ears,
forming an excellent disguise
Go to Take Car.
The two walked briskIy toward the
/ car line. the man holding the lad by the
/ hand. Soon car came in sight and the
/ man said Wen, Billy, YOU are going
J to see your papa soon If they ask YOU
/ what my name is tell them It is Mr.
/ Jones' You might tell them yours is
| Jones also" he added.
! All right. Mr. jones' agreed Billy,
| happy in the thought of meeting his
. father.
| Send this boy to the Honenden
/ House, double quick read a scrap Of
| paper which the man showed INTO
! Willie's hand as he placed him on the
| car Then he waved COOd-by and Willie
|
| The conductor in the rush had passed
/ the HOnenden House when Thomas W
| Ramsey, a yCI-ng man on his way
J home, recognized Willie as the missing
boy
"HeIlo, Billy Wh;tla."
Hello, Billy Whitla." he said. half
as a guess.
Hello, yourself" replied Billy. How
did you know me2'
! y moments conversation convinced
( Ramsay ard the conductor that the lad
was in reality none other than the lost
| boy. The conductor and Ramsey hailed
| a policeman, who carried the little fell
low into he hotel In the meantime.
Ramsey had acquainted a passing friend
: with the news Of the boys identity and
tho triumphant trio began the eager
hunt for the father in the corridors.
They had hardly begun before a shout
resounded over the throngs moving
about in the lobby:
"Oh, my boy. my boy" shouted 4
man, his face aglOW with JOY and eX-
citement. II was J. =. Whitla, whose
/ vigil was at an end.
Disregarding officers, friends and de-
tectveS. he seized the boy in his arms
and dashed toward the stairs.
7 will see you after a while ne
boy 70 the hotel II want him now"
Crowd Knows All.
It required but q glance TO tell the
crowd that fl was Whitla and his re-
claimed son whom they saw on the
stairway
Speech. speech they cried CleefUHy
every face rejecting the JOY that al
knew must be the fathers.
Il can't speak now, my heart is too
full,' he said Il can only find word
10 say that this is my son, who W.,
lost and has been found ] thank tH-
people Of Cleveland and elsewhere, Tn
jpOlice, and the press for their kindncSses
70 me and their sympathy ! could new
or have stood II but for this"
Scores rushed up then 10 shake hl
. ! around The curly head Of little Billy
and the shoulders Of his father, as they
stood for a moment before going up
: stairs TO be-aIone.
= Lad Well Treated
Billy smiled little as his father lift
ed off the smoked glasses and his cap
although it was evident that even thel
! he didn't understand the reason for al
J the fuss. He was well, said he ha,
; been nicely treated. and seemed in tin
r best OF spirits, although he showed d.
, the appreciatiVe manner in which D.
@ : chung To his father that the reunion
e meant something to him, too.
| Whtla and the reclaimed boy hat
been alone in their room bat q few mo
ments when Mrs. Whitla was at tn
% other end of the long distance telephon
70 in Sharon
o. "Oh. mother. / have Willie here in m
- | arms. He is safe. safe. mother, il j
. / the happiest moment in my life" wa
70 heard through the door. bringing mOis
l. ture 10 more than one eye without an