The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1921-04-21

oven done. botsw MIR Bloggs
seemed 20 say with a look ~ Joy as II
he now perceived that the enemy was
In full retreat.
"There's no worse company. these
days. than boarded coin" said the
priest. 81 won't let II plague you any
more"
Father O'Nell took the coin from
the drawer. II fell from his fingers
with n merry laugh as II bounded on
the floor and whirled toward the door
way like one overjoyed and eager TO
he on.
"God bless you. my boy May II
buy for you the dearest wish Of your
heart"
"Hal Ia =" laughed the little tin
soldier for he knew the dearest Wish
OF the boy far better than the priest
knew II.
Mr.. Singleton called soon after Fa-
Their O'Nell had gone away.
"The top Of the morning 10 you !"
he shouted. ms he came into Bob's
room
'Its all right top and bottom" Bob
answered cheerfully.
SIS there anything can do for your
the minister went on. I'm regular
Santa Claus this morning. I've got n
thousand dollars that Mr. Bing sent
me. It's for any one that needs help"
"we1l he all right ms soon as our
load Of wood comes II will be here
tomorrow morning" said the Shep-
herd
"I'll come and cut and split II with
YOU" the minister proposed. THE
cIoauence Of the Ak Is better than
that OF the tongue these days Mean
while I'm going to bring you little
Jag in my wheelbarrow. How about
beefsteak and bacon and eggs and
all thatT'
81 guess we've got enough to eat,
thank you" This was not quite true,
for Bob, thinking Of the sick. whose
people could not go TO market, was
inclined TO hide his own hunger.
"Ho, no" exclaimed Mr. Bloggs, for
he knew very well that the boy was
hiding his hunger
do you call that a lie?" the Shep-
herd asked as soon as the minister
had gone.
"A little one! But In my opinion II
don't count" said Mr. Bloggs. you
were thinking of those who need food
more than you and that turns II square
around. call IL golden lie-1 do"
The minister had scarcely turned
the corner Of the street, when he met
/ Hiram Blenkinsop, who was shivering
/ along without an overcoat, the dog
Christmas at his heels.
Mr.. Singleton stopped him.
/ "Why. man! Haven't you an over
coat7" he asked.
"No, sir! It's hangin' on peg In a
pawnshop over I'm Hazelmead. 1t amt
dom the peg any good nor me
neither -
"Well, sir, you come with me-" said
the minister. Its about dinner time,
anyway, and ! guess you need lining
as well as covering"
The drunkard looked into the face
OF the minister
SAY II ag!n," he muttered.
81 wouldn't wonder II a little food
would make you feel better" Mr.. Sin
gleton added.
"a little. did you sayr' Blenkinsop
asked.
Make II lOt-ns much as you
can accommodate
"And do you mean that We want me
10 go an eat in yer houseT'
"Yes, at my table-why notr'
at wouldn't be respectable. | don't
want to be too particular, but tramp
must draw the line somewhere"
"TIl be on my best behavior. Come
on" said the minister.
The two men FASTENED Up the street
followed hv the detected little yellow
dog Christmas.
Mrs Singleton and her daughter
were out with committee Of the
childrpn'S helpers and the minister
was dining alone that day and. as
usual. AT one O'Clock, that being the
hour for dinner in the village Of Blng-
vile.
TEL me about yourself" said the
minister rs they sat down at the ia
BILE
"Mysclf-did you say?" Hiram Blen-
kinsop asked as one of his feet crept
under his chair to conceal its disrepu-
table appearance, while his dog had
partly hidden himself under a serving
table whore he seemed 10 be shiverlng
with apprehension as he peered out
with raised hackles, at the stays head
over the mantel.
"Yes."
81 amt got any Self, sir; It's all
gone" said Blenkinsop, as he took a
swallow of water
"a man without any Self is a curl.
Gus creature" the minister remarked
I'm as empty as woodpecker's
hole in the winter time. The bird has
flown. belong to this ERE dog. He's
poor dog. I'm all he's got II he
had 10 pay a license on me I'd have
10 be killed. He's kind 10 me He's
the only friend I've got"