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June 2, igog. THE
ever they saw dessert on her table. They
couldn't have any you know."
Not a bte?" from the small catcher
very faintly.
"Nat a taste?" Manager Robinson
asked Mrs. Brown tor very simple meals,
no sweets and no hot breads?
"Battercakes especially forbidden," put
in Uncle Tim slily.
"He said a man was only half a man
and not fit_ for work with his stomach
ovenoaded," Daddy finished impersonally.
"Will you have another cake, Bobby?'
queried Mamma the next morning, passing
cne plate.
"No thank you," responded Bobby manfully,
although he had been nicknametj
"Batter-cake Bob." Mamma gave his
hand a squeeze under the cloth which
on! si mil 1 n nlninlv
ouiv* 4utbc jnuiuij ,
"I'm proud of my catcher."
Aunt Emily arrived that week for- her
annual visit. It must be confessed *he
found a good deal of "trotting" for Bobby's
"young, strong legs" to do, and he
stood it all pretty well.
"ifou know she is an old lady and I
hope my little boy will always remember
to be polite to her," Mamma had eacouragea
in one of their bed-time chat*.
Now privately Bobby thought he was getting
too large and be "little-boyed" but
he didn't want to hurt Mamma's feelings.
.
"I'll try," he assented. If only she
wouldn't pick on the times I am busy."
he added with a sigh.
The day after, he was crumpled ue in
a ciiu.ii mtjuuiiig ins ami ana 11 was a
most difllcujt and particular job. He had
his tongue between his teeth to help him.
Aunt Emily sailed down with her aprou
full of balls of worsted.
"Bobby, let me. have that seat, by the
window, won't you? Dear, dear, there
goes my ball! Thank you. And please,
won't you pull down the shade? No,
perhaps you'd better draw in the blind.
Yes, that's better."
Bobby had just resettled himself and
re-threaded his needle when Aunt Emily
broke in. "Honey, Tve forgotten where
your Mother said the crochet needle is, '
do run ask her. "And Bobby,' as he got
half way down the uall, "come back a
minute?your legs ;are young and
strong?please come by my room and look
in iuc wuiie uux in iae lower arawer 01
tne left-hand cupboard in the walnut
chest of drawers and see if my blue ball
is there, I can't find it." Bobby was
gone a good while but Aunt Emily was
busy rewinding a ball and didn't notice
his absence for some time. "Oh, Bobby,
are you still hunting the blue ball?" she
suddenly called.
"Yes 'um," came a small voice, evidently
from the depths of the left-hand
cupboard.
"Well, never mind, dear, here it Is,"
Aunt Emily responded calmly, "I had
just overlooked it." She glanced up in
..jrprlse when Bobby went sulkily out of
the front door, muttering under his
1 breath. "Dear me," said the old lady,
"the children of the present day have
no manners?" but Bobby didn't hear it
for lie had slammed the door behind him.
Uncle Tim was sitting right outside the
door on the porch and he had heard it
all. He said not a word and did not appear
to see the little figure, with its
cap hind part before and its hands deep
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he laid down his book.
"Bobby, did I ever tell you about that
pitcher, Evans?" he began.
"Nicknamed 'Fighting Bob'?" queried
the boy, wheeling around.
"The same. You remember Manager
Robinson 'sold' him to Spartanburg right
in the heat of the season because he
disputed the umpire's decision?"
"But everybody said the umpire was
rotten," put in Bobby, hotly. Uncle Tim
nodded."
"Even Robinson didn't stand up for
him, but he said, as manager, he was
obliged to insist upon courtesy and obedience
even under the most trying circumstances.
It seems they are cardinal
baseball virtues," and Uncle Tim took up
his book again. Bobby went slowly
back to his post on the steps. After a
bit, he walked over to Uncle Tim's chair,
again.
"It's no cinch training for baseball, is
it?" he asked gravely.
"Not a bit," assented the other.
"But," continued Bobby, half wistfully,
"I reckon it's worth it."
"I am sure of it," uncle Tim agreed
heartily. Bobby straightened his little
shoulders.
"I'd better go in and see if Aunt Emily
doesn't want something," he said soberly.
FOREIGN MISSION DEBT FUND.
Previously reported, $15,217.41. Miss
A. A. Smith, Greenville, S. C., 50c; L. P.
M.t Central church, Washington, D. C.,
Cheaspeake Presby. (oddi.) $25. F. M. S.
Presbyterian church, Marven, N. C., $1;
F. M. S., 1st church, Paris, Tex., (Addi.)
$10; L. A. S., Iowa Park church, Dallas
Pres. Tex., $2; Mrs. C. V. T., Pensacola,
Fla., $1; L?. M.' S., Blackstone, E. Hanover,
Pres. Va., (Addi.) $2; J. K. D.,
Blackstone, E. Hanover, Pres. Va., $15;
Mrs. Austin Moore, Lakeland, Pia., |5;
Valdosta, Ga., (Addi.): Mrs-. J. O. Varnedoe.
Mrs. J. G. Crawford, John,
Luella and Harriet Rouse, $5; Harmony
Pre^by, Alcolu, S. C.; Miss S. O. Durant,
$1; Mrs. W. J. Duran, $1; Mrs. J. C. Durant,
$1; Mrs. M. E. Durant, $1; Mrs.
.James Reaves, $1; L. F. M. 8., First
church, Chattanooga, Knoxville Presby.
Tenn., (Addi.): Miss Herring, $1; Miss
Prouge, $1; Miss Pritchard, $1; Miss
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'IRGINIA TESTIMONY Si
do not hesitate to say that S
ve Luzianne to be the best X
1 the market, and we doubt
an equal." X
tuff, Andrews & Thomas, fig
Wholesale Grocers, Roanoke, Va. X
i. Can ' ' 25 cts. ?
O., New Orleans, U.S.A. m I
Townes, $1; Mrs. McCrae, $1; Mrs. Nelson,
$1; Mrs. Tucker, $1; Mrs. Chambers,
$1; Mrs. Gaines, $i0; Mrs. Probaseo, $1;
Mrs. Payne, $1; Mrs. W. N. Jones, $1;
Mrs. Duncan, $2. Total, $15,311.91.
Mamie S. Smith, Treas. I.
Petersburg, Va. fi
OVER THE FENCE.
Neighbor Says Something. |
The front yard fence is a famous council
nlflCP on nloacont m* *
? ,?? ? ,,.^Uoiua ua>o. mayDe 10
chat with some one along the street, or
for a friendly gossip with next door
neighbor. Sometimes it is only small
tau but other times neighbor has something
really good to offer.
An resident of Baird, Tex. got some
mighty good advice this way once.
He says:
"'Drinking coffee left me nearly dead
with dyspepsia, kidney disease and bcrwel
trouble, with constant pains in my stomach,
back and side, and so weak I 6ould
scarcely walk.
"One dflv T woo nhotun". *
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my neighbors about my trouble and told 1
her I believed coffee hurt me. Neighbor
said she knew lots of people to whom
coffee was poison and she pleaded with i
me to quit it and give Postum a trial. 1
did not take her advice right away but
tried a change of climate which did not
do me any good. Then I dropped coffee
and took u-p Postum.
"My improvement began immediately
and I got better every day i used Postum.
"My bowels became regular and in two
weeks all my pains were gone. Now I
am well and Btrong and can eat anything
i wani 10 wuaoui distress. All of this is
due to my having quit coffee, and to the
use of Postum regularly.
"My son who was troubled with indigestion
thought that if Postum helped
me so, it mignt help him. It did, too,
and he is now well and strong again.
"We like Postum as well as we ever
liked the coffee and use it altogether in
my family In place of coffee and all keep
well." "There's a Reason." Read "The
Road to Welivllle," in pkgs.
Ever read the abpve letter? A new
one appears from time to time. Tney
are genuine, true, and full of human interest.