The Rathdrum tribune. (Rathdrum, Idaho) 1903-1963, 1916-02-25
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come over here? You'll let me hav
your howersY'

come over here? You'll let me have
your howersY'
The girl nodded. well, you are "a
good SPORT" said Tim, and their laugh
ter mingled together.
But you must be good" she admon-
ished him. You must be my knight
Grant and guard my garden"
And so faithfully did Tim perform
this task that Mollie was called hastily
one day by Nora to bandage an offend
ing brothers head upon which Tim
had used his one weapon of correction
the crutch
Mollie watched each morning with
eyes which tried to be sternly disap-
proving as the master of the lawless
household entered his waiting car. 1t
was difficult to frown continually upon
one so gayly happy.
And the mans own brow would wrin-
kle perplexedly Mt the girls forbidding
salute In return to his friendly Good
morning"
Mollie wondered If the suffering wife
In the hospital had no influence at all
over those cruel blows. She heard him
call to the boys quite savagely one
evening, you stop thatw Selling upon
the first excuse for Intervention at
hand, she picked up a tray Of Nora's
freshly baked cookies and ran to the
garden wall. Here, boys" she called
over its top. "I've something for you"
In an eager medley they came and,
when they had been rewarded, as
swiftly departed.
Mollie found herself looking directly
into the mans smiling eyes. "You are
very good to my boys" he said Mol
lie hesitated, in anxiety to say the
right word.
"One can do so much MORE" she re-
marked, "by kindness-than by-force."
II agree with you" The mans tone
was hearty. and" continued Mollie,
little Tim was, no doubt, too frail for
much schooling but-he has such an
apt mind-if he had but-half a chance
now" Her voice reproved his neglect,
but the man was most amenable. II
know" he said. II intend to see that
Tim hasa good education"
Mollie turned slowly away-again
that helpless feeling of defeat. His
mother" she asked perfunctorily-"i
she doing well?"
Every well, they tell me-" the man
replied. He sought to detain her as
she went up the path. "Pm going to
take Tim in to see his mother tomor-
row." he told her. So, in strange con-
tradiction of emotions, Mollie gathered
her choicest flowers, and when upon
the morrow the shining automobile
waited before the next house door she
went forth in her white rufiled frock
to place the roses in Tins thin arms.
"You will give them to your moth
err" she said. 1t was hard to recon
cile this tender father who settled Tim,
the little cripple, SO carefully among
his cushions with that unspeakable ia
ther whose cruelty had SCARED the
same small body.
In the evening the man came back
alone. II had to leave Tim there In
the hospital" he explained. ut seems
he was not as we'll as they at first
thought The broken limb has not
mended as 1t should, and it has to be
forcibly broken again. He wants you.
He says he can bear it better If you are
there, holding his hand" The mans |
voice broke off huskily, and Mollie |
raised pale face.
Il shall be ready to go with you in |
the morning" she said. So as they I
entered the hospital room the boy look |
ed up with his own cheerful grin. II
knew you'd come" he told Mollie. |
You're good SPORT"
The girl laughed shakily as she press
ed her tear wet face to his. "You must
show me now" she said, what good
sport you can be-"
Sure" Tim answered brayely
When it was all over Mollie turned to
ind the mans eyes fixed upon her in
sort OF worshipfHl alteration. Warm
ly he grasped her trembling hand.
You are one of Gods angels" he
said softly.
SO across the still motionless body
or the little lad they gazed wonderingly
into each others face as at the birth
of some new joy.
Say" murmured Tins weakly re-
turning voice, don't let them keep me
ASAS' huhc ulul luke me Dack to the
country. You-make him." His en-.
treating eyes were on Mollie. He'll
do whatever you say. He's dead stuck
on you"
Mollie turned about breathlessly.
Oh" she cried, "he doesn't know what
he Is saying. He is quite out of his
mind" But the man regarded her
quietly
Tim does know" he replied, "just
what he is talking about" Then as
Mollie stood staring speechlessly the
boy again spoke. HE is good" said
Tim-"most as good as you are. !
Doesn't he come down to the hospitals
where homeless kids are getting better
of different things, and doesn't he pick lie
'ut bunch Of 'em and carry them out
to his get well house? You come
along,' he says to me, and I'll fatten
7ou up In the country. and my mother M
1tdn't care where I was and INV dod | W