Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1916-06-02


was so tender that II sometimes hurt
him.
A character like that OF John VIII
lett collects friends and followers and
supporters as poppy collects bees.
Rich and poor, good and bad. all had
good word to say for him. He never
could see any use in having enemies.
when it was so much easier and pleas
anter to have friends.
willett was an ideal family man.
His friends said it was too bad he had
only one child, since he passionately
loved all children and was such
| model father. Little Charlie Thomas
stirred his tenderness and prompted
him to arrange for his old friend, Billy
Jackson, the great specialist. to see
the child. If Jackson undertook the
case, Thomas would be allowed to
think he was paying the physician for
his services, and any differences be-
tween his customary large fee and the
amount Thomas could afford would
come out of willett's pocket Sam
Thomas could thus profit by Willett's
assistance and still hold to bis own
self-respect. He thought his wealthy
| friend the finest In the world.
Willetts interests were diverse.
Without following any specialized line
of business, he had acquired shares in
score of enterprises. Thus he was a
power In Sheffield. A pretty valuable
| and useful citizen, to be sure; any
city must be fortunate which pos
sesses John Willett.
1t was a foregone conclusion that
John Willett would use the utmost dis
| erection In picking out a preparatory
| school for Francis. He studied cata-
iogues and wrote letters all summer,
| and not until fortnight before the
beginning of term time did he make
| up his mind.
| For this beautiful boy he required a
schooling among the sons of an aris-
| toeracy, not alone of wealth, but OF
| breeding. Francis must be surrounded
| by influences that would continue the
shaping Of his manhood as John him
self had endeavored to shape 1t at
home. Francis had always responded
| eagerly to his fathers affection; John
Willett had reaped richly In the respect
and admiration that alone can repay
such love as his.
FRANCIS, old man. he said, on the
day before the boy would start for
school. you and father have been good
| pals. haven't WEI"
'The best ever" replied Francis with
enthusiasm.
Remember it," went on John Will
lett. And remember that no matter
what man does in the world, no mat
| ter what success he may achieve, 1t Is
nothing compared with his pride In a
fine son. You are fine son, my boy,
fine son. could trust you anywhere
to do the right thing, couldn't IT.
Yes Stree. you could dadv'
"Well, then, boy, you are going
away where you will have a lot OF
chances to choose between right and
wrong. You won't have mother or me
any more to run to and ask: Shall
do this?' or May do thatT Some
times you will not feel like putting
your problems up to your masters. You
will have to decide for yourself. Do
you realize it?"
'T'll try to. sir" The boy was quite
grave.
Then perhaps 1t will help you to
draw a little picture in your mind of
mother and me, with you standing by
rs asking our consent or advice In
this little picture ask your question;
then try to imagine how we should an
swer it. See what the expression Of
our faces tell you; decide just what the
most likely thing will be for us to say.
Isn't that a good way?"
Bully, sir; greatr'
80 you see, you can say to yourself
Whenever you have to decide what to
do or what not to do: My father has
set me good example. My mother is
as good as gold.'"
I'll always try to do like you, pop;
honest, will"
you will grow up and be bigger
man and better man than your IA
Their, dear little boy. expect it Of
you. / am going to be 50 proud of
you"
Francis threw his arms suddenly
about bis fathers neck. Sobbing lit
tie, he Rugged him close and patted the
bearded cheek, which, oddly enough, he
found little moist
Thus John Willett did his duty by
his son. And when next day he stood
on the station platform and saw Fran
els white handkerchief futter from the
rear door of the diminishing train. he
turned to his wife and said:
"The makings of fine, clean man,
dearest; thank God for him and pray
God to make him all you and I have
planned"
Mary Alice Brown. working happily
ten hours day In her little armed
turret at Stacey's. missed the OCCASION