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Show FIRST OIGHS OF LOVE. .1 - ' ' Elderly Man Recalls an Event of the Long Ago.. "Speaking of boys," said an elderly n"in whoso son was walking briskly down tho path, "I remember the llrsl , aortal call I ever mado'on a young Udy. I guess I didn't look quite ns slick as my son does this jyenlns, but I know I felt full as uucomfort-nblo." uucomfort-nblo." "It was about two hours beforo tho usual time for giving up work when I Jeiked tho plow out of thu furrow nnd drove thu old mule' toward the house. Mother was at the woodpllo gathering chips Into her apron. 'My land!' she cxclnlmod, in amazement. 'What's tho matter, Henry?' " Nothing," I ainwered, and started start-ed h mnlo for tho barn, filled his maiifccr wiih hay nnd walked reso-lutoly reso-lutoly toward the house. Mother was Insldo now nnd I was thankful, At tho sink I secured a bar of yellow soap and a towel. I filled the tin basin with water and carried It up to my room, t-suatly I made my toilet at the bench In ths yard. "1 struggled Into a stldy starched shirt and msiini?'l my hnnday diagonals. diag-onals. I had trouble with my shoes, for they uere tight at the best of limes, liy this time I heard ray father's voirp, and in a moment my mother called. 'Supper. Henrv!' "I wasn't hung i y. My father was seated at the table. Hoth he and mother looked at me. There wjis an awftl silence. I tr!id several .'times, and at IaBt managed tv say. You don't care If I take the sorrel mare and the buggy, do you?' "'Certainly not, my son.' said father. fath-er. Presently he coughed. "'Going to a political meeting, Henry?' "'Now, fathor.' said mother "I got up and pushed my chair back. "'I was Just asking,' said father. I didn't -an any harm.' "I shook my head and hurried out to harneiw the sorrel. And, dear me"! Here's my own boy beginning to get notions Into his head." |