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THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH.

STORY.

THE LITTLE BOOSTER,

BY WALLACE IRWIN

Below we give the conclud Mra, Casey's garrulity, corkod ing instalment of a story by up for years, gushed forth in a of America's cloverest locd of complaints and confid, writera, who lina à fino record loncos. At last, when she lament- to his credit. It deals with depresion, Brion saw his chance, dosis with, ed har sleoploss nights and fits of Carey," "and the attempts and said: which were mado to got this: "What you pood's fresh air." good lady out of her home will prove

divorting reading. The story appears in a recent issue of Mactures

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(Continued from last Saturday.)

"Make it two," said Brion to the cashier.

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*1 Woll! You take a lot for granted!"

Betsy perked up her nose and triod to look severe.

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"Frosh air don't curo a sick heart," she moaned,

California air cure any- thing from corns to cancera," he replied with optimism. "Como, tako a jog in my auto."

EXTRA

HONGKONG, SATURDAY, JULY 25, 1914,

SHORT SERMON.

Strange creatures of moode ar Lights glimmered from bed-wo are, how often the horizon of room windows in a prosperous cur inner life is changed, now residence district of San Bruno se abining in the sunshine, now Brian stopped his car in front of shrouded in impenetrable cloudal a white stucco vills and rang at the world itself according to the And how ready we are to judge the paken door."

distance from the settlement. attitudes, while Mrs. Casoy "God's will!" whispered Mre. The car stopped dead.

washed clothes and the boy turned Casey as she turned away, Tho "What's th' matther av it?"the wringer. Then Mrs. Casey little girl, half waking, throw her | asked Mrs. Casey.

would, snatch the baby from arms around the big,woman's "Differentials tangled in the imminent death and set Brian neck. hab," said Brien vaguely, gazing to sweeping, repairing holes in into the hood.

the tent, and splicing the clothes Two towheads peeped curiously line. Mrs. Casey, feeding the out from a flap in the tent beside baby from a bottle, lavished upon the road. A baby's cry could be it a thousand endearing terme in heard from behind the canvas, a voice no mortal had ever heard

"Th little darlints' cried her use before. Mrs. Casey rapturously. "Come hero, childer, an' talk toyer Aunt Mary!'

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A barefooted boy of about ten approached the car and turned pair of scared blue eyes upon the big woman.

Ma's awful sick," he said,

Goo! you can talk the lan guage," said Brian admiringly,

"** Th" pity av it!" sighed. "M'a" Casey. "Bera-layin' there story in' ith' midst av thrensares!" Them that has ain't got," he philosophized.

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If I was rich, what a liöme I

could give these obilder an' ther

She pressed the baby savagely against her shoulder.

pointing to the tent. Brian jump ed suddenly, and knocked bisa! head against the flap of the hood. "Sick!" said Mrs. Casey, getting down ponderously.

"She's got a little baby, "an' she was took with a spell when she got up to do the washin',

an' pa's dead."

"You'd be richior in Hetty if you sold your lote," Brian biated.. "Yo. Ap' if I cut off me feet could walk on me hands," she fed. Then, as the child began to double its fists and pucker ita "I'll run and hustle a doc," ex- "Hoosh, darlint chunk claimed Brian, cranking up the V moonbeam! Johnny, there's supposedly helpless car and start-a good boy, run su put another "Wear a table-cloth and being away in a miraculous jiffy, bit av wood in th' shtove! comfortable," he suggested. "I The boy took Mrs, Casey's bigred. They had supper on a box be around in an beur with a run-hand and led her into the tent. about built for twp."

"I ain't got no clothes," she, objebled.

"A bean at my age! "exclaim- od Mr. Casey.

corner.

A thin woman lay moaning on a confused pile of bedclothes in a A Very erpall girl bundle of equalle, while the boy stooped to tuck a blanket around

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"Who's there?" The voice of O. W. Ketchum grated from above.

"B. B. Blaney's my name and evory B in it stands for Business, the voice from below bubbled.

"Can't your business wait till to-morrow ?"

“Sure. It can wait till Altön Parker's elected. You're the one that's got to get a move on." Brian started to stroll away.

"Hey! I'll bo "down!" The Big Boostor himself open- ad the door. He wore pink pon- geo pyjamas.

mood in which we happen to be

At times it seems to "lie before us like a load of dreams"; and then again the mist of illusion is went away, and we feel to ory out with Matthew Arnold that there is "really neither jy, nor love, nor light, not certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain. How unreasonable it is to deny the ex-

.a nickel. That just shows the drove his hired car up to the was attempting to lift a red-faced long enough to take a little broth. You know what I told you the pogre forth in liquid notes from

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his mother.

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SOUTHERN LEAGUE FOOTBALL

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and all concerned would do their host to maintain the tradition of they had eight profesionals, nd the League. He told the meeting about twenty amateure. answer to queries, he said they did not intend playing on he pitch formerly occupied by the old club. They had a new ground not far from the station. They were not a company; their execu® tivo was a committee appointed by the guarantors.

"Doctor!" said the woman said Mrs. Cosoy, tears on her the widow out of hers. Well, dances in, gles and shouts with propose a rule to provent plural

her.

under the pepper trees. The "I got to take you some way,"

doctor's medicine come, from the ...replied urian bumbly. "Besides,

villago, and, as the moon rose you can get two sundaes for two

over the sage, the invalid awoka bits in this join!-total saving Prompt to the minule, Brian.

"Ile was good to me!" she economy of muccinge="

gte års. Casey hail attired her "We might as well sit down, Full in an alpaca dress of other,

babbled as she fell asleep.

Shpeakin' av or husband!" if you're going to begin an alimmer days. The sleaves clung argument. Betay, followed by sausage-light to her fat arms, and faintly as Mrs. Casey leaned over black lashes. her admirer, crossed over to one complicated series of rules.

Brian took a list of household of the wire-legged tables.

elimbed her circular skirt like a

Thoro's won on th' way, necessities required in "How's your grandpa?" he winding

town staircase around the

dearie," the widow reassured then be weat over to his car and Tower of Babel, *Ile spends all his time now I ain't in style," who sn her, as she raised the woman's it the headlights. When he on the pillow and ar returned to the tent he saw Mrs. hanging around Healthy View.nounced, timidly straightening ranged har faded Follow bair Casey's massivo form crouching The old-ago crauks there are hor tiny plush lint, which porked When Brian returned with non a block of wood in the door. thinking of running him for

up at the corners in the manner doctor from the village, lie beheld Ono hand resed protectingly on of a Chinese pagada,

a strange sight-Mrs. Casey hent the cracket-box where the baby Cheer up! You will be next of his ice and scraped the dish year!" hor guardian reassuredag water on a stove in the yard, had been put to sleep. The little

itowever, ho her:

while with her good right fore-girl also slept, her Blond, rather enthusiastically.

arm ale supported a sleeping homely little face resting against was looking at Batsy most of the

So they wore off with a book, child against her broad, storile the Irish woman's knee. The boy time.

Mrs. Casey in a palsy of nervous bosom.

was arguing the subject of "Just sweet enough to take theness, and Brian never looking up chill off," he said.

bicycles, man fashion. as they drove down the mainstreet. "I like 'em that way, don't of San Bruno. -You?"

mayor.

Brian Ginished the last morsel

"Sure," he replied. "Es- Their passing constituted a pecially when they got black eyes serious furry in the real-estato and stand about your height." market. Clerks in the windows

Smarty!" She began but-of various offices oxclaimed toning her gloves.

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me.

“Great! Let me ́take yout in my auto."

“Mrs. Cassy!" in dread unison. C. Pilman Pike, standing under the golf sign bearing his name, dropped his cigar and forget to pick it up. And in the office of the Sualand Improvement Com "Your anto?" or look was pany, C. B. Brinkliaus, president, rushed to the telephone and cynical.

"Hired. Come on. I got to shrieked to his junior partner: look up a certain party at Ocean" Blenoy's running off with Mrs. Terrace, loss 'n a crow's hop from Casey. For gosh sake" Then he dropped the receiver, dumb where you live,"

"You don't expect to find any-with the thought that the precious body alive in Ocean Terraco, do widow had already disappeared in a cloud of dust wearing toward the declining sun.

you?"

"I hope not... The fella I'm lookin' for can't be top dead to suit mo."

"I don't know as I care to ride with such a cannibal." Boing crazy to go with him, she put on an air of extreme indifferenco.

To avoid publicity, Brian pur- posely took his course through bumpy and illusive by-paths.

"Th' inside av me is churned. entirely," moaned Mrs. Casey, holding on.

"It gives you that wealthy feel- ing," replied her escort at the wheel.

"I need your advico, girlie,” he said quite seriously. I'm on the track of a big bear." So he Jed her to the Liberty Garage and "There do bo some pleasures pat her aboard an iron-grey monin poverty," she philosophized. stor with seats for two.

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"This place makes the fresh air smell kind o' close," said Brian, indicating the rubbish that surrounded the tent. "A widow with three kids-down and out-ain't it fince!"

"Thor's grocorios in the cup. board," Mrs. Casoy informed him. "But what do thoao cherubs know about cookin'?"?

Brian handed a dollar to the boy.

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Rush the milk-can to the gro. cor's," he said, "and brace Heine Schmalz for a dozen lamb chops."

The doctor, with the usual offended air of needy country doctors on charity cases, emerged from the tent.

"Johnny, see how fast you can

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It may come as a surprise to istance of these things, merely some Lancashire folk to know because we ourselves, under the bat Stalybridge Celtic were stress of mental or physical trou-warmly welcomed. They pro- blo, for the time boing, feel them mised the Welsh clubs £10 A contribution to not. The blind man cannot a cach ks the world of nature all about him, travelling expenses," and they and yet what beauty exists in sky stated that if elected they were "What's the foil proposition and, in hill and valley, birds prepared to take risks that might be the result of action by the and flowers! now?" He rubbed his eyes.

Central League. And they would The man whose heart is sunk play their best team in the "A ten-day option on Mrs. Casey's property at two hundred in sadness sees on all sides no: Southern League. Ebbw Vale, and fifty 'thou","

announced thing but sorrow and gloom, and who were represented by Mr. Brian in a small, tired voice.

yet what wealth of joy and glad Shallcross, the well-known refe: 0, "What! Ketchum's hands Bes there. is in life, made out a strong case, uud

valaus, even though it falle no clutched imaginary "Sell it to me!"!

incidentally it was stated that to our own individual lot! I shines in the sunshine and the over £20,000 was received in wages by the workers of the ""It's got strings on it ol' man. soft light of the evening star; it district. other day-I'd smoke you out of the throat of the bird and pests

Cries of Dissont. After Mr. Kimber, of Swindon, your property before you smoked from the lips of the child as he had declared he would later on here comes the tar-hoiler!" his companions at play; it safolds voting, ho wanted the compares- with an atmospl.eronf quiet pondtion clauses revised. There was 8. "What do you mean?

the tender relations of lovor un laugh when Mr. Homer, of I'll sell you this option dirt maid, of mother and child, and Bristol, reminded the meeting cheap, provided you're a good fills with solid antisfaction thy that he proposed the compensation boy and do what I say. I want whole life of righteous doing and rule as it stood, and that he you to sit down and write a lettera itself, if not the motive, yet the Allen, of Swindon, seconded it, to the Park Roard, offering that indirect result of those "ittle There were cries of dissent whea park strip for six thousand nameless, anremembered tots of Mr. Kimber, iu masking anot ter dollars."

Findness and of love" which not proposal, said that the standar of "It's an outrage I. enid Ket only, as Wordsworth says, "make Southern football was declining, up the best part of a good man's and that sooner or later the clubs life," but are the surest means of would be forced to part with happiness for as all as we pass players and that the loss would along by the way.

not only be to the olube, but in It is not only the high privilege, the League. In the discussion but the duty, of every man to Mr. Sanders, of Brentford, was Beck this joy. Let not your anderstood to say that the transfor heart be troubled," said the Son system had increased wage of Man, who was tempted in all bille materially. The clubs would points like as we are, yet never not listen to the proposal that lost the serenity of His soul; St. visiting clubs should take a third Francis of Assisi always and of the home club's gate, and Mr. everywhero wore a sweet and smil Davis, of West Ham, said that ing face, and in bis Rules made the cost of rauning a London joy a part of Christian daty; Shake-club was far greater than that of· spare, wiesst of men, declares a provincial concern, even if the revenue of the metropolitan pr that a merry heart will carry us over many a mile, and the Gorganisations was bigger. A com- man post Salis ories out," Joy, is plaiat was made about the condi- tion of some of the Welsh the will of our father on high."

There is a world of truth in the grounds, and it was stated that: in saying of Emerson that a "cheer-consequence of the conditions one ful countenance is the end of of the clubs had eight players, Let us, thon, look forward to the culture and success enough," with broken koces.

In the election of the Manage ooming days with a cheerful meat Committee there was no heart and a smiling face. I som change." Tam in the Daily times think that the most beauti-News.

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Sure it is. The strip's only worth three."

Kotchum went to a desk and wrote the letter to the Board,

"I'll take it with me." said

ran over to the car and find my Brian, reaching for the latter. gloves," said Brian. Then, when" The Board meets to-morrow at "I'll get tobbins to rush be was out of hearing, Mrs. ton. Casey," he whispered, do you it through, and when the bill of koow why you're here?

ale is in my hands, I get my "Yer car-r-r busted down an-" commission -five thousand "It busted accidentally on dollara." purpose," he confessed.

"I've got you on this job becsure it's your last call to the kindergarten. Do you want to help these kids, or don't you?!!

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"Mary Mother knows how I want to!"

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"You might trust me a little," said the Big Booster.

"I might," agroed the Little Booster, putting the letter safely

away.

And next day, after the deal was closed for all parties, Ket. chum handed Brian his commis sign, and laughed in rare good

"You might have asked five times that amount."

"I know," rippled the optimist, "but I got my money's worth."

"Mery Mother, wants you to have 'em, Mrs. Casoy. But you're a blind and stubborn woman humour. now don't blow up till I finish Why won't these women stay my spiel. To spite the memory under orders?? he snapped, of Oscar Hansen you're making "Out of the County Hospital yourself and every one else three weeks what does she want miserable. If you did the right to get up and do a day's washing thing by these purps, you could for?"

send that boy to college-either "Because she don't know how Yale or Business; you could buy to play golf, maybe," auggested those two babies silk petticoats, give their mother a home with all the refinements from Paris to pianola, But no! You prefer to raise hene."

Brian.

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"Perhaps," said the doctor dryly. I don't think she wouli have enough to eat, except for an order of groceries some one reat her from town last week. Hor husband was drowned off the wharf Fourth of July. At any rate, she's got to stay in bed and be nursed for a month."

"I'll be th' auree," Mrs. Casoy volunteered:

But as they swang into the smooth State road ehe expanded The coaxing out of Mra. Casey, into emiles, her face assuming the daring the few days following, hypnotized expression peculiar to was. A process involving much the chronic motorist. The ocean. roundabout diplomacy, which breeze stirred old desires in her Brian finally accomplished by heart. She pointed out a broken laying siege to her Eotter nature, wharf where her husband had Although she had known few taken her to fish in their courting children in the flesh, her love of days, A fick of pelicane swung childhood as an idea amounted to across the mists in imitation of a a monomania. So Brian called Eolasai priat, frequently, boaring gifts entering "I well remimbar th' time me tin cans and the happiest triba o'

Deleterious Drugs in Siam.

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ful thing in life is a sinile the smile of the fair, young girl, Standing with reluctant feet

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meaning of all intellectual and One Ah Seng will have the Where the brook and river meet, spiritual experience. Jotunda egregious distinction, says the Womanhood and childhood feet

We seek the truth in nature, in Slam Observer, of being the first the smile of the mother rocking art, in life this gives us that to come under the provisions of her babe and singing soft and strange senso of flowing out

tofthe the recently enacted Deleterious low; the smile of the kind, the heart which we call love, which "What can I do?" she asked Drugs Act, as far as attempted noble, the true, whose hearts are makes us toach reverently the humbly, lifting the sleeping girl. emuggling from ships is concern filled with pity and love,

head of tho little child, which Brian promptly unfolded Bjed, being caught in the set, com But we must remember this, gives as dear friendships with the typewritton paper before her eyes. ing off the s.s. Michael Jebsen that the smile must come from hills and flowers, which sets the This is an option on your There were 717 Chiness deck the heart. It must be the out-soul, at times, afloat on the mystio property, sale price two hundred passengers on board the vessel ward expression of an inward wirge of aspiration toward that and fifty thousand dollars. Sign when she came in from Swatow, atate. When a man loves nature, spirit whose, dwelling is the light here, please. To-night I can offer and these were duly disembarked, man and God, it stamps itself on of setting suns. And then comma "You're on!" said Brian. it to say one of twenty dealers," Among the number coming away his face with a beauty all its the joy that shows itself in the "I'll have a word with you "Will they take it ?1

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from the steamer was Ah Feng, own. This is the payoho-face and shines in the oyes with "Will a cat steal fish?" Brian whose hat did not fit him very logical explanation of those the soft light of a changeleen about the case," remarked the doctor, beckoning Mrs. Casey into shook out a fountain-pen, well, so the Customs officials legends of mediaeval saints, such as smilo.. the tent.

"For me babies!" whispered investigated the matter. They that of St. Francia and St. Claire, "Twenty-seven cores of ripe Mrs. Casey, as she knelt under searched him, and found he was who, when they met, their faces

the candle-light and affixed her attempting to smuggle in five shone so brightly that people for Two large boulders have fallen to her saving weakness. Once it husband shote wan

thim flies I ever met! Brian mused, scraggly signature.

bottles of coosine. Four of these away could see the gleam thereof, au to the tram lines between the was an ostentatious gilt-framed bur-r-rds an

as he bupted up an old shovel She was silent like the southern wore concealed in his hat, and Dante tells how in Paradiso the East and West gatos at Taiko obromo labelled "Tiny Toddlera";. Something's wrong with the and began digging a trench to stare as, still carrying the sleep one was found in his right-hand spirits appeared to him swathed Docks. They have been remove l again, a cheap lithograph portrait engine," said Brian grimly. The bury the litter in the yard. ing child, who followed Brian out cost-pocket. According to the in light; how thoy waxed brightor by the Public Works Dapartment. of the Czarina of Russia sur- car was noticeably slowing down. Tho dcator &iminiatored an to the car. He took his place at provisions of the Act named, and brighter as they saw more Captain's Pistol Stolen, f rounded by a mosquito fleet of A few hundred yards ahead apopiate to the mother and left her the wheel.

person found attempting to and more the truth of God-the Capt. Thomas, of the sa. Sai two visitors, little princesses. Brian patiently peared the desolate, box-like sleeping. The

"Be th' way, what's th' name smuggle one gramme of cocaine deeper the insight, the stronger Tai, has complained to the police scanned the daily papers for shanties of Ocean Terrace. They assisted by the small boy pero that sick woman in there?" is liable to a fins of ticale 6,000, the love, the greater the joy and the that about 8.30. a.m. yesterday a bright sayings of children with were approaching an antidy, rag. formed the labours of Hercules in she asked in a low tones

or imprisonment not exceeding brighter the light in which their Webley-Scott pistol was stolen which to interlard is converged tent which stood, like the making the place habitable. She's the widow of Oscar six months, or both. Ab Seng souls forever shine. There is a from his cabin. The weapon was

outcast of beggars, a respectful Brian hold the baby in various Hansen," said Brian distinctly.

had fourteen grammes.

deep, deep symbol here of the valued at $30.

Bation

Fall of Boulders.

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