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Show G), SUFFERING COUPLE TEANKFUL FOR ONE DOLLAR STOSY OF DISTBXS3 TOUCHED THE HEART OF YBJUSTK. IXIMT. "To The Bait Lake Telegram: . 0 'I am a subscriber to The Tele- so ) (ram. Jn reading your paper of February 27th. I aaw the account of the afflicted old couple who are 0 in aora distress, Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Shepperaon. ) W "I Inclose one dollar (Jl), trusting that The Telegram will aee thai () they receive the same. Tours truly. JOHN K. FLINT. 8 ! "Brtgham City. Utah." 8)l suffering:. It is ft pathetic case, and one that Is worthy of effort on the part of charitably Inclined persons, to secure some alleviation. One Kind-Hearted Brig-; Brig-; ham- City Man Sends . Contribution to Relieve Case of Sore Distress. When John K. Flint of Brigham City " read in The Telegram a story of the ruff ering and poverty of Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Shepperson, and sent one silver dollar to The Telegram for the aged couple, he Utile knew how gratefully . "would his contribution be received. . The Shepperson home is a single room at 437 West First South street. In this room, dark and small is a bed, a table, '. stove and chairs, the only furnishings, ' , and here live Mr. and Mrs. Shepperson. , He is more than 60 years old. and ! though in good health, can do little to earn a living, owing to a great affliction. afflic-tion. He is blind, almost totally so, being be-ing only . able to distinguish between, dark and light. Mrs. Shepperson has been troubled . for years . with a dry, hacking cough, ' and two months ago, her condition becoming be-coming worse, she suffered great pain, aoute bronchitis having claimed her as a victim. For a number of weeks the aged and afflicted couple suffered in silence, but about three weeks ,ago, Dr. J. S. Witcher, who will be buried in a day or two, learned of their plight. He attended them until the time of his last sickness, claiming the old lady as Tats patient, because of the unfortunate circumstances that surrounded the case. Better Quarters Needed. . ; But Mrs. Shepperson, weak from lack of the necessaries required by one in feeble strength and health, has not rained. The little room, stripped of its adornments, looks bare indeed. -To this room, and to this aged couple, - a Telegram reporter went yesterday, taking with hiro .the contribution of Mr. . Flint. Knocking at the front door of a two-W two-W story adobe house, he was shown though a dingy hallway to the door of the room occupied by the Sheppersons. Knocking again, a shuffling of feet, slow and unsteady, was heard, and in a moment mo-ment Mr. Shepperson appeared. A man of about middle height, with kindly smiling countenance, but with a careworn look: the clothing brushed so . clean that it fairly shone, and shoes neatly polished; such a man is Mr. Shepperson. His sightless eyes turned question-ingly question-ingly in the direction of the unknown visitor, and with gentle courtesy he said: . "I am Mr. Shepperson. Will you come in, sir?" With that, he ushered the reporter Into the humble room, with all the grace and dignity of a monarch In his castle. . On a bed sat Mrs. Shepperson. worn, haggard and pain-racked. A constant cough Irritated her and conversation on her part was impossible. . ' i . The errand of the visitor was quickly made known. .. "A subscriber of and a friend of The Telegram has heard that you and your wife were not comfortably fixed, and sent a contribution which he asked to have delivered to you," he said, at the same time handing the aged man a silver sil-ver dollar. I A glad light leaped Into his face as the coin was pressed in his hand. , Tears of Gratitude. ' j "Oh." he said. "We thank him." and as his voice choked and his Hps trembled, trem-bled, a tear glistened In his eyes as he continued: "It was so good of him. God bless him for his kindness of heart, ' and The Telegram too, for Its kindness." kind-ness." . .' ' "Mother has been sick a long time." he said tenderly as he turned toward t"he bed where 'mother lay, gasping, choking and coughing, "and we have really not had all that we need for her." Not a word of complaint for himself did he utter, bis only thought was for his life companion, "mother." j "Have you no physician?" the reporter re-porter asked. 1 Dr. Witcher was her physician up until a few days before his death." the old man said, almost overcome by emotion. emo-tion. "No work seemed to difficult for him to do for her, and all he ever got was our blessing and our thanks. But he' has gone now and we have another doctor." f airs. Shepperson's condition Is plti- CUle. She is advanced in years. Her btdy- is torn and racked' by pain and |