Los Angeles herald., 1910-02-06
FEBRUARY E, 1910.

closed lnSllnCIlNely as, with udWnlnS
curiosity, the Hon. Timothy studied
the small figure at his side It began
in a wealth of loosely curling halr
which shaded a delicate face, very
pointed as to chin and monopolized
by a pair of dark eyes, sad and deep
and beautiful. A faded blue Jumper
was buttoned tightly across the mar
row chest; frayed trousers were pre-
cariously attached to the Jumper"
and impossible shoes and stockings
supplemented the trousers. Glancing
from boy to bottle, the ''comp'ny nit
WhiSkers" asked:
Whats this for?'
For you"
whats in it?''
"A present"
Mr. OShea removed the cork and
proceeded to draw out incredible guam
titles of absorbent cotton. When there
was no more to come, a faint tinkle
sounded within the blue depths, and
Mr.. OShea, reversing the bottle, found
himself possessed of a trampled and
disfigured sleeve link of most palpable
brass.
TITS from gold" Morris assured
him. you puts it in your-'scuse me
shirt Wish you health to wear it."
THANK you," said the Hon. Tim,
and there was a tiny break in the
SlOOiil WllCll lltiu CllNCioptu HIM. anu
then, with a quick memory of the note,
and of his anger:
Miss Bailey, who is this young
man?"
And teacher, of whose hobbies Nor
ris was enc, answered warmly: "That
is Morris Mogilewsky, the best of boys.
He takes care of the goldfish and
does all sorts of things for me. Don't
you, dear?"
Teacher yss ma an" Morris an
sWered. I'm lovin' much nit you. l
gives presents on the company over
you"
"An't he rather big to speak such
broken English?" asked Mr.. O'Shea.
Il hope you remember that it is part
Of your duty to stamp out the dalect?"
"Yes, 1 know Miss Bailey answered.
"Eut Morris has been in America for
So short a time. Nine months, is it
not?"
Teacher, yiss ma an. I comes out of
Russia" responded Morris, on the
verge of tears and with his face buried
IN teachers dress.
Now, Mr.. O'Shea had his prejudices
strong and deep. He had been given
jurisdiction over that particular dis
let because it was his native heath,
and the board of education considered
with TIE inhabitants than a stranger.
The truth was absolutely the reverse.
Because he had spent his early years
in a large old house on East Broadway,
because he now saw his birthplace
changed to a squalid tenement, and the
happy hunting grounds of his youth
grown ragged and foreign-swarmng
with strange faces and noisy with
strange tongues-Mr. OShea bore
sul,en grudge against the usurpng
race.
He resented the caressing air with
which teacher held the little hand
placed so confidently Wth'n her own,
and he welcomed the opportunity of
gratifying his still ruff1ed temper and
his racial antagonism at the lme time.
He would take a rise out of this young
woman about her little Jew. She would
be comforted later on. Mr.. O'Shea
rather fancied himself in the role of
comforter, when the sufferer was
neither old nor ill-favored. And so he
set about creating the distres which
he would later change to graft ude and
joy. Assuredly the Hon. Timothy had
a well developed sense of humor.
His English is certainly dreadful"
remarked the voice of author ty, and
it was not an English voice, no is
O'Shea distinctively an English name,
Dreadful. And, by the way, I hope
you are not spelling these youngsters.
You must remember that you ale fit
ting them for the battle of life. Don't
coddle your soldiers. Can you recon-
cile your present attitude wi h disci-
pline?"