New-York tribune., 1921-01-30
"ISN'T there some aUay aUe
could get behind that
million dollars and h1IrrY 1t
up O. ittle"

| 4 could get behind thnt
million dollars and hurry 1t
up q lattle?"
toeing up for the fifth or sixth time,
she heard something else.
"'Sleep, Lottie?" he whispered
from the doorway.
She slowly turned her head and
smiled at him, proud Of his pride,
happy in his happiness as we'll as
her own.
'T been thinking" he said. eve
was going to call him Abner, same
as me. But seeing he's such hum
dinger, think we'd ought to call
him Samson-same as that Teller in
the Bible"
If there is anything in premoni-
tions, it may have been that pre-
monition swept over Lottie. Or per-
haps she had already been thinking
of time in the future which every
mother thinks about with an aching
heart-when her baby boy will be a
man and meet that woman who
sooner or later comes into every
mans life-the woman who will lead
him up to the gates Of heaven or
down to you-know-where.
II don't know" she said, a
shadow passing over her day Of days.
"Wasn't it Samson who was mixed
up with some woman who cut his
hair and made him feeble?"
"Don't you worry about this one !!
He'll never let any woman cut his
hair!"
NOW, to make both ends meet, Lot
tie took summer boarders, and
the first and last she ever took were
Professor Guildson and his baby
Helen,
The professors wife had died the
winter before he appeared on Bea-
con Hill, leaving him with the baby
"a poor, pale little thing that looked
as though it would soon follow its
mother.
1t is a we'll known fact, however,
that appearances are deceitful, and
when September came around Helen
had grown into such pink and
pretty little picture that it was final
ly decided that instead Of going back
to New York she should stay on the
farm, in the hope that she would
grow up into sort of a girlish
Hercules.
At that time Samson was ten
years old, and it wasn't long before
it became one of his chores to mind
the baby. At first he did it sourly
and with the expression Of one who
is taking quinine, but when Helen
grew old enough to walk and talk
to him he tolerated her and some
times even smiled, though gravely,
at the things she tried to tell him.
Meanwhile at school he was fol-
lowing his studies with the same
concentration with which he did al
most everything else; and at home
he worked around the farm, listened
to his fathers prophecies and possi-
bly, grew to think himself predes-
tined. The summer after he was
graduated from the Free Academy
Professor Guildson found an OPEN
ing for him In the city.
"The Mariners Ocean Insurance
Company--I know the president
we'll" he said. "Nine dollars a week
to start, and after that it depends
upon the boy himself"
"1n New York;" asked Lottie.
looking troubled.
"Yes---an easy address to remem-
ber---200 Wall Street."
So early the next morning Abner
drove them down to the station.
When the thain pulled out Samson
stood on the back platforrn, and
they waved their hands as long as
they could see him, and then they
watched the vanishing train.
"fohv said Abner, blowing his
nose In masterful manner. "Don't
you worry, Lottie. Any boy who has
had you for = mother, no amt go-
ing very far wrong"
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