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Show sft-oi.. I: 1 "hui & i Because of One. n t'h'i I Because of one dear infant head diOirt i With polden hair, npHrt- f To me all little heads it ! A halo wear; )p0!h'J An'1 for one saint,y face I knew, 1 pl-n!! 1 ' A" babes are fair, minor f ; Because of two wide, earnest eyes "in J Of heavenly blue, hr" I Which look with yearning gaze i. j, f. My sad soul through, 3f ihP 4 AH eyes now fill mine own with tears, . rcait 1 What'er their hue. j Beraus of little death-marked lips I "Which once did call 1 My name in plaintive tones, i No voices fall Upon my ear in vain appeal j j From children small. at if ! Two little hands held in my own, p rx- I Long, long ago, vuiI j Now cause me as I wander through is, I j This world of woe i,ppj,' To Hasp each baby hand stretched out shIp j In fear of foe, I'lood J The lowest cannot plead in vain 38 . Si I loved him so. thai j ; j -Selected. -re- j j AUNT BUST HAS HER SAY. ita j. Dpar Nieces and Nephews: Aunt a nc j Busy has a number of very interesting ative I letters in her department this week f from a group of very interesting chil-theiJ chil-theiJ j i dren. who live on the Pacific coast. mrn. I'; They call themselves little "clam dig-near dig-near t. pers," and Aunt Busy thinks they are and 1 very, very dear little "clams," too, and p m very bright young people, men i I Ehe on'y h0Pes that the little "clams" are ! ""ill not neglect her for the future. I I- t they do, why. Aunt Busy w ill write her H'y l' "troubles" to Rev. Father Held and man U Sister Michael. who will bring the lit-sion lit-sion f tie "clams" to order very . promptly, Aunt busy Is sure. . Aunt Busy will be ! r to I . glad to receive a story or descriptive lhe ? article from a Seattle niece or nephew, le a j A description of your school will be and t ver" interesting, or one of your city. I Please do not neglect Aunt Busy, now, ' because she will expect to hear from ft you often, and the poor old soul will be to ! disappointed if you forget her. br j Once more Aunt Busy extends to the la,s ' - dearest children on the Pacific coast a :han 1 1 warm,' glad welcome. AUNT BUSY. I LETTERS AND ANSWERS. an- I Seattle, "Wash.. April 14, 1903. ka- j Dear Aunt Busy: This is the first x I time that I have ever written you a lets' let-s' ter- Our dear Father Hild brings your M 1 I'aper over to our room so Sister Mi-the Mi-the chael Archangel may read us the let-Che let-Che ; ters and stories. I think you are about 0fl. I 1 years old. Hoping that you will receive mc as ose 'i one of 3our nephews. Your nephew, rnit I EDWIN O'NEIL. rou 1 A very glad welcome, dear Nephew I Edwin. Aunt Busy is delighted to hear ics. I ' from the dear children in Seattle. i Your Father Hild is certainly a very ?nt i kind and good priest to take such an to I interest in the boys and girls. I You have not guessed Aunt Busy's ifh I ape yet. Edwin. Poor old woman! She 're i wishes that she were 51. Write often, ve i s I j Sacred Heart School, April 14, 1903. r f I Dea.r Aunt Busy: I hope you are not ! too -busy" to read a letter from me, ''s an(l that it will not make your hair any I Krayer, but I don't think it can be 1101 ; much whiter by the way you have been r describing yourself. Well, auntie, I feel vcry sorry for you and the next time , ) 1 set my hair cut I'll send you some, , : er rather all of it. All the boys of my I cIass are willing to do the same to help i m&.ke you a switch not for the rail- j i : road. Your age Is a real puzzle. Having no I i?eth is no si?n 5"u are old, because : I babies have no teeth, either. I hardly! think you a baby. I am becoming ex hausted so much hasten to pen my ' J Pood-bye. Your up-to-date nephew, n !! THOMAS WOODS. t Dar boy. Aunt Busy will never be ij: 00 "busy" to read your interesting let- 0 ' ters. You are very kind to be willing n j to donate your hair, Thomas, but you j ' 1 hotter save it for yourself, because j the modern American man becomes j bald very early. Yes. dear feMow, Aunt . Bupy's age is a puzzle. You showc d j - Rrat wisdom when you did not attempt j y , ? guess. Aunt Busy hopes to hear P i 'rni you often. Your letter is very t original and witty. You certainly are - 5 "n "up-to-date" nephew, and old Aunt 1 IJ'Jpy likes you. I' Seattle. Wash.. April 15, 1903. T)far Aunt Busy: It is about time that one of the Seattle girls would j 'ritft to you, especially from the Sa- j J!r"d Heart school. This afternoon our tearhr, Pister Michael, told us that we might write. I was very glad. Sister Jad about the girls and boys trying to ; u"!!s Vur age. They all guessed about i "n or 40. but I think the way you talk ; 1 f yourself you are about 65. It is veal-I veal-I Jv too bad. Aunt Busy, that you have i I no t'oth. but if you have no objections ' 1 will send you a set of false ones. I wntp in order to become one of your Wfr-rs. I am 12 years old and in the B,,:th grade. Answer soon, please, for I am anxious to know if I may send you the teeth. Your anxious niece. ARTHEMISE GOULET. Aunt Busy agrees with you, dear lit-f lit-f nip'p, that it is quite time for Scat ty children to write. From the splen-C-J ktters she has received she regret3 pxrco.iingiy that they have been so long Ending to write. Aunt Busy would; Jo VP to know your sweet, kind teacher, j ''"ter Michael. Did she teach you to j ntf7 Your penmanship is a credit to Joursolf and your excellent school. I 1 unt Rusy congratulates you on your ; I tearhf-r. Now. about Aunt Busy's age! The J,r,or old soul is not G5. She is very i murh obliged to you for offering the ctn, but she has a perfect horror of , ftore teeth. The poor old soul would rather eat mush all her life than own ise teeth. Please write often to Aunt ufy. Continue to improve in your Writing, dear. j Saerea Heart School, Seattle, .Wash., I April 14, 1903. J ti rar Aunt Busy: I expect you'll be , j Kiaa to hear from Seattic, and be happy a little v'oanotiJer n!ece' evn if 1 ai" a all th - i t !racred Il-&rt whool. and rurs th1S think there is no sc,hl le try"'f Tfy 3re right' for 1 think ycti ever come to Seattle be crL. d alJ at the Sa"e1 Heart ciln nQ TSt boys and Sirls on the Pa-AvnhZ Pa-AvnhZ Ur tfach. Sister Michael t-n says we are' so il must be i. ue. ith much love. From your new niece, AGNES KENNEDY. A ?Jad, glad welcome, dear little clam digger." Aunt Busy only hopes to claim many more little "diggers" for nieces and nephews. Aunt Busy agrees with you about your school, Agnes. Judging from your ! nrigdt letters the Sacred Heart school must certainly be excellent, and your dear teacher. Sister Michael, must be a "ciarling." Aunt Busy would dearly love to visit your school, but she sends nc-r best wishes to you all and to your teacher. You will write often, please. Aunt Busy is delighted over your bright, well written original letters. Six Little Words. (From "The Wisdom of the Brahman.") feix little words lay claim to me each passing day: I ough, I must, I can, I will, I dare, I may. I Ought that is the law God on my heart has written. The mark for which my soul is with strong yearning smitten. T Must that is the bound 6et either side the way, By nature and the world, so that I shall not stray. I Can that measures out the power intrusted in-trusted me Of action, knowledge, art, skill, and dexterity. I Will no higher crown on human head can rest; 'Tis freedom's signet-seal upon the soul impressed. I Dare is the device which on the seal you read, By freedom's open door a bolt for time of need. I May among them all hovers uncertainty; uncer-tainty; The moment must at last decide -what it shall be. I ought, I must, I can, I will, I dare, I may: The six lay claim to me each hour of every day. Teach me, O God! and then, then shall I know each day That which I ought to do I must, can, . will, dare, may. Mr. Butler's Defender. A tramp who had made himself a bed of hay in the Happy- Hollow school house was responsible for the fire that burned the house to the ground on the Saturday night before the school was to have opened on Monday. It was supposed sup-posed that a spark from the pipe of the tramp had ignited the hay, and in a short time the house was in ashes. There was no money with which to build a new school house, and It was at first thought that the district would not have any school that winter. Avery Sharp lived within a short distance of the school house site. He had just completed com-pleted a barn larger than he would need that winter, and he offered the use of a part of the barn for a school room for the fall and winter terms of the school. The offer was accepted by the school board, 'and on the Monday after the fire a number of the men in the district went to Avery's house to get the barn ready for school. A room about twenty feet square was partitioned parti-tioned off. ruds seats and desks were made of unplained pine boards, a very large stove, bought in the town six miles distant, was set up in the middle of the room. thre windows were set in the. wall, and th.- barn was ready for occupancy by the school. This hastily improvised school room was quite as comfortable and much I cleaner than the old school house had been. The novelty of going to school In a barn pleased the children, and we were all in a good humor when the school "took up." iis we called it. th; next Wednesday "If Si Barton and Jerry Dunn, and the other big boys would only behave themselves when they start in we can have a lovely school this winter." said Lucy Drewe to Nannie Ross at recta time on the first day of the school in the harn. ""ies, 'if they only behave themselves. them-selves. It provokes me to see the way those rowdies act." "Don't it. though," replied Lucy. "I wish that we would some time get a teacher who would and could sail in and give that Si Barton the best thrashing a boy ever got in his life! He . is the leader and if he could be made to behave be-have himself the teacher could probably get along mith the other boys." "But," said Nannie, in a lower tone, as she glanced toward the school house, "you can see for yourself that Mr. Butler But-ler cannot make Si Barton behave himself him-self if Si takes a notion. The teacher whipped off his coat and pushed back his sleeves. He knew that ; he was no match physically for the bullv before him, but he was not to be intimidated on that account. His voica was perfectly steady, as he said: "I give you warning. Si Barton, that vou will be sorry for this!" "Vw please don't lick me, teacher, said Si. affecting a whine that made some of the boys laugh. "Silence!" commanded the teacher in a voice that caused even Si to wonder a litt'e. "The fact is. Mister Teacher, that thincs have got kind o' dull in this school and I propose to liven them up." said "Then I have come to the conclusion con-clusion that you ain't just the person I want for teacher of the school. I want somebody that there'd be some glory in me lickin once in awhile, and there won't be any glory in licking such a rIssv as you. La, I could do you up with one hand tied behind me. Whoa. thThe rnulhad pulled back again and Si gave the animal a (fuff on the head with his palm. , Si knew that there would be no interference in-terference on the part of Abner Sharp, for Avery and his wife had gone to 1 town that afternoon and there was no on in the farm house. Leading the mule forward until it stood in front of the teacher's little table. Si called out to Jerry Dunn: "Say, Jerry, you come and hold this royal charger while I assist our young friend to mount, seein that he will probably decline to mount the beast of his own accord." Jerry came forward with a grin on his face, and when he had taken the halter in his hand. Si whipped off his coat and said: "Now. my friend, you are goin' to mount this royal steed whether you will or no. And before you do so you might as well take a fond adieu of your beloved scholars, for I can tell you that this is your last day as their dear teacher." He said this with a leer and stepped on the platform to lay hands on the Wcher. To his amazement und to the surprise of the whole school, Mr. But-lr But-lr stepped forward, drew back his right arm and planted a blow squarely between the eyes of Silas, who gave a yell of rage and pain as he staggered back directly behind the mule. Then there was a still louder yell from Silas, for the old mule suddenly let one bony I hind leg fly out and Si went reeling i to the wall of the school room, wherr-he wherr-he fell in a bean, crving out: "O-o-oh! He's killed me! He's killed me! O-o-oh, my leg. my leg!" The teacher was on his knees by the side of Si in an instant. Every trace of anger and resentment was gone from his voice as he said: j "I'm sorry, Silas! Are you badly hurt?" j Suddenly there was a yell of pain from some one else who had also been hurt. Frlghrvied by the yells of Si and rebelling against the entire situation, the mule had suddenly caught Jerry Dunn's arm between its big, yellow teeth, and had bitten him until Jerry dropped the bridle and began to howl with pain. The mule, now free from restraint, would probably have made sorry work in the school room had not the teacher suddenly jumped to his feet and caught the animal by the bridle and called: "Whoa." There was something in his voice that compelled obedience, and the mtflp stood quietly as the teacher stroked him gently for a moment, and then led him to the door and turned him loose into the barn yard. Then Mr. Butler gave his attention to Silas, who was still lying oh the floor writhing in pain, as well he- might, for after a hurried examination ex-amination the teacher said: "Well. Silas, I fear that it is you instead in-stead of I who will have to say goodbye good-bye to the school for a while, at least, for your leg is broken and I fear that it is a very bad fracture. We'll get you home as soon as we can and one of the boys must go for a doctor. Let me see what has been done for you, Jerry." Jerry had dropped into a seat, grasping grasp-ing his arm and winching with pain. There were holes in his sleeve caused by the sharp teeth of the mule. When he had taken off his coat it was seen that' his shirt sleeve was soaked with blood, and the . teacher feared for a time" that the teeth of the mule had fractured the bone of the arm, but this did not prove to be the case. "You'll have a lame arm for a long time, Jerry," said the teacher, "and I advise you to go home at once and have- your arm attended to. I shall have all I can do looking after Silas. He must be taken home at once. School is dismissed for the rest of the day." Mr. Butler, assisted by some of the thoroughly subdued chums, hitched one of Avery Sharp's horses to a wagon, the bed of which they filled with hay. They lifted SI into the wagon and Mr. Butler himself took the reins and drove to the heme of Si's father. It was after dark before the doctor arrived from the town four miles distant, and it was nearly midnight before the teacher got away from the Barton farm. He went to see Si nearly every day, and long before the injured boy was on his feet again he had become, one of Mr. Butler's But-ler's firmest friends, j There was peace and harmony in the school from the day of the advent of "the new scholar," as some of the children chil-dren laughingly called the old mule. The fearful bite he had received and the unexpected exhibition of "grit" and muscle on the part of the teacher, had so subdued the cowardly Jerry that he was as tractable as any 5-year-old boy in the school; and with Jerry and Silas both under subjection the teacher had nothing at all to fear from any of the ether pupils. The remainder of the term was one of the most delightful in the history of the district, and when a handsome new' school house was built the next summer sum-mer it was the unanimous ..vote of the school that Mr. Butler should be the t?acher. He accepted the position and never before had Happy Hollow been ! such an appropriate name for the ' school. Rodney Burton, In American I Boy. |
