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Show train pulled in a quarter of an hour ; before his train came. He watched ; an old lady step from the car ami look anxiously about her as though I she expected someone to meet her. t Her countenance fell as did her suitcase ns she concluded she was j alone. t The boy remembered that he was j a Boy Scout and offered to carry her suitcase for her. She looked I suspiciously at him and told him she could carry them very well, j "Why I'm alright, I am a Boy Scout and should do a good turn to some- J body every day." the scout smilingly j assured her. So she gave him one j suitcase and held to it ns he carried ; it into the station. She looked, dis- j appointed and upon inquiry he U found that she had come a long : way and expected to be met when 3 she arrived. She gave him the ad- j dress she was seciclng and as he stepped out to talk to a taxi driver he could see that a snow storm was j beginning to whip and whirl around j the corners of the buildings. The taxi driver would take the j old lady to her destination for fifty ; cents. "Won't you do it for a quar- ter?'' pleaded the hoy as he squeezed his carfare affectionately in his pocket, "Can't do it," came the reply J "I'd lose money. 3 "The disappointed boy went back j into the station, the woman had J isolated herself in a corner and was ; crying. He must help her, he would help her and running to the cab j driver again asked eagerly, "Say, ! mi tor, will you talce her for a quar- j t-v if you don't get any passengers i'L.m the next car?" The driver laughed but said "Yes" and the boy J ran inside with a prayer in his I heart that no passengers would j come. 5 The car stopped, his car, the I storm was growing worse and lie ; watched breathlessly as the pns- seugers climbed from the steps. The taxi driver called in vain, the train j moved on, the boy was glad. He j helped the old lady into the taxi j and reassured her of the safety with ! the driver who would take her to 3 the i."Z-''r"ll'.of the house that -her, address indicated. The storm grew steadily worse, j but the boy was happy and began to whistle as he waved a good-bye to his old lady friend who rode up the i road little suspecting that the boy : had seven miles to walk with a j snow storm beating hia face every step. 3 THE DAILY GOODTURN How a Springville Boy Scout Spent a Dollar and a Day in Provo. By R. D. DOMAN. "You've worked well this summer my boy," said the praud father, as the last load of beets were sold, "And what would you like to do to celebrate?" The bright-eyed youth |
