The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-12-09
A SPOILED CHILD

Vvill ne noted that this is in the nature of a problem story, and that it car >ues moral to parents and over-in daIg<d children.
 As she sat busily engaged in think Ing of her sons future, Mrs. Win throp was suddenly reused by her husbands hand upon her shouIded. 'sWhyI John, what brings you home so early?'' Don't be alarmed dear,'' said John Winthrop with smile, Just finished earlier than usual" He sat down beside his wife and they chatted until the supper bell rang.
 While they are talking we will go Into detail about this little family John Winthrop was wealthy brOk- CT of about forty-five. His pleasant smile, generosity, and kindness were quick to win for him many friends. Mrs. Winthrop was a short, slender woman, about thirty-eight years of age She was an invalid but had a great deal of patience and a good disposition Their son was a tall laI with broad shoulders of about eighteen He was just ready for col 7ege- His was a selfish nature, which he obtained by too much betting.
 That evening at supper MT. and Mrs winthrop were talking about the profession their boy should fol- low, when William Winthrop, their son, entered He sat down without "a word When his father spoke again, he said. '-Our boy shall be a. doctor'' The mother agreed with her husband but William disappointed them both by saying, tT shall be detective.'' He did not say this because he had any desire to be a detective, but he was in the habit of disagreeing with every one MT winthrop tried to change Ehis mind. but in vain. The follow ing day William went to college with permission to be a detective This ds. only an instance in which he had lhis own way His room in college was expensiveIy furnished. He had been very extravagant when buying lthe furniture. He was not mean to himself but to others he was very sell fish
 A few months later Mrs. Winthrop Hell suddenly III. The best doctors at- tended her but she did not seem to Improve Soon John Winthrop was told it was a hopeless case. He look ed ten years older in this short space of time. His heart sank within him as he thought of the parting, for he loved his wife dearly. All was over, Mrs. Winthrop lay cold and notion- Jess on the bed. Her husband knelt by her bedside and wept bitterly. Un- til then he had not thought of his son. Now he said to himself, 'He is all T have. he must become great for her
 
 her boy.''
 William Winthrop with all his sell -hshness had a warm spot in his heart for his mother When news of her death reached him he broke down and wept- He soon recovered and prepared to go home for his mothers funeral He bore the blow bravely but after the funeral returned to col 1ege, instead of remaining to comfort k1lis father.
 His wffe's illness with his son's ex- gtravagance helped to ruin John Win throp in business. One day he came home with his face clouded and look ing very old. The fatal blow had come. he had failed. He thought lit- tie of himself but of his boy. Will liam must now leave college and go from luxury to poverty. MT. Win lthrop sent for his son who after hear ing the bad news, blamed his father for being poor manager. William left home for the west the follow ing week. declaring that he could not work in that city because of ridicule from his acquaintances.
 Ten years later found John Win J4hrop an old man, with gray hair, in Ia poor, little house by himself. After working hard he had managed to save up few hundred dollars. He had only received one letter from his son. He made up his mind to go , west and try to find some trace of his boy. He travelled a long way but his search was not rewarded. Final Iy he determined to settle in the town his son had written from. He wait ed for stage coach, which soon came. The passengers all seemed excited about bushrangers who con- tinuaIIy held up the stage coaches Suddenly the coach stopped, and the passengers were commanded to get out. John winthrop not accustom- ed to such performances, looked about him in surprise; until his eyes rested on the bushranger. He was startled for sure enough it was his son. The bushranger collected every one's val uables and departed without recog- mixing his father John Winthrop followed his son into the woods When he overlook him he said, My boy what has become of you?'' Then Will liam said, s.Father do not blame me you brought me up in luxury and all my desires were fu1hl1ed.'' Then he spoke again, Father bend that small