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Show A I.lttln l'lilloio)lii,r. fl Out In lilverslde there lives n llttlo I chap who deserves a place In the world's philosophy along with Mrs; Wlggs nnd David llaruin. Ho Is by ' nature sunny, and Is apt tn take tlie world as It comes along. Ills that aro childhood tragedies to most youngsters , he usually passes by with a smile. For this he rightly has been consldi-rei something of a wonder, hut tho ell-max ell-max came the other day. He bail gone to play with a neighbor's child and tho hoys, seeking excitement, hnd managed to climb to the top of a big tree. Our little philosopher had only Just reached the top when his foot slipped and be fell to the ground. Ho never uttered n word, and It was tho 'teaming of the playmate that nt- tcted the attention of Hie mother. he doctor came and found two bad fractures ot the leg and hip. The little lit-tle fellow bore thu setting of the bones pAtlently. After it was done tho mother slipped out ot the room to hldo her own teats, A faint little sound came from the room where the Injured hoy lay. She hurried hack almost hoping hop-ing to find hlui crying. "My son," she said, "do you wnnt something? I thought 1 heard you call." "Oh, no, mother," answered the little lit-tle fellow. "I didn't call. I Just thought I'd try singing a hit." . And he went on with tho song. . ' 1 Chicago Chronicle. j fjjl |
