The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1914-12-18

X VN the beautiful homes on the
SVS boulevard where every hol-
f6ay wish Of the people
would be gratified.
The bright-eyed, thinly-clad boy on
the steps OF one of these beautiful
homes was not wasting any time In
envying the rich. He had waited
there Tor some minutes for the big au-
tCnapbiIe ne knew was due to arrive
from the hospital about that time each
day.
The big car pulled up beside the
curb. A big, kindly-faced man stepped
from It and started up the steps.
Say ara you the doc?"
The surgeon paused halfway up the
steps and glanced at the small bit of
humanity balanced on the stone hand
sail.
why. yes. my little man, what can
4 do for your" he asked tenderly, as
he stepped over and put hand on
the lads knee. He was familiar with
the type of boy who had greeted him.
and It was a type of boy heAliked, a
fearless, independent, little waif OF
the streets. In the great hospital, of
which he was the head, they were his
most accomplishing and appreciative
patients. even IL they were not the
profitable ones.
ANOthin' fer meself; it's fer me brud-
der" The little fellow spoke earnest
" and looked straight into the emf
m0nt surgeons kindly gray eyes.
ssKour brother? Oh, | see. Well.
what's the matter with your brother?"
Cripple" The one word, with the
gaudened tone, told the whole story
TO Doctor Harrison. He knew the rest
Of the tale from long experience, and
asked no further questions.
Come in the house, and let's talk it
over
Say. doc. don't believe you want
me to come in. amt got no money"
Why, that's just the reason want
you to come In" the doctor. replied,
with d merry twinkle in his eye. and
ram up the steps closely followed by
the small urcilin. Al the door closed
behind them he seizet the, youngster
An q playful bear hug. and landed him
ina heavily upholstered leather chair.
- was such chair as that boy had
seen fn The great shop windows, but
had newer thought of sitting ia. and
the warmth OF its soft cushions gave
q pleasant thrill to his shiyering lit
sle, body. .;ss,s
What Is, your name? p /,
81 Tom McGnire.s You know Pat Nc
Guire that tends bar down in East
D0Wney street," ..s,s..
mo, I don't, believe do .s..
wen. he's me uncle, and he says
you set his leg. time of the big rail-
road sfnash-up at Hanover"
Yes, remember going out to Han
over with q Ipto OF other doctors at the
time of the accident; but that was ten
years age" ~
t@rhat don't make any difference to
Uncle Pat He never forgets favors.
Guess he amt had many in his life
ibid your Uncle Pat send you to see
me?" asked the surgeon
Nav, but it's because what he told
me bout you made me think it might
be- all right to come and see bout
Pete.s leg. ls' s R's + Y
Where is your brother. Thomas?'
Jaw, don't call me that amt
Thomas. I'm just Tom. Raggy Tom
they call me round the square. / sells
papes on the southwest corner of the
square, BUSINESS ain't SO bad this
time o. year. and I'm breakin' in
Pete"
'eHe can walk, then, can hep" The
physician had seated himself close to
his small caller. and was giving his
whole attention to the case in hand.
TELL me more about Pete
"Pete was born that way. Doctor
said one leg wasn't no good and never
was goin' to be. so when Pete got big
enough. saved me pennies and
bought him crutch. and after while
he got SOS he could use 1t. Then !
took him down to the corner and he
helped me sell papes in rush hours,
He likeg to be dom sonthin. but he
gets awful tired holdin' the papes and
hangfp' ON to his crutch." ]
Does he stay there all day."
Nav. not ali the time. Business
amt rushins only mornin's and
nights. ana Pete stays home part of
the time. On cold days he gifts shivery
cause he cant get round very fast
SOS to keep himself warm
rs there any news stand on that
corqere" the doctor asked, becoming
BtflI more Interested.
Nav, we dassen't put one up. Billy
Hahn. he's the Teller what had that
c6rner before me. be tried to get
IeaEe % put up stand alongside of
the fountain where there's plenty of
room, but the aldermen turned him
damn. He didn't have no pull. and |
aInst got none neither. Me and Pete
wax up on the northeast corner, and
when Billy got wet feet and pneumonia
and died. we come down to his cor
ner.
tom. are your father and mother
ILL., 80 81