The Syracuse Journal, Volume 1, Number 38, Syracuse, Kosciusko County, 21 January 1908 — Page 2

MY BOY’S WHISTLE. You nny talk of the pleasure that opera makes, And the thrills so ecstatic it grandly awakes, - ' But there is no inusic to give me a joy Like ' the light-hearted whistle of my . bonnie boy. It isn’t a tune, but a jumble galore Os all the notes in the musical And while to another it’s nothing but noise ■ ; _ To me it conveys a heart’s volume of joys. Many times .in the day lam straining my ear ’ At the door or the window that whistle to hear. And when from the distance comes floating the sound, I know that my boy on his homeway is bound. It tells me he’s well long before he’s in ! .sight, It says he is happy with childhood’s delight; Then, as it. grows’louder and nearer, I see My bOnnie brave boy wave a welcome to me. ' s When he whistles .while marching so gaily from school I know he lias missed neither lesson nor rule,. And, when from his play he comes whistliiig along, ' I am sure not a thing he has done that is wrong. Whenever that* blithe, merry whistle is still . I kno'w that my darling is certainly ill. And none but a -mother's so joyful as when / His lips sweetly puegpr to whistle again. Some day when the cares of the world he mpst share, When his . heart is no longer as light as the air, . His happy-go-lucky shrill whistle no more Will gladden my ears while I watch from the door. \ But I pray that the time may be long until then, And that when he marches through life withtbe men He ever will give his dear mother the joy She had when he whistled the tunes of a boy. ’ • —H. C. Dodge. © >^©^>s©“ ©; V >'©.> I The Girl I gt. i , L •• • *. *’ The nutn .in the big easy chair "looked across the table at his wife. “I ain repeating what Richardson said. He told me this morning that the boy had braced up in quite a wonderful way. He is"punctual aild energetic and works as if he meant to climb. Richardson says he is -positive that Edgar has stopped drinking. - His eyes have lost their dullness and his hand is steady!’ - . . . The woman breathed' more “Wh-what will you do, Robert?” “Do?" the man pnswered. “Ndthing. This isjn’t the first time the boy has tried to brace up. You know how iong it' lasted.” “But perhaps a word from you would help him. dear.” • 1 “No.” “You are his father.” “See here. Emily, this won’t do. I’m the boy’s father, and I’ve been a bad father. Where I meant to please him I proved liis worst enemy. He spent the money I-gave hU in wasteful living. But why speak of it? Before these doors are opened to him again he’s got- to prove that he’s ’tit to enter them. He hasn’t forgotten what I said to him. If there is a spark of manhood left in hfs breast he will make no attempt to come near us until he shows he is worthy,” x “Yoji are, very hard, “I’ve been softer than wax. I’m as hard as snail now. But, there, we’ve had enough of this for to-night. I told .Richardson not to rpport to me until a week from to-day. Then we can tell, perhaps, whether this, spasm of reform has any foundation.” >“lt will be hard to wait, Robert.” The man looked across at the woman. His stern face relaxed. ' “Let us hope for the best, my dear,’’ ' he softly said. It was a week later and thp woman had patiently waited for the man to unfold his news of the erring son. “Richardson reported again to-day",” s he said ,as he sank back in the easy chair. ' 1 ' . • “Well, dear?” " ' ; ,i ■ ; “The , boy continues to do himself credit, Richardson says he is grasping his duties with a firmer grip. The other (lay he came to Graham—-lie’s the head of the department—and told him he must haVe more pay. He said he knew he was worth more and that he could get a job at any time with the Ajax people. Graham will double his pay next week. He told Richardson the boy was well worth the raise. It seems that Richardson noticed the change in Edgar two months ago, but wouldn’t mention it because he was afraid it might not last.” He paused. “Sounds good; doesn’t it?” The woman’s head was bowed. She looked up slowly. “I know what’s brought, about this change,” she said half hysterically. “It’s a girl.” The man stared at her. •♦Thank God for the girl !” he. said in his quick and earnest fashion. ‘‘l—-I taust see her at once,” exclaimed the woman. “Go alow, Emily,” said the man.

“You are jumping at conclusions. But If there is a girl—a good girl, of cotirse —with enough influence to turn our boy into the right path—when his father and mother have failed —she is i not to be interfered with—do you hefar me?” There was a little silence. > “I did not want him, to marry Alice Landon.” said the wojilan. “Hush!” growled th 6 man. “lie will marry to please himself—if he marries at all—and there’s no probability that he will ask our advice; If your suspicion is correct—and I suppose it might be called intuit iort—don't interfere. There'll be nothing too good for the.girl who can awaken our boy to his duty Let her alone.” But the woman said nothing. •> iTwo nights later they were in their accustomed places beside the big library table. I The man suddenly smiled as he looked across at the woman. “There is a girl"’ he said. “Yes,” sakj woman, “I have seen her." The man stared at her. “I hope you did nothing-rash.” he said and his voice was almost harsh. “No,” she answered; “I was very careful; What do .you know about her?” r ?—- “Very little.. She is a stenographer in the factory office. She earns a fair salary and bears an excellent reputation. Edgar has been seen in her company a number of times. That's the .extent of my knowledge. You say you’ve seen her. How did that happen?” . ■ “It was easily planned, Robert. _ I Waited about the factory until Edgar cpime out —■! was in the little qntiflue shop across ■ the. way and he didn’t see rje—and, oh, Robert, our boy looks ten years older!” i She'paused with a little catch in her voice. ■ ' . i “Go on.” said the man. “Let’s hope lie has grown ten years the wiser.” “He) held himself straight. Robert, And I think there is a new look in pis.-eyps,” ■ ■ “Go on. you foolish mother.” “I saw him quite well because he crossed tlie road and passed in front of thd shop, walking . slowly. And after jtfae others had gone a girl came put oi| the officeMi slender girl, walking alinne. and when our boy saw her his face lightened up and -something deemed to grip my. heart.” ' . Tile! man softly laughed. ‘The mother love showing itself through maternal jealousy. Go on, my dear.” “Edgftr crossed the street quickly and fell into step beside the girl. They walked slowly, the girl looking up into his fkce now ahd then. There's no doubt that she loves him. Robert;” TTiO man softly laughed again. “And did your -eyes tell you this?” ■'“My eyeS and my peart. Robert. When Edgar and the girl turned the \\ J ■c' 'wSp S -'I “edclab fell into step beside the GIRL.” • - j _—. —. corner I hurried out and found Mlch-ael4-he» had the car a little side street—and I followed “In the car?” r ‘Tes, Robert.” “Rather an obtrusive way to trail your prey. But go on.” M “They were standing still when we turned the corner, but Edgar did not look around. Michael ran ahead slowly, and »as we passed them Edgar left the girl—she gave him her hand as he turned away—and ran and caught a car. The girl looked after .him—she is very fond of him, Robert.” “We will admit the fondness, my deaf. What next?” , “I told Michael to .stop at the curb and I leaned out of the carriage and called to the girl.” “Was that discreet?” ‘lWait, dear. At first she didn't hear me. And I called again, and she heard me and > eame toward the car. She hap a nice face, Robert.” The man laughed once more. “Your mother heart is defending the bo J's taste.” “No. Robert, the girl has an attractive face.”; “You will admit it's a little crafty and hard about the mouth?” “No.” ’ ' 4 • I*’And that it suggests paint and flaunts its powder.” “No, Robert.” “And that it fs feebly pretty and altogether cheap?” “No.” “Then it was much better than you expected?” . “Yes, Rooert. She has a nice face—not beautiful, but frank and clear eyed.” She paused. “If she has been . simply pretty it would have hurt me,

Robert. ,-It would have looked as if E*igar had been caught. by a dimple and a Ctrl. . But the affair is more serious than I thought.” He caught her eye and nodded. “What, you are telling me is good to hear,T he said. “I’m feeling easier about .Edgar than I have felt since he left (college. It looks very much as if his liking for this girl was the first sensible symptom he has shown. • .-'lid there’s another thiqjj” ", “Well Robert ?” “If thp girl can run the gaunlet of your critical mother eyes there must be something very attractive about her. But you haven’t told me all the story.” “I caiHed* to her and when she realized that L wanted her she came to the cay. 1 I told her I was nervous and a J little faint—which was quite true, Robert And I asked her if she wouldnlt sit by me for a few moments until the attack passed away. She looked] at me wohderlngly and then something in. my face decided her and she .todk -the seat by mjTside. I asked hers where she lived told me and' 11 directed Michael not to hurry. Then I talked to Jhe girl and found out something about her. She is an orphan and came to the city from ftn interior town. She has been well educated find is qualified to teach singing, but! her. present work is fully. as renuipeVativfe and more certain. And she is twenty-three.” Thq Inan laughed. ’That’s .extremely Interesting — I don’t refer to the age item especially. But go on.”' “1 don't know what she thinks of me. I tried to interest her.” “By asking her questions?” “1 asked no questions. She told me all this voluntarily. I am quite sure she will tell me more the next time we meet.” “Then you have planned to see her again?" • “Yes. I. am. going to’ take her with me for a ride in the parks,-. Wednesday evening. I told her I was a fussy old woman and that she was dding the best kind of charity work in amusing me. I said I had taken a fancy to her—and it’s" true, Robert.” “Eh!” “Yet, Robert. I can’t quite say that ; I am ready to take her as a daughter-inj-la\v. i Think of the talk it would make!” Thl? man .laughed. “I ,isee you haven't quite surrendered, niy dear. And* what's the girl’s name?” “Elinor Viets.” "That's not’ bad. Os course, you didn’t exchange cards?” "I thought Os inventing a name, butE couldn’t bring myself to do that. I suppose she thinks I'm a forgetful old creature who. doesn’t remember even the common nt ages of polite society.” The man leaned back in the deep chair and interlocked his fingers. “Well,’.’ he said, “things are not nearly as bad as they might be. Up to ■ the present moment I must frankly admit that the girl seems too good for the boy.” f , “Robert!” “It’s the unpleasant truth. Os course, he’s improving, but don't let your mother heart ‘cherish any belief that this fine .Voting girl—l take her at your own valuation—isn't much better than this wayward boy of ours. . But there, we'll postpone any further discussion until after the coming ride.” ' So it was Wednesday evening when they took up the subject again. The man was waiting in the library for the woman to come home. He looked up as she came through the doorway. Then he quickly arose and went to her, and took her cloak and led her to a chair. “Why. Emily,” be said. “What’s happened?” For a moment she could not find her voice: “Thtw are to be married Tuesday evening.” she sobbed. *■ The man whistled. “The boy seems to be developing energy along with his other awakened qualities. There, there, calm yourself and tell me about it.” The woman waited a moment. T drew her out,” she began, “and soon ’tound i that she wanted to talk to a whman—jit seems she has no intimate girl friends—and she told me just what I wanted to know, and yet dreaded tq hear. She is very fond of Edgar and she has the fullest confidence in him. He told her about his wild days and how he -quarreled with his father: and mother. She doesn’t know who his parents are—Edgar doesn’t want to talk about the past—but she feels'convinced they are wrong in their treatment of Edgar. She is sure they didn’t understand him, that liis mother was indulgent and his father Unwise. Edgar needed an object in life, he needed to be thrown op hls own resources. Now he had, her,” She paused and drew a quick breath. "Think of a mother listening to all this!” ‘‘lt is a rather novel situation,” said the man. s ‘Why. I can’t even give her a wed- ■ ding present,” she sobbed, t “You might send it anonymously,” he suggested. “But people who give wedding-presents never do that. Tuesday evening. : eh? Did you find out the name of the clergyman? “Yes. It was the Rev. Frank Darnley Darnley? Oh, yes, he is bn the Samaritan board. I met him. at the annual meeting the other day. He wanted to Interest me in some special mission work he has undertaken.” He looked around suddenly. “Would you like to go to this wedding?” “Yes. Robert.” “I might buy off the girl.”

The woman shook her head. “You haven’t money enough to do that. Robert.” “Fine. Then the wedding goes on. And to-morrow I will send for the Rev. Frank Darnley. He will be glad to come. I believe I have a little gift for his mission project. When he comes ,1 will make the necessary arrange- * meats.” He went ovfir and gently smoothed the woman's hair. “I think this is going to turn out all right,” he said. ’ It was Tuesday evening and the Rev. Frank Darnley sat in his little parlor and waited the girl and the man who had asked his professional services. It was a neat little parlor, - nicely .furnished, with folding doors that connected it with the sitting room beyond. These doors were closed, and tl»e Rev. Frank Darnley inspected them carefully before he answered the bell. When he returned from the front door he brought with him the girl and* the wayward son. He greeted them cordially and hade them be seated. “We are in something of a. hurry,”, said the young man. *“We have a brief little trip in view, and time tables make no provision for delayed happy pairs." He laughed and the young pastor i laughed with him. ’ The girl unfastened her traveling cloak. “Would it be ’possible,” she said, “for you to have a woman p»esent dm*- i ing the ceremony ? I have a ' fancy ■ that I would like it better.” The young paStor brightened. ( yes,” h4f answered. “I have I two visitors at the present moment, a | very worthy couple., I will ask them j to be witnesses^-in, accordance with the state law.” ' • And he slipped 'from the room. He was back presently. “They will be glad to aid tis.” he s..id a little hurriedly. ‘They will stand In the doorway here while the ceremony proceeds. If you -are quite reaily .you may arise?’ The doors at the back were softly opened. The ceremony proceeded, the most nervous members of the'trio being the ; Rev. <v Frank Darnley. Whpn it was over and the, Rev. Frank had shaken hands with both and wished them joy, the girl looked around and suddenly started. A man and woman had entered the room J but it was the woman who startled the gii' l - ' ■ “Why, madam!” sne cried. “Are you here?” And she advanced with .. her hands outstretched. The woman was crying and could not answer. But she opened het. arms and held the girl close. ' The bridegroom had whirled about, and ' then catching sight- of the man and woman had drawn back. “Elinor,” he cried, “do you know this lady?” The girl released herself from the I woman's embrace, “)Vhy, yes," she answered. “She has been kind to me—as a mother might be. There is no person I could so gladly greet on my wedding night.” The young man stared at her. “Don’t you know her name?" he demanded. “Why, no, Edgar; I don’t know the lady's name. I never thought of it.” ( He was still amazed. • . j “Do -you mean to say that you don’t ; know” this is my mother?” * j “Your mother!” slje cried. “Your ■ mother !■ Oh, lam very glad! Don’t i cry, mother.” • * I The older man took a step forward, j “Eddie,” he said, “I hope your re-I sentment doesn't go so far as to pre- I vent your father from kissing, his new daughter—God bless and guard her I” The younger man gave a quick step and put put his hand“Father !” Jie cried. And the Rev. Frank Darnley smiled approvingly.-—Pennsylvania Grit. Guarding? a Nail in Jerusalem. It has been’ asserted that the Holy * Land is in the hands of Moslems sim- ' ply because the Christians would quar’ j rel so over tile sacred sites if they , were in possession. If true, this is not .creditable to the feeling which ex- j : ists among the sects of Christendom; . In his recent book, “A Winter Pilgrim- * age.” Rider Haggard tells a story ol the military occupation of Jerusalem which puts this matter in a strong but unflattering light. . * I A gentleman in Jerusalem told me that not long he found a Turkish ; soldier on guard ih• some part of the Church ot the Holy Sepulchre where it was not ( usual for a sentry to be, , and inquired of him why he was; there. J He pointed to a nail in the. wall j and replied, “It is my duty to watch that nail.” Asked why, he explained that the Latins, or the Greeks. I forget which, had driven the nail with the view of hanging a picture; that a rival sect had furiously objected, saying that it Was all interference with their proper- ‘ ty, and wanted to pull out the nail; that thereuixm the Turkish government had intervened, and set him to watch the najl and see that no picture was hung upon it, and that it was pulled out, i To allow the picture to be hunp - would have been to admit the claims of those who drove in the nail. To allow it to be pulled but would have been to admit the claims of those who ! objected to the driving in of the nail. Therefore the nail mifst be preserved, - and the picture must not be hung; and, to see that this was so, an armed sentry must watch day and night For aught I know he may be watching still.

Still Bleeding. x “I had supposed until yesterday, doctor-, that the days of he bleeding of patients were past.” “And so they are. But what changed your mind?” : “The bill you sent me.”—Harper’s Weekly. The New Piny. He —Darling, all is over between us. She-f-Oh, George, this Is so Abruzzi. —Punch. ’ A Great Idea, L I itT/ ~) \ jFO “I think long walks would do me ' good.” I ■ " '! “All right. I’ll take you out in my j automobile a few times’” 11 A Good Idea. C-arrye—When he broke the engage-1 I inent did he ask you to return the ting? ' Grace—No. . . Carrye—Then I’d ’ send it back ,to .him. Under those circumstances it can’t be genuine.

, ; NOT NATURAL. J/ ' •' 0 Sitter—Well! Have- I at last got the pleasant expression you desire? Operator 1 -—Yes, sir. Now keep quite still, sir. I Sitter —Hurry up, then. It hurts my- face.—Punch.

’Who Will Answer? “Now, children," said the history teacher in her most impressive manner, “I wish you to remember that the time to ask questions, in my class Tis whenever anything is said which | you wish explained. Do not wait until j the time comes for recitation and then • complain that you ‘did not hear’ or i ‘did not understand* when I talked." : “Yes’in,” chorused the scholars cheerj fully. “Very well,” said the teacher, I “we will begin to-day with James 1.. 'who came after Elizabeth.” The nev I scholar raised his hand. “What is it?” ’asked the-teacher, graciously. “What made him come after her?” asked ths new scholar-eagerly. Standard. A “Why, Willie, what has happened"’ “Aw, nuilm I I’ve only been gettia’ acquainted “wif the new boy th it moved in our block." Breaking; the Ice. ! Eva —Harry proposed while skating. 1 He knelt on the ictf ten minutes"ai.d then I accepted him suddenly. ' I Edna—Because he told you his heart was melting? Eva —No, because the ice was meting. 0 " Dream That Didn’t Come True, i Sapleigh—Do you know, Miss Ethal, I dreamt last night that you and I were married, | Miss Ethel —Oh, did you? How p«r- j ' fectly street! Now, tell me, who was my husband? —Boston Transcript. Happy, “That young couple seem to be enjoying themselves immensely. Are tley married?" • ' ' j “Yes, but not to each other.”—Flegende Blaetter. As Represented.Political Bbss —You told me before election your name would be all ©ver town. Now your name is mud. Candidate (happy, though def eat el) —Well, or—isn’t mud all over town!;

Gave Him a Grilling. Th® meek little man was showing his friend around his new residence. “And what room Jfe that?” queried the friend as they * came to another door. • “The grillroom,” sighed the meek man. 8 “Did I understand you to say grillroom?” “You did. That Is where my wife tikes me when she wants to give me a curtain lecture on smoking too many cigars and remaining out after TO p. m.” j Narrow Escape. Kind Lady—Rembnfber. my ' poojt man. that fortune never chases anyone. Sandy Pikes—Durino about that, mum. I had $5,000 to chase me one time.Kind Lady—You really mean it? I Sandy Pikes—Yes, mum, it was in | the shape of an Imported bulldog and I just made de fence by two feet. With the Minstrels. “Yeas,” said Mr. Bones, as he twisted his mustache, “my sistah. Lucy am' ; a great belle. Last might she had two beaus callin’ on her at once.’ One was named Mlstah Little and one- was named Mlstah Long. Sistah just sat deh singin’ de whole ebenin’.” “Sat deh singin’ de "whole ebenin,’. Mlstah Bones?” broke In "Tambo. “What was de song de young lady was singin’?’’ “Why, Tub Me Little, Lub Me Long?" p Church—They usually J pass around the contribution plate in otir church before the sermon. ■ - . ’ Gotham—Why is that, do you Suppose? “Because so mrtny men wake up cross.”—Yonkers Statesman. <

Iteversed. Old Uncle George Washington had been patiently building a scaffold . around a tall chimney. Suddenly the light boards collapsed and came down on Uncle George like an avalanche. 1 “Ah,” said the owner of the chimney as he came out to discover the cause of the noise, "I see you are bn the job, Uncle George?" Uncle George rubbed the dust out of his eyes arid. slowly emerged«from' the wreck. “No, sah,’”he responded, “instead oh being on de job et luks like do job am on me.” t . ’ Not Growing. Mrs. Oak Parke (reading)—lt states here that Nero had 200 cooj<s. Mr. Oak Parke —Well, don't worry,'l Lucy> we’ll never catch up’with his record. We’ve only caught one so far .and couldn’t keep her. The Jfcew Congressman. “When you get to Washington, s > don’t you be afraid to work for tin. public service.” ■ , ‘ . “No, dad. It’s the secret service fm afraid of.”-~Cleevland Plain Dealer, i Her Nature. Miss Katherine —She carries her head too high. •Miss Kidder—Well,’ she crin’t help being tall. Very High. She —-Do you think the food in this restaurant is healthful? . i He (absently)—Yes; but the prices are sickening. ’ ' Proper Maxim. , “Yes, I’m going on the stage' I ; hope to play Juliet. ’■ ' s “Well, think twice before you act once I” 1 What Did He Mean! New s Medical Student—Professor, , where did you «get all those skele- ( tons?” Professor —Ssh-I We raised them. ’ Pop’s .View. Jimmie—Say, paw, what is executive ability? ' > Paw —Getting somebody to do the I work while you do the bossing. The Tactful Husband. “'How did you cure your wife of chattering so much?” “I told her that when her lips were closed they formed a perfect Cupid’s bow.” —Cleveland Leader. Might Have Missed the Lui, “I suppose you have read Shakespear’e’s works?” said the young man from the East. “Yes, all of them,’’ replied Miss Fitz of St Louis; “that is, unless he has written something within the past year.”—Chicago News,

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Oht of Order. Champ Clark loves to' tell of how ln the heat of a debate Congressman Johnson of Indiana called an Illinois representative a jackass. The expression was unparliamentary, and in retraction Johnson said: ‘ . "i 1 “While I withdraw the unfortunate word, Mr. Speaker, I must insist that the gentleman from Illinois, is out of order.” “How am I out of.order?’ yelled the man from Illinois. ‘ ' “Probably a veterinary surgeon could tell you,” answered Johnson, and that Was parliamentary enough to stay on tile record.—Success Magazine. COULD NOT SHAKE IT OFT. Kidney Trouble Contracted -by; Thnnuanda in tbe Civil War; James W. ‘Clay. 666 W. Fayette < St.. Baltimore, Md:. says: “Il was troubled with kidney complaint ; ’Tom

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