The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1913-01-30

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more ways than one. if-what q liz
tie word. yet how much IL means.
The boy waited anxiousIy while his
father read the bill. hardly even dAr-
Ing TO hope for a favorable word.
HIN. well. suppose you want to
have ride In the cars and see the
elephant. hey7" inquired Mr. Benton
Yes. sir: II wish I could" re-
piled Harry.
We'll, my boy. guess We will go
/ have some business In C that
| need TO attend to. so we IN kill
two birds with one stone" But you
will have 10 be up in the morning
early. TO get your chores done and
get ready in season 10 start for the
station by 7 o'clock.
Yes. sir; / bet | WILL" he replied
prancing around like a colt and toss
ing his hat high IN the air.
Il shall call you early in the morn
ing, remember"
Remember guess | shant be
likely to forget" he answered gaily
Morning came, and with It our he
TO. He did his chores at the barn
even before his father MIXED the
cows; then he returned to the house
and, spying the last Youths Compan-
ion, he dropped into a chair TO read
lust minute" but an uncommonly
do hos en-
rather long one, and meanag-
cries and Journeys were all forgotten
till his mother called him to break
fast.
He felt a little uneasy as he took
his seat at the table, fearing that he
had been negligent in leaving his du-
ties TO read; but a glance at his
fathers face treasured him, for he
felt sure that If he needed to hurry
he would be reminded of the fact.
Mr.. Benton leisurely ate and rose
from the table to do some writing,
the proposed journey; but the boy
knew his fathers word was to be
depended upon, so he went about
making preparations, but somehow
everything seemed to bother him His
coat was torn, and he had forgotten
to have it mended the previous day
and one stocking was missing, his
shoes were not BACKED, and it seem
ed to him that nothing was in order
Il told you last night, Harry" said
his mother, Ito get everything
ready"
q know it," he replied, "but I
thought there was no hurry
certainly, my son, there was no
! hurry last night, but always remem-
| Der that the time to do a job is the
time when there is no hurry about
it," remarked the father, who hap
pened to be passing through the room
and overheard the boys remark.
When at last Harry was ready, he
found his father waiting for him at
the gate, with a neighbor whom he
had engaged to take them to the sta
ton.
When they had gone about half
the distance they heard the shrill
whistle of locomotive. Harry start
ed nervously, and inquired: DO you
suppose that was our train, father?'
q don't know; l hope not" replied
! Mr.. Benton.
! But it was, and when they reached
the station it had been gone fifteen
minutes.
/ Harry was bitterly disappointed
and ready to burst into tears, but he
! detected a bit of a twinkle in the
corner of one of his fathers eyes and
! thought he wouldn't cry just then,
for a new light began to dawn on his
mind.
ooh, father he exclaimed impati-
emily, eff you had hurried me, as
you generally do, we should not have
been late"
Il knew it, my son, and that is the
very reason why l didn't. You are
starting on a long journey, and the
probabilities are that you will not al
ways have a father to prompt you
when duties are neglected. Self-re-
lance is the word, my boy; and re-
member always, that the time to dc
a job is the time when there is NO
| hurry about it."
Harry was a sensible boy, and the
lessons he had learned were not soon
forgotten.-W F. Heath, in Word
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