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Show TJn Enfant Terrible. It was refreshing, tno. when a young child traveling eastward from th far W.--H lo !d a on .-r.-.al Jon close beside me with an utterly palLM and exhausted mother, which perhaps deserves narrating mure fuliy 1 never uaw a woman mot" utterly exhausted, whfJo the child seem. as fresh at sun?et as nt dawn It was when the through trains on the Boston Ac Albany still stopped at Wesl Newton, arei the conductor had Just called with vigorous vigor-ous confidence the nssfae of that station. After a pause th" . hleil exclalme'l as vigorously. vig-orously. Mother.'' to which the mother r; pond..!, perhaps for the I wo-h und reel th time- that day. In a is-eble voice. "What, dear'.''' when the following conversation ensued: "What did that man say, mother'.'" "He said West Newton " A pau fop reflection, tbi-n again. "Mother" "Whal"" What ,b, ih tt man say West N.-wton for, mother''" To this the noothl r, with an evasiveness dictated b despair, could only murmur "I don't know. ' This was too well tried a.n evasion, and the I unflinching answer came. "Don't v.,u know what he suld West Newton for, mother"" Thus demanded came the vague answer, Said it for the fun of it, I guess." By tills time all the e.ccupants of the car were listening breathlessly to tho cross-examination. Then came the Inevitable Inevi-table "Mother" and the more anil more hop.-lrss "V hat?" "Did that man sav v.' it Newton for the fun of It mother?" ' Y. s.'' said the poor sufferer, with an ever-increasing audience INte-nlng to h.-r vain evaslrn. The child paused an atom longer, and then Vontlnued, still inexhaustible, inex-haustible, but as If she liael forced her victim vic-tim in the yen last corner, as rh- had. "What was the fun of It. mother?" Thomas Wentworth Higglnson In the Atlantic At-lantic I |