A LITTLE HEATHEN.
‘BY MONTGOMERY M. FOLSOM.
"fiack was a heathen. Oh, the little
lmp,»how tough he was! I-was a model
boy. I was, fora fact, you may be-
lievewit: or. not; I used‘to hold down my
head when grace was being said; I
' knew the Ten.Commandmen;ts and the
Lord’s Prayer by heart, and I was a
child.of many virtues. , ‘
Jack was as mean as the old scratch.
He would cut- h-is eye around at me and
try to make me laugh while the blessing
was'being asked; he would stick pins in
the little boys as-they knelt at prayers;
he would roo birds’ nests, and when
rem onstrated with would say:
“Why, my gracious, ’let the old fool
bird goélay some“:more aiggs, she’s got
the whole-summerand ’tain’t much
troublettolay a few little old aiggs like
them.”
:We .used to read tales incur reading
books about how bad boys came to bad
ends, and .“Jack wouldlaugh at them.
“Shucks!” he would say, “them old
book men can’t fool me. What makes
gran’ma kill chickens on Sunday, if it’s
a sin to _ in washin’? I notice one
thing: 01’ brother Kicklighxter al’us eats
mighty hearty, and if it wus asin to kill
’em it’dbe a sin-to eat .’em. They can’t
scare nobody.” ,
Ah, the dear little old freckled face!
Worlds would I;give to have it come be-
tween. me and the sun again ere"I reach
the vale of shadows.
He would whip the stufling out of a
boy for my sake. I remember once a
fellow called me -“wormy.” we were
coming home from Sunday-school, and
I had resolved not to resent any insult—
a very convenient way of resolving, by
the way—and the big boy would have
gone unpunished but for Jack. .
What did lie-do? He lit. onto that fel-
low, and he pelted him in the burr of
the ear and got him down and such a
thrashing that boy never toted before.
That was Jack’s style. No foolish-
ness, about him. He was of that par-
ticular type of ugliness that denotes
cussedness and original sin.
I used to pray for Jack when the
preacher would tell us to pray for all
those whom we thought needed our
prayers. Jack was cut-ting a jagged
“J ” on the back of the seat while I was
praying for his conversion. '
Ah, the days, the golden days, when
the summers seemed so long. I won-
der if the summers of paradise. will not
possess that same Sweet, delicious
lingering when the. pathos and the pas-
sion of mortal life are. past?
Sometimes I dream of Jack, now.
The other night, I don’t know what got
into me, but I dreamed that we were
rambling along the banks of one of
those windingsouthern rivers, whose
languid waters were murmuring, whis-
pering, lisping among the reeds and
rushes.
There was a flash of shining sand
around the bend, and we came to a place
where there was a thicket of cypress
saplings. I saw one that would make
the finest sort of a fishing pole, and
Jack went to cut it for me. It grew
right on the bank of a slough of black
water, on whose sheeny bosom the
tupelo gum berries were afloat.
I was timid—good boys are not. al-
w ays brave boys—and Jack went to cut
the pole for me. I saw him open the
little old rusty barlow knife, and he
reached far over the treacherous bank.
He had cut it most in two, when
there was a crash.
“Splash!”
The spray flew upward in a shower
and blinded my eyes, and when I
opened them—Jack was gone!
I was sitting up in bed gasping,
struggling, choking, in my efforts to
call help. _ Such dreams are our lives
made up. Sometimes as I sit. gazing up
at the summer heavens I am startled
by the illusion that I see that boy’s
face through a. rift in the clouds.
Jack was a bad. boy. Popper Joe
used to shake his head and mutter:
‘I tell you, (lat boy’s sho’ ter come ter
some bad end.”
Then he would point to me and re-
mark: ._ ,
“But dar’s a chilew’at’ll be somebody.
Dat’s er good chile, de Lawd knows he
is, an’ folk’ll make much or him w’en he
gits ter be a growed up man.” ‘
I‘was so pitifully pious in those
days. The fact is, I think I was not
well. The chariot Wheels of time rolled
noiselessly ,on, and poor old blind Fate
sat in the doorway of the future,
with her palsied fingers unvtangling
the skein of destiny, her withered lips
all the while crooning those weird
(lit-ties whose echoes now and then
thrill our souls with the warning of
prophecy.
Jack was as tough as a lightwood
knot, and nobody ever thought about
him getting sick. He was too full of
devilment to stay in bed, but they were
very careful about me.
One winter we had an awful spell of
weather and the stock suffered severe-
ly, for we had no shelter for them in the
country in the days when I was a boy.
Jack had a favorite cow that had
a little calf, and one cold drizzly after-
noon the cow and calf failed to come
home. Jack went in search of them,
and it was late when he camcback. Ile
liad brought the little calf in his arms
a good portion of the way, and he drove
the cow into the lot and gave her a big
basket of shucks and nubbins, and put
the little, weakly calf in a warm place.
' It was dark when he came in, cold
and tired, but he was as joyous and
light-hearted as ever. He went over the
rigmarolc about—
“Amo daree my, romp stomp domi-
nicker, shuck back, penniwinkle, instep
nipcat, sing song kitty kin you kimee,
O,” and he cut a. shuffle and turned a
handspring as he camethrough the
passage.
Before we went to bed we sat down
before the fire and took the wet. rags
off his toes and tied them up with some.
cry ones, jokingly calling his big too
“big Ike,” and the little toe “little Ike ”
as he fixed them. ,"
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,these erring feet from
.During the night he woke me up tell-
'ing me he was so hot and that he ached‘
.all over. I told him to go to sleep and
:not turn over and kick so much. Next
morning he said he felt too bad to get
rup,.an.d askedme to see about his cow
and especiallythe calf.
I grumbled a good deal, and went
and told grandma that Jack was too lazy
to get up. She went to see about him
and she said he hada fever. 1 went out
and attended to the cow, expecting to
find him up when I returned, but he
was still tossing about in bed, and he
began to talk foolish.
I scolded him aboutit and told grand-
ma. She looked very grave when she
went in and felt of his face, and she
went and told one of the boys to go
after the doctor.
Then I began to. get uneasy. The
place .seemed so lonely and I- never
missed anyone so much in my life.
The .cat dozcd on the hearth in peace.
and the house was so quiet and still.
The old doctor drove up to the gate in
his sulky and took out his little leather
saddle-bags and walked into the room
where Jack was.
I watched him anxiously and when
he took grandma aside and talked low
to her I just caught the word “pneu-
monia.” {It was unfamiliar to me, and
I felt a. premonition of coming sorrow.
. All day long I hung about the door,
and late in the evening they told me
that I would have to sleep in another
room. I went in to see Jack, and he was
tossing about, muttering something
about. his cow.
“I fed her, Jack, and I threw down
some straw for her to sleep on,” I said.
He looked at me, but he did not seem
to understand. His eyes were so bright
and his checks were so red that I didn’t
know what to ‘make of it. That night
I could not go to sleep and kept staring
at the ceiling, thinking, thinking,
thinking.
At last I got up softly and stole into
his room. The candle was burning
low and grandma and grandpa were
sitting by the fire. Jack was lying still,
with his eyes half open and he was
breathing hard. _
“Is he any better?” I asked, with a
great lump in my throat
“No, my son, he is mighty sick. Go
back to bed now.”
I went back to my room and I got
down on my knees. I never will for-
get that night. I prayed; prayed as I
never prayed before, as I have never
prayed since. The words were broken
with sobs.
Oh, the anguish of those dark hours!
I would pray awhile and then I would
stop and wonder if the good Lord
heard me. ' Perhaps He was too busy at.
the time, and I would ask Him again in
my childish simplicity, hoping that I
might attract His attention.
A way long towards day I fell asleep.
and the sun was shining when I awoke,
shining in the cloudless heavens, and
the day was real mild.
I went into the room where the sick
boy lay, and I saw that there- was 3
change. His face was pale and his eyes
sunken, and his breath came in gasps.
I gulped down a sob as I looked at that
shaggy head, and thought how often I
had seen it bobbing about the house,
Such a day as this we would be out
about the lot. and you could hear his
whistle as merry as a mocking birdin
May.
And now—
The candlestick with the half-burned
candle, three medicine bottles on the
mantel; the cup and the spoon and all
the sad reminders of sickness and suf—
fering. Aunt Ailsie walking softly
about the room, keeping watch while
the old folks got a little sleep.
“Is he any better?”
“No chile, he ain’t no better, honey.
De doctah say of dcy ain’ some change
po’ little Jack won’t be heah long.”
I couldn’t bear it. The good old
mammy came and put her- withered
arms around me and kissed me and told
me not to cry. I went out to the lot
and Popper Joe was giving the cow
some nubbins, and the calf was skip-
ping clumsily around. The sight of
them set mete crying again, and I
turned away. Ah, the dismal day!
Better the clouds and the dreary rain
with Jack Well, than floods of sun—
shine and he so sick. Late in the aft
crnoon grandma called me. »
“Come in here, son, Jack wants to
see you.” -
I went into the room. The lingering
rays of the wintry sun struggled, in
through the windows and fell on tile
snowy counterpane.
His face was ashen pale, and his eyes
were no longer restless. He looked at
me and a faint smile played about the
pinched features. It was like the dy-
ing light of the wintry day.
He motioned me to come closer, and I
found that his voice was so weak that
he could but speak in whispers. The
old doctor sat with his hand on the
little wrist, and the family were‘gath-
ered around the bed
Then the fountains of my heart were
broken up and I gave way to my grief.
“I want you to have all my things.
Good-by,” he whispered, and then they
took me away.
As I lay sobbing and moaning in my
room, I heard a. cry from Aunt Ailsie:
“Oh, God bless my po’ chile. Dey’s
one mo’ angel done gone to glory!”
Now, I have told you the story, I
cannot, even unto this day, dwell
further on the sad theme. But it is a
mystery to me why people should keep
on harping about good boys and bad
boys when I know just as well as I am
sitting here that my boy comrade has
gone to a better world than this!
And look at me. I was a. model boy,
and have lived to make more mistakes,
suffer for more sins, and weep over
m'ore wrecked hopes than I can ever
tell.
Dear old playmate, here is a tear .0
your memory, to the memory of a. bad
boy whose wantonness was mistaken
for wickedness. Had you lived who
knows but that your strength might
have walled in my weakness, and kept
straying.—
Southern Farmer.
WEEKLY-nORWALk‘
FORAN'EWHOSPITAL
A meeting of the board of directors
of the Norwalk Hospital associationwas
held at the Norwa‘k ClubZroomstonday
evening to consider the advisability of
selling the lot purchased some time
since on the Connecticut turnpike and
to purchase the Chichester property,
Opposite the homestead of William H.
Earle, on East avenue, and built some
years ago by William Mallory deceased.
The prOperty is perhaps the better
known as the Hammersley place.
It was the sense of' the meeting that
the property be purchased for the price”
asked, $6,000, and a committee was ap-
pointed to consummate the sale. The
agent of the property w; visited and
he accepted the individual check of
Hon. John H. Ferris for $100 to bind
the bargain.
The deed of the property will proba-
bly be signed and delivered to-day.
A committee was appointed to nego-
tiate the sale of the 10: owned by the
association on the turnpike.
A committee was also appointed to se-
cure estimates of the cost of fitting up
the newly purchased property for hos-
pital carcasses
Commenting on the then proposed
purchase, yesterday’s GAZETTE said :
“Senator John H. Ferris is credited
with originating this every way sensible
change of program. The house is large
and airy, a well of the purest water is
on the place, it is connected with the
publicfiwater, gas and sewer and has a
barn of ample proportions and so well
constructed that it can be easily con-
verted into and utilized, if required,
for the care of such patients as it. might
not be desirable to pluce'in the main
building. The grounds are also ample
for any reasonable enlargement of the
main edifice.”
'FLEW Till-300w.
Lew Price’s Setting Hen Proves to be a
Rooster.
For a week past “Lew” Price has had
what he believed was a he: , setting on
a. dozen eggs in a nest at the rear of W.
A. Benedict 8: Co’. . store on Main
street (Sub rosa, it was 9. rooster.)
Monday the bird “ flew the coop ”
and alighted on the opposite side of the
river where from a rear window of the
store it was d‘iscoverediby its owner.
Securing a hat box in which to plage
the bird,‘ and the services of Fred
Bet-ts, l . :ce started in pursuit. Stealth-
ily he approached the Chanticleer and
usl: as be was about to put his hand on
it away it flew and landed on a rock in
he middle of the river.
By the aid of sticks and stones hurled
at it from the shore, the bird .was dis-
lodged and flew back to the base of the
" bmk wall near where it had been
cooped up under the supposition that it
was a. setting hen.
With the aid of a lad \vho waded
across the river, without even removing
his shoes or stockings, the rooster which
by this time was pretty well fagged out,
was captured and again placed in the
coop. ‘
'Later in the day he was traded off
for a. thoroughbred hen which was
placed on the nest and tied down, with
the expectancy that she Will hatch our.
a broad of chickens or ducklets.
OBITUARY.
MRS. EMMA J. CHURCH.
Mrs. Emma J. Church, Widowof the
lite Geo. T. Church, and daughter of
Thomas and Delia Sanford,dled Mon-
day afternoon aged about 50 years.
Mrs. Church was universally esteemed
for her earnest Christian character and
her death will be deeply mourned by a
large circle of relatives 0nd friends.
She wasa faithful member for many
years of the Methodist church. The
funeral will be held Thursday afternoon
at 2 o’clock from her late home.
MRS. HOWARD P. MANSFIELD.
Edith, wife of Dr. Howard P. Mans-
field, died at her home in Georgetown.
Monday. The deceased was a daugh-
ter of Judge Benjamin Grifi'eu of
Brookfield, and was 23 years of age. A
little son, born on Saturday last, sur-
vives her.
WILLIE SMITH.
Willie Smith, an old resident of New
Haven, died Monday from general de.
bility. He was seventy years old and
a business partner of Representative
N. D. Sperry.
C. LAWRENCE Y-ERRANCE.
The less than one year old son of
Charles D. and Harriet Yerrance died
at his home in Broad River, Monday.
He was a grandchild of Norman Knapp.
The funeral will be held Thursday after-
noon.
The luneral of the late Howard (10
Forest Earle took place Tuesday at San
Diego, Cal. His remains Wlll be
brought home and interred at the con-
venience of the family in Woodlawn
Came
Base Ball. .
There promises to be a large gather-
ing of people at Norwalk Park- next.
Saturday to witness 8 came of base ball
between nines selected from members
of Hope Hose and Pioneer Hook and
Ladder companies. Both nines are
practicing hard and it is thought that
the game willbe closely contested. '
BllTENN 31 A' cu.
Tuesday a strange cat wandered
into 0. K. Scofield’s store on Mail
street, and for a time all efi'orts to get
rid of the animal were unavailing. Afte
a while it was chased out and sought
refuge in an outbuilding near the store,
Mr. Scofield following in hot pursuit.
Cornering the animal he made a grab
at it and caught it by one of its hind
legs. But no sooner had he done so
than it turned on him and buried its
teeth in the fleshy part of his leg and
dug its claws into his flesh.
Mr. Scofield then let go his grasp on
the cat’s leg and howled, and after a
time succeded in breaking its .hold on
his leg, but not until he had knocked
the animal senseless.
The smart and pain from the clawing
and biting was exasperating, and the
claws had torn quite a. rent in Mr.
Scofield’s trousers.
Mr. Scofield fearing that poisoning
might result from the wounds visited
Dr. S. H. Huntington who adminis-
tered the usual restoratives and the
victim is about to-day apparently but
little the worse off by the encounter.
But the cut will never: repeat the per-.
formance. It is dead. ‘ '
D. A. R. Notes.
The Joint committees of the Sons of
Amen-clan Revolution and the daughters
of the American Revolution will meet
with the Regent at the Congregational
Parsonage, to complete final arrange-
ments for decorating the graves of Revo-
lutionary soldiers on Memorial day.
The committee are as follows: East
Norwalk cemetery—Capt. Bell and
Mrs. James L. Stevens.
St. Paul’s church yard—George B.
St. John and Miss Sarah F. Adams.
Mill Hill Burying Grounds—Samuel
Daskam and Mrs. Frederick Belden.
Union Cemetery—Mrs. Charles A
Qunltard and Mrs. Arthur R. Hill.
Pine Island—Frederick Quintaid and
Mrs. Robert Van Buren. -
Rowayton—Mrs.Samuel R. We ed.
Brookside—Mrs. Milo H. Parsons
West Norwalk—Mrs. J. Fillow.
Westport—Mrs. Lorin F. Day.
Wilton—Miss Katherine Sturges.
The board of management of the
Norwalk Chapter will meet on Satur-
day, June 6th to examine applications
and complete arrangements for the
“Flag day” reception. Mrs. Sara
Thompson Kinney, the State Regent,
and Mrs. V. O. Collin will be the guests
of honor on that occasion.
Relay Race Across the Continent.
Arrangements are being made to run
. a bicycle relay race against time from
San Francisco to New York, about the
middle of July, under the auspices of
the San Francisco Examiner, the New
York Journal and the manufactures of
the Stearnu~ bicycle. The relay will
carry a. message from the Golden Gate
to Gen. Miles on Governor’s Island.
The postal authorities have authorized
postmasters on the route to stamp the
packet with their dating stamp, to
authenticate the trip. The race will be
run in relays ofififty miles each, about
500 riders to be ready to carry the mes-
age, day and night. It is expected
that the journey will be made inside of
twenty days. C. Ford Seeley will
probably be one of the relays.
Q
Cherries are in market.
Mr. and Mrs. George C. Lockwood
will sail for Europe June 6th.
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'VETERAllthEETED.
Sunday was observed as a‘ memo-
rial day, by the members 3f Grace, the’
Methodist, the. Baptist and the First
Congregational Sunday Schools. An
inspiring service in which Buckingham
Post,No. 12, G. A. R. and the W0.
man’s Relief Corps participated, "was
held in the afternoon at the Congrega-
tional church.
The Sdnday Schools met the Grand
Army men at the foot of Mill Hill and
escorted them to the church. On
reaching their destination, the proces-
sion of children, which extended half
around and through the center of the
Green, broke ranks and formed two
long lines, between which the veterans
marched,greetecl by waving of handker-
chiefs. Thus they entered the church.
This was beautifully decorated. Red,
white, and blue flowers were scattered
about and “old glory” was in evidence
everywhere. \
The gathering was so large that seats
had to be placed in the aisles to ac-
commodate the people standing.
On the platform were Rev. S. H.
Watkihs, Rev. A. H. Wyatt, Mr. W. N.
Simone, Superintendent of the Metho-
dist Sunday school, Rev. F. E._Robbinv,
Mr. D. A. Hull, Superintendent of the
Baptist Sunday school, Rev. T. K.
Noble and Mr. Charles E. Curtis,
Superintendent of the First Congrega-
tional Sunday school.
The order of exercises was as follows:
Opening hymn—"Great God of Na-
tions,” etc. ',
Invocation—Rev. T. K. Noble.
Anthem by the Choir. .
Responsive Reading led by W. N.
Simona.
Hymn—"Onward
diets.”
Prayer, Rev. S. H. Watkins.
Address, Rev. A. H. Wyatt.
Hymn—“The Breaking Waves," etc.
Addresses by Rev. F. E. Robbins
and Rev. T. K. Noble.
Ofi'crtory duet, Mrs. Newkirk and
Christian Sol-
' Miss Sherwood.
Hymn, “My Country, ’tis of thee.”
Bendiction, Rev. S. H. Watkins.
The several speakers emphasized dif-
ferent pomts. Rev. Mr. Wyatt spoke
on the bravery of our soldiers and the
need of bravery in the battle for Christ.
Rev. Mr. Robbins Spoke of the pat-
riotic wives and mothers during the
civil war, and Dr. Noble spoke of the
sufferings of the soldiers and the grati-
tude we owe them.
The atmosphere of the entire meeting
was that of christain patriotism, and all
departed with love of country imbedded
more firmly in their hearts.
A’I‘ GRACE CHURCH.
In the evening the G. A. R. boys,
to the number of nearly fifty, and the
members of the Womuns’ Relief Corps,
listened to an earnest sermon by Rec'or
Watkins. He urged decision for the
right and for the cause of Christ. The
music by the surpliced choir was par-
ticularly fine, Miss Nash presided at
the organ with her usual superiority
and a solo rendered by Mr. Barry Pep.
per, was particularly fine and enjoyable.
The church was packed to its utmost
capacity and a. collection in aid of the
fund for the decoration of soldiers’
graves next Saturday, amounting to
nearly $20, was taken up.
Sarah E. Randall of Islip, L: I. has
purchased two building lots on West
Main street of Mrs. Esther A. Bradley.
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lot, 129x180 feet, Broad River; 1 Cabin
Steam Launch, 30x7 fact; 1 two-seated
Sleigh; 1 two-seated Business Wagon;
E good Stoves; House and Lot on easy
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Real Estate, Insurance and Investment
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Ianufaclurers’ Prices.
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N’EW YORK.NEW HAVEN (b HARTFORD
RAILROAD. -
-—an Yonx DIVISION
May 2, 1895. _
TrainsZeave South Norwalk asfotloww:
Eon NEW YORK—Accommodation trains at
9-36 a..m.. 1.11, 2.54, 4.07, 5.30, 6.50. 8.11. 10.20
p. m. Express trams at 4.55. 5.45. 6.15 (local)
6. . (local). 7.05. (local), 7.55. (local). 8.21.
9.03 (local) 9.58, 10-45. 11.37. (local) 9... m. 12.52
225.420.535.630 7.57 p.m. Fpr Washington m
Harlem River 12.53 a..m.(da11y ) .
Saxons—Accommodation 9 15 a. m.. 6.14.
(local).7.23.(local)9.28 p.m Express 4.55 5.45
a. m.
F93 NEW-HAVEN AND run EAsr.—Accommo.
. dation trains at 6.32. 7.38. 8.4fiand 11 44 a. m..
1.37, 2.42. (to B’p’t). 4.20
8.41.9.4! and11.15p.m. 1%
9.11 10.05. 11.08. pm.
xpress trains at 1.11.1.1!) ,
12.05. 8.03 5.07 '
5.22. 6.27.7.28119 B’p’o. . ' '
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