The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1911-11-30

reached the jail, and the police were
bringing in the outcasts and the riff
raj Of human wreckage from the
underworld. The place was like
bedlam il it's curses, profanity, hys.
terra, vileness and noise. And they
were compelled to wais for the jailer
to get his charges properly tabled
and locked up, before he could at
tend to Jimmy.
When he finally got to them, and
had read the Judges letter he smiled
at Jimmy and said: Be Dad we're
all right son, for the letter instruct
ed the jailer to let the old man GO on
his own recognizance," which
meant as Jimmy finally understood,
without putting up any bail money.
But how will ye'se get him home?
He's drunk, he can't walk, and has
never stirred that know Of since he
was locked up. Will ye'se take him
home in the Automobilly? Come on
we'll get the culprit.''
They went to the cell, the jailer
unlocked it and went in, there was
ITO light in the cell except what re-
flected from the corridor. The Jail
er took hold Of the old man shaking
him and saying: Wake up here We
old flannel-mouth, the governor has
come after We wild a, brass band and
gasoline buggy to take We home.
Wake up say, ye're snoring SO We
are disturbin all my guests. Wake
MY God, by'es, he's croaked.''
And sure enough the old man was
cold and rigid. Joel Semals had
gone to sleep, from which be would
never waken to hear the sentence Of
an earthly Judge. He was beyond
the Jurisdiction Of an earthly court.
II was long night to Jimmy. he
hardly slept. 1t was his first great
sorrow. He had eaten nothing, and
after going with the old mans re-
mains to the undertakers, had gone
home and sat with his grief choking
him, and the lonliness of the little
room seemed to mock his past hap
piness in it.
The sun rose clear and beautiful;
cloudless day dawned, some kind
neighbor came in and found Jimmy
and made him go with him to break
fast. About nine o'clock the Judges
car. rolled up to the door, and the kind
hearted Judge who had heard from
his chauffeur the night before of the
old mans death, could not help but
think of the only true Cosmopolitan
who ever lived-the lowly Man of
GaIlilee. who, in his death agony
had prayed: Father forgive them
for they know not what they do"
There was an earnest consultation
in the Judges home that night, and
having no children Of their own. the
Judges family decided 10 offer Jim
my a homer and the Judge had come
for Jimmy himself. And so the boy
found home far grander than any
thing he had ever known.
There was an elegant and sump-
tious dinner served in the Judges
home, and Jimmy. was guest-or
rather one of the family.
The old mans remains were buri-
ed on Saturday, and Jimmy went as
chief mourner.
On opening tire old tin box they
found among the papers will, dated
about three months before, and a GER
tifcate Of deposit for five hundred
dollars. The Will provided that af-
ter funeral expenses were deducted,
the balance was to go to Jimmy.
The letters, pictures and a, few trink- Z
cts. together With the few pieces Of
Did household goods constituted
Jimmy's legacy.
After hunting up the members Of
he SYNDICATE" and paying his loan
with big interest Jimmy, at the
Judges suggestion, placed the bal
ance, some three hundred dollars. in
,he trust-fund of the News Boys
Home" and from that day became !
he Judges adopted son.
In one of our large western cities
IN b street stands the pretty
nome of the editor in chief of it's
argest and most influential daily pa
Ders, his name is James III. Hadley
who with his wife Bessie (nee Daw-
son. live in this pretty home.
Today is Thanksgiving Day, and
here will be 3 fine dinner and few
guests, there will be cheer and hap
piness there. And how l wish, dear
leaders of this little story, yon could