Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1910-12-18

sound of lively music from the room or
the second floor of the engine house. He
heard the shuttle of hundred pairs OF
feet as the fur-lined coats became hungry
citizens of the West End and moved noisily
to the long tables where the feast was
laid for them.
Patrick lad never been to feast of any
kind and all he was getting of this one
was the noise. Yet he stayed clingine
with his cold hands to the half a dozen
unsold papers. He pressed his knees to-
gether and crouched into corner of the
doorway and listened with his ears wide
open. 1t was SO cold that his most needed
attention about every ten seconds, a de-
nland that was answered by the quick
move of the back OF griny hand. And.
of course, his teeth We're chattering. For
it was very cold night for little news
boy with scarcely any clothes.
Patrick Becomes a Guest.
And then it was that the fireman who
had preferred chewing tobacco to cigars,
wad which had comforted him during the
dress suit formalities so strange to a
firehouse. and he went to the door to
weed. On an ordinary night he might
have performed this little act within the
mouse. but with SO many housewarmers
about such a thing would never do.
the comforting wad. Patrick with the in
stinct Of the streets. started to run with
out questioning. Men darling suddenly
on him from any place at all meant a
move in the natural war between Pat
rick and the authorities. But this ALL
thority laughed in jolly sort of way and
asked the boy what the trouble was. Pat
rick replied that he wasn't doing moth
ing.
The fireman saw how miserable the
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and just then burst of melody sounding
from the feast above. broke out upon the
frosty air. so with large. vigorous hand
he grabbed Patrick by the shoulder and
just hauled him inside.
Men who sat by the door at the house
warming feast will remember the scared
little rat Of boy, with the weather.
beaten. torn old clothes who came in
snuH1ng and wiping his nose with
grimy hand. That was Patrick. Some
one tucked a napkin under his chin, and
seated him away back in corner. piled
his plate high with turkey and pickles.
cold ham add tongue, red roast beef and
large. round rolls. and told him to go to
1t, kid, eat yourself SICK
Did Himself Proud.
Patrick went to it and did himself
proud. He ate and ate and ate and ate
Two large hot cups of coffee did he drink
Many oysters slid into his throat 1T
made little difference to Patrick that oys-
ter forks were scarce at his corner for
he found that tablespoon held more
than any oyster fork ever did
And when the ice cream came a news
paper man. who saw the boy and won
dered who he was, grabbed a statuette of
a horseman made of chocolate, peach and
vanilla, and handed it to Patrick. Oh,
such an eating! 1t was grand to see him.
But that's not all. Some one saw Pat
rick sneaking away with a bullying pocket
about II pm What you got. boy?"
Patrick made no reply and a search was
instituted. The boys ragged pockets
were stuffed with fancy cakes. They lie.
him go. and laughed. And now Chief
Wagner comes along and says the fire.
men looked the boy up, and found he
took the cakes home to a little gray
haired woman in the alley who is Pat
rick 5 mother.