The evening world. Newspaper, December 22, 1922, Page 20

. THE me OHNNIE SMITH, ten, lives with big Tom Barber, a longshoreman of j great universe, she would be the one Prodigious strength, in a flat in New York's most densely populated fection. Johnnie, who knows nothing of his origin, is maid of all work in the Barber flat. Another member of the family is Barber's aged father, a veteran of the | pefore th Civil War, who-lives in a wheel chair and enjoys Johnnie's make-believe | from her Journeys to make-believe places, luxuriating in make-believe feasts served | ‘or of the by a make-believe butler named,wister Buckle, Cis, a girl older than Johnnie, 48 the boy’s sister, so far as he knows, and he loves her like one. has learned what he knows from Ciss school books and he reads and Im-] ing to breath Jonanic | struck, adoring her to come now, just when he, Johnnie, needed the sight of her to make him more stanchi He remembered tow she had stood firing squad, not shrinking te, not crying out in ter- uel bullets. And now how how fearless in this room where Death was waiting! Awe. and scarcely dar- polsed she wos, agines. He uses a make-believe telephone in calling make-believe fnends, ie. te hee Oe eee and Mr. Astor, Mr. Vanderbilt and Mr. Rockefeller, all without knowing it, bait dy ls * he whispered. are on frendly terms with Johnme Smith. 7 Cavell!” ochoed Father Two hours of travel and feasting with gre. dpa_and with telephoning to] put was her dyin—that helped his millionayre frrends has caused the housework to suffer. Barber returns, sei7es} — manny” i - J ue and threatens dire punishment. Ihe An neighbor Mrs. Kukor; whose] tts timo to go," she sald softt “ 18 greater than her knowledge of English, mtervenes and assists in such | wpo}) tio father coodby * housecleaning as the Barber flat seldom got. johnny wanders from home, to Broadway, to Fifth Avenue and there for the irst time sees a real book store. A woman who sees and appreciates his interest gives him a bundle ot books, among them Aladdin. He finds his way to Madison Square Garden and 1s taken under the protection of a one-eyed cuw boy, ted and given a sight of the inner glories of the circus. A book inside of his blouse saves Johnnie from serious hurt by a horse's kick. “One-Eye finds the bruised arm:a good excuse for taking Johnnie home He goes by taxt-cab, an infrequent torm of transportation in his neighborhood johnme and his companion are greeted wiith respect by the neighbors and welcomed by grandfather, Cis and Mrs. Kukor and half kindly by himself. ‘om Barber A splendid Christmas in which One-Eye played a generous Santa Claus opened winter. Johnnie without shoes or neavy clothing worked indoors. tn January a truant officer called, Barber said “Let the ay feed him if it wants i him to go to school.” And he had Johnnie read to show The officer postponed action. [rai nich with gold from Treasure Island, was play- ‘cond Avenue L and ran into a troop of Boy Scouts been neglected. _ Itwas in March that ing war horse under the is education had net whose leader asked him to join. de called on Johnnie, instructed him in bathing and turned the boy's thoughts to the great outdoors. Mr. Perkins, the scoutmaster, does not please Big Tom, who insults him Cis confides to Johnnie that she is engaged to marry Perkins, who sends her birthday gift of roses. By on Sunday morning. Clancy and Father Bat about the laws regulating flower selling _ One-Eye's return brin, brings the news that the be lom orders the girl to sell the flowers on the stree* Johnnie takes them, but promptly encounters Officer who return ‘o the flat with him and set Big Tom right a Boy Scout uniformt for Johnnie and Father Pat y's real name 1s Blake, that his father died a hero trying to save his mother from death at Niagara Falls, Big Tom's wrath at Cis’s engagement to Perkins moves him te tie Cis, beat Johnnie brutally, burn johnme's tion comes to his rescue and all sail on a ks and leave the two tied in the flat. Even then Johnnie's imagina- dream voyage to a happier land. Father Pat. breathless from gas-poisoned lungs, a war memory, enters the flat to see Barber release the children One-Eye is next on the scene, challenges Barber and takes a licking. Scoutmaster Perkins calls, engages Big Tom on an Rreement that Cis is to wed at once if Barber is beaten. The big longshoreman quits the contest a wreck and Cis leaves the flat with her lover. _Johnnys g ef over the departure of Cis was heered by a visit from One-Eye with a hooks Barber had destroyed. fficult to conquer but he was new scout suit and new copies of the He returned Barber's cruelty with many kind- nesses. Then came the news of the fatal illness of Father Pat (Copyright, 1922, by D. Appleton & Co.) CHAPTER XXXVIII (Continued) , Another Goodbye. The distance seemed endless, Johnnie began to fear that he might not reach the Father before he died. “Oh, all that fightin’ was bad for him!" he concluded regretfully. "'Tt wore him out! But, oh, he mustn't diet He mustn't And yet that was precisely what Father Pat was about to do. When Jounnie had climbed the steps of a brownstone house and had been ad~ nitted by a strange priest, and tween long portieres had entered a high, dim room where there was a wide, white bed, he realized the worst at once. For even to young eyes that had never before looked upon death, it was plain that a great, a olemn, and a strangely terrible hange had come into that revered, somely, kindly face. Its smile was sot gone-—not altogether, but still howed faintly around the tender nouth, But, all, the dear, red hair wet with mortal sweat, “Father Pat" The green ‘eyes, moving traveled inquiringly from place to jlace till they found their obje thén ixed themselves lovingly upon John- e's face, Next, out stole a hand, reobly searching for another. “Little—golden—thin slowly, Ah, how hard he was breathing! ‘It could jus’ give hii my preath!"” thought Jghnnie; ‘'r my angs!” He took the’searching hand, wut turned his face away. He was dry-eyed. The grief he was enduring was too potgnant for’tedrs, It wos as tt. had been slashed from forehead to knees with a sword, ‘m not actin’ like a scout,’ he thought suddenly. And forced him- relf to turn again, Then striving to W 0 R—NEWARK. 400 METRES. 230 P. 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Words failed him. dreamer! as I go. he teres, woman. and suff face ey she wore no red croxs upon her sleeve. Of course, among all the souls in the speak evenly, “Father Pat, y're not goin’ y' goln' t' die v di No, y're not “Die?" repeated the Father, and Johnnie saw that there was almost a playful “Shure, scout each come t* know, e that’s never died before."* glint in t green eyes boy,""—halting with word-—‘'dyin's a thing we all one time or another, Ye y year many a man dies “I couldn't have y’ go,” “Oh, Father Pat, urged the Cis, she's she's you—you—you— But “Ah!"—-the dimming eyes suddenly m In pity. ‘Then, ‘Johnnie, yo've Father Pat a good bit ‘Oh, so much! So much!"* “And I've loved the little poet—the And I've faith—ia him— Johnnie knelt—yes, the same John- nie who had always felt so shy when any one spoke of God, or prayer, or being of kn face to face with this no earthly pow quite as the dicted: lad, dear, that gricf strikes ye down, and there's nobody can God, then ye'll understand why men pray.” Now everything How natural the act now that he war tragedy which Tt was pre- comes, sligious. ling was, could avert! Father had once when the day “Ah, help ye but Well, that day had come in His hands. It was while he was kneeling t w, entering between those po! some one dressed in white—a White she wore, too, upon the silky white of her hair, The snowy headdress framed a face pale but beautiful, with the bewuty that comes fron and self-sacrifice ring instant Johnnie glimpsed that and looked into the sad, bray i, he knew her!—knew her though The Dutifully he turned to take that last arewe!l But now that he had the martyred nurse at his side, he deter- mined to endure the parting man- fully. He knelt again, and tried to smile at the face smiling back at him from the pill He tried to speak, too, but bis lips med stiff, for some reason, and his .tongue would not obey. But he kept his bright head up. He heard a whisper—Father Pat was commending this scout he loved to the mercy of a higher power, Next, ho felt himself lifted gently and gulded backward from the bed. He did not want to go. He wanted to keep on seeing, seeing that dear face, to hold on longer to that weak hand. “Oh, don't—don’t take me!" he pleaded. The dying cyes followed the smail Kkhaki-clad figure jod's—own— child!’ breathed the priest. “God's blessed—lad!"’ “Father!” Then the folds of the portleres brushed Johnnie's shoulders, etvyeen his eyes and the wide, ved, He had taken his last look, He was nearly home when he dis- covered the letter—a thick letter in a long envelope. It was in his hand, though he could not remember how it came to be there. But It was his, for both sides of it bore his name in Wather Pat's handwriting: *Jonn Blake." He did not open it. read It Just yet. coat pocket, | complained Ho could not Thrusting it into a stumbled on. Had he nd erled just because Cts was to-tive in another part of thrs sume city? Had he actually thought the loss of « sult and some books enough to feel bad and bitter about? he who had sald, after Cis Was it went, that nothing worse could hap- pen? Ah, how small, how trivial all other troubles seemed as compared to this new, strange, terrible thing—Death' And how little, before this, he had known of genuine grief! Now something really grievous had happened. And it seemed to him as if his whole world had come suddenly utter tumbling down chaos in pieces—in sbout his yellow head CHAPTER XXXIX The Letter. AD DRAR, I was L mysel€ the other day, * rick Mungovan, when you go home to God, what will you be leay- ing—you that haven't a red cent to your name—to that mite of a boy, John?" ‘Weill,’ Patrick © Mungovan answered back, ‘to be truthful, I've nothing to leave but the memory of a sweet friendship and, maybe, a let- ter.’ “So down T sat, and started this. Just at the beginning of it, where it can help to ease any pain tn your eart, let me say @ word ab: my going, for I want yow toybe happy ways when you're thinking of me. So belleve what I say: though we can’t sit and talk together, as w have, still we'll never be parted. N« For the reason that TM live on, ne only in the spirit, but also in that fine brain of yours! And whenever you'll be wanting me, you'll think me with yu, and there I'M be, a day older, never a bit less red-h dear to your loving We're friends, you and 1, as long us memory never d, dear, I called you rich one VENING WORLD; ANOR GATES [LLUSTRATE D things that sounds strange, I don't mean the 8 No. You for what's heea H-will, F sulk, rich’ acter. book, boy dn speaking what's good) ful, you've got decent instincts: but same. ae ~ “AND IT'LL BE TOLD OF YOU HOW YOU LIVED ON THE EAST SIDE LIKE A PRISONER AND TOOK CARE OF A WEAK OLD SOLDIER” You didn’t understand all I meant by it, and I’m going to explain myseit here riches with thi shut none too well, and dressed badly, and ch smiles, praise, and the consideration and po- Htenes due—in spite of all this, I say, you've gone right couldi't could, improv your sense of humor power to see what's funny in every- thing), and never letting your youna heart forget to sing. And I'll start the list of your though you've been worked hard, and fed in, and out of /the words of Barber decent Tom the ated by and hon that's child's every ignoring what you learning what you ng yourseM, preservi (which is the on, hel ‘But,’ you'll ask, ‘how is it that not caring too much about food and clothes may be counted as a valuable possession 2" man {s strong, John is his servant, that man js stronger yet if, wearing ragged, old clothes, all the can keep his pride high. the life more than mea than raiment been with y And I'll answer, ‘That whose appetite not his master. And me he For ‘Is not t, and the body * Well, that's how it's at of y which consist of haven't got—now yes it not? And rlet fever which pu haven't or a hair tp, or such Hi re rich in not being morbid, instance,—in not dwelling on unpleasant, and ugly. Also 180 you don't harbor malice and ause you don’t fret, and and brogd, all these goings-on cing a sad waste of time ‘And now Iet’s count over the 8 that you’ ot In your char- In the k of your Hand- Mr. Roosevelt, writing about outs, named four qualities for ur riches you ‘Some a fine lad: unselfish, gentle, strong, brave. They're your qualities, lad dear. And you proved the last one when you took that whipping with the ropes—ah, is a boy poor when he's got the spunk in him? He is not! Well, along with those four qualities I can honestly add these others: you're grateful, you're clean heart and in mouth, liking and you're merel- you're truthful, you're ambitious, inherited, just the a part of your rich 8, “As for the way you like what Author of RO BE helps you (and queer as it may seem, too many boys don’t like what helps them), that has astonished™ and pleased me many a day. I remember your telling me onee that you got tired of prunes and potatoes. And I seid to you, ‘Prunes are good for you, and nothing could be better than luked potatoes,'—=l knowing how you relished them mashed! Weil, after that, never another dared to show its ey how you did make away prunes! “It's the good things you've got in your character, and the bad things hat you haven't got, which explains how it comes that you're loved thr way you are—by Narcissa, and Grandpa (ah, It's handsome, 1s that old soldier's love for you! it's grand! ), and Mrs. Kukor, and the Western ntleman, and Mr. Perkins, and me! With so much love as all that, could you ever think of yourself as poor? Now you just couldn’ ‘And then consider love each of us in return! And no d can say he's poor when he's got the power to love in him! and the weet sacrifice! And you know the kind of love that all sound young nearts give to the crippled and the helpless and the dumb. Grandpa would say yes to that if could And so would the sparrows on the window sill! mashed potato And, oh, with the the way you he “But, of course, we'll not be forget- ting’ that you'w: got your youth, and most precious it is, and two rows of h which don't need bridging! Also, you're as good-looking 3 any boy ought to be, you're improving in strength, and you're healthy. Why, thore's many a millionaire who'd give his fortune if he had that grand little tummy of yours, which can digest the knobs off the doors! “Already—at twelve!—you've got the habit of work, and, oh, what a blessing that habit is, and what an insurance against Satan! And you've got the book habit, a glorious one, since it gives you information, enter- tains you, and teaches you to think to argue things out for you ‘self. Ye it’s reading which makes a lad strong in himself. You don't need racket, and the com- pany of other lads, in order to have a good time. And, John, you know how to listen, and that's uncommon too. “But thinking is greatest blessing 4.30 P. M.—Reecltal by Albert W. Baber, tenor, uccompanted by H. Ever: ett Hall & P. M.—Stories for children by Min nie Ellis O'Dontell 7.16-7.45 PM nding of Churles Dickens's "A Christmas Carol,” by Charles Howard Mi f the Boy Scouts of America; music by Miss Grace Me Dermott, violinist, and Miss Mary Bur gum, planist 7.60-8 P, M.—"Mother Goose Rhymer by James A. Hearn & Son, + Now York &-8.30 P. M.—Special program broad- cast direct from the American Radio exposition at Grand Central Pulace, New York City. ( W G Y¥—SCHENECTADY, 400 METH, } \ ———$—$$$_$_—_—_____. U 8, Naval Observatory time 12.80 P. M~ tations, 12.45°P. M.—Weather forecast on 4a meters wavelength. on stock market quo- 2 P. M.—Mualo, 6 P. M.—Produce and stock market quotation: ins, 6.30 P.M Claue telke to chil- dren. ke, Dur 645 PF. M—Childven's program of nas stories, Miss Gladys Li de 7.40 P. 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Representatives from all the Girl Re- serve Clubs in the city will go to Ellis Island on Sund to distribute the gifts to the children and welcome them to the United States as part of their world fellowship program, Thie \« merely © park ef the T, ion of are providing Christmas am Hail det toys, American {ned at Ellis w ©. A. Christmas plans. Eve there will be Christmas carol for poor children, dances, motion pic- teres and me Business for Club will give @ Saturday evening and on will hold a Christmas r of the hospital ward Day the Business Girls’ ¢ go to Blackwell Island wil $09 toys and dolls that they ha mi during the year. The Housckeepe Club will give a children’s party on De 27 and there w » a Christmas dance for club girls on the The various Y¥. W. C. A. branch: e all laid plans for a busy holiday children Sunday th ba Peau pe for th. Once in a Blue Moon By Harold MacGrath Romance Adventure Tragedy Comedy RECINS IN TheEveningW orld Tuesday, December 26 RT FRIDAY, DECEMBER 22, 1922. E. You get your joy, not out of what you have, for God in His wisdom knows how little that is, but out of what you think, [f there's something you haven't, you go uhead and supply it with your thoughts, creating beauty where there isn't any, building « world of your own. Never before have I met a lad who could dream as you can dream. Ah, und what its done for you—in that, dark, dirty, ttle flat! “Dreams! Belind every big thing that's ever happened was a dream! The universe iiself was first of all Just an idea in thé mind of Almighty God. In His wisdom and love He left it to man to work out other plans less grand. And who's ever been great that didn't dream? First you dream a thing; then you do it. Take Samuel Morse, for instance. He had a wonderful thought. Next, with” his of the world! And there's Mr, Mag? cont. Not so long ago, they'd have burned him as a gentleman witeh! “Imagination! Ive no doubt you've often envied Aladdin and his wonder- ful lamp?, (They're not making so many of those lamps these days!) But, boy dear, every lad’s got a lamp that’s just as wonderful! The lamp of knowledge. Get knowledge, Jobn Then—rub it with your imagination. “And look at all the mi is that le about you waiting to help! The books, the paintings, the schools, the churches, the universities, the music the museums, the right kind of plays —they're all right here in New York City. Why, Ind dear, even the shops are an education, with their rugs. and their fine weaves, and furniture, and crystal, and china, and all the telegraph, he'd constructed the nerveg} J OH N S$ T O ON rest of it. city just to go out, and walk around in! And you'll not Cast aside a single opportunity! “So what of your future? Here! Take Father Pat's hand, and shut your eyes, and we'll go on an Aladdin trip together, this to see what became of certain other poor ligtle boys. Here's a wonderful office, and a man is sitting at his desk. He heads one of the biggest concerns in the world, he’s cultured, and generous, and a credit to his country. Suppose we go back with him thirty years. On, look, lad! He's selling newspapers! “We're off again, We're in a room that’s lofty and grand. And looking at a man in a solemn mantle, He's high in our nation's counsels, he's honored, und known by the whole world. He's a Justice of the Supreme Court of the United States of Amer- fea, Let's go back with him thirty years. Dear! dear! what do we see! A poor little tattered youngster who's driving home the cows! "Ah, Johnnie, lads don't get on by having things soft. Give a lad @ hun- dred thousand dollars, and it's likely you'll ruin him. Let him make a hun- dred thousand, honestly, and—you've got a man! “Seldom do the sons of rich men distinguish themselves, Theodore Roosevelt did (he that said, ‘Don't go around; go over—or through’). And, yes, I recall another—that fine gentle- man who & great electrical en- cineer, Peter Cooper Hewitt. But most of the big men in this country were poor boys. Having to struggle. they grew strong. ‘or instance, there were the MANY AT WEDDING OF MISS MARIAN MAHIN TO CHARLES T. ADAMS SSS MRS CHAS T ADAME Ola First wed Afternoon Ceremony at Presbyterian Church F by Reception. Many relatives and friends attended the wedding yesterday afternoon of Miss Maria’ Mahin, daughter of Mr. and Mrs, John Lee Mahin of No. $9 bth Str and Charles True ms of Chieago. The ceremony place in the old First Presby- terlan Church, Fifth Avenue and 12th Street, and was performed by the Rey. Dr. Harry Emerson Fosdick, pistor The bride's sist Mrs. John Rey- nolds Hamm nd the bridesr . Was matron of honor, nids were Misses Erna trand of Chicago, Margaret Thomp- gon and Betty on of, this city Holmes Huttig of Kansas City was best man, The ushers were Messrs. John Lee Mahin jr, John Reynolds Hammett, John Kendall Norwood Jom Huttig, John Gallery, ‘Thomi Belknap and Philo Higley. Ar tion followed in the ball room of Gotham. Mr. and Chicago. Mrs. Adams will live in eile NO DELAY IN BUILDING $9-A-ROOM APARTMENTS Construction of the nine-dollar-a-room apartments by the Metropolitan Lite In- surance Company will not be held up because of minor changes In p make them conform to the Te House Law. This statem: to-day at the office of W Comptroller of the arge of the work. Stabler has known that the plans did not confo strictly ta the Tenement House Law said ‘The Evening World’s informant, “and already steps have been made to make changes, It will not be necessary to stop work while changes are being made bec ise they are of such minor charact Work fs now progressing at Astoria, Lon Island City and Wood. side at full speed and will continue se > —-— DAVID MANNE HONORED, David Mannes, violinist and orchestra leader, yesterday received as a Christ- mas gift a $1,000 endowment of an or- chestra chair in his name in the Town Hall. No. 18 West 43d Street. Two hundred of the 800 chairs in the orches- tra of the Town Hall have been en- dowed. The donors were: Mra. J. Gam- ble Rogers, wife of the architect; the pupils of the David Mannes Musical School, the chers In the school and other {rfends of Mr, Mannes. Brel he SEIZED LIQUOR DISTRIBUTED TO QUEENS HOSPITALS, Twenty-eight barrels and sixteen flye- gallon cans of alcohol, seized in an Elm- hurst home two months ago, yesterday was distributed by Sheriff John Wagner of Queens among the hospitals in that borough, for some Operators! Insist on Columbia Dry Cells for heat- ing the filament pf WD-11 Tubes— Fahnestock Spring Clip Binding Posts insure perfect con- tact. {anufactured Py \ TIONAL CARBON C2. SCIStAND city See our exhibit at Grand Central Palace Radio Show Booth 56° Dec, 21-31 NATIONAL CARBON COMPANY Don’t Accept a Substitute Columbia Dry Batteries ~they last longer Note: For better results use an Eveready B” Battery on the plate circuit of WD-11 and all other vacuum tubes Think of having such a] Wright brothers, who turned men tate eagles! ‘Their sister was called ‘the little schoolma’am with the crasy brothers!" Robert Burns, the Scotch poet, was the son of a laboring man. Churles Dickens earned money by sticking labels in a shoe-blacking fac- tory. Wailiam sade gloves. Benjamin Fra. klin wai the son of a candiemaker. Daalel Defoe, who wrote that ‘Robinson Cru- soe’ you love so much, helped his father around the butcher shop. Jolm Bunyan vy a travelling tinker, And Christopher Columbus was the. son of a wool comber, and himself. worked before the mast. “They're gone, but their thoughts live on, ag busy as ever, whirling about us like the rain out of heaven Each of them dreamed, and what they dreamed is our heritage. When ench men pass, we must have lads who can take their places. And I believe that you are one of these lads. For sovody can tell me that the power you have of seting things with your brain- things you've never seen with your eyes—won’t curry you far and Kish among your fellowmen. And «ome day, you'll be one of the greatest in this dear land, And it'll be told of you how you lived in the east sid», ip a scrap of a flat, where you were like a prisoner, and took care of a weak, old soklier, and did your duty, thougi it came hard, and began the dreaming of your dreams. “Thinking about the big ones that won out against long odds will help you—will give you the grit to carry on. And grit makes a good, solid foundation, whether It's for a house or a lad. And when you'v? accom- plished the most for yourself, then I know you'll remember that doing for yourself is just a small part of it; the other part—the grand part—is what you can do for your fellowmen. “There's a true saying that ‘God heips them who help themselves.’ But, suppose you lived where it wasn't pos sible for you to help yourself? And there are countries just like that. But here, the United States, you can help yourself! Ah, that's a great in ‘| blessing, my yellowhead! Oh, Johnnie, was there ever a land like this one before? Boy dear, this United States, this Is the Land of Aladdin! “Young friend, as L vlose T want to thank you for what you've done for a smashed-up priest—gladdened his last days with the sight of a grand lad, a good scout. And I've got just single warning for you, and {t's thie: Watch your play! For it's not by th vork that a man does that you can judge him. No; I'll tet! you what « man {s like if you'll tell me how h plays “One thing more: do you remem ber the vow the knights sed to take in the old days?—'Live pyte, spea true, right wrong, follow Ahe king rather Pat knows he can trust John Blake to keep the vow. And his las wish, and his dying prayer is, O lttle Uttle lad, that you put your trus in God—just that, and everything els: will come right for you—put your trust in God. “Patrick Mungovan,"* Thus it ended. There the hand of that faithful friend had stopped. 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