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THE NORTH GEORGIA CITIZEN, DALTON, GA.
Simple Story of John What.
there came into the
lives
boy-
not
The
One time
ves 0 f two young people a little
_ s o very little and so red that
^ eQ jus father saw him for the
^ t t i me he threatened to call
biro a ruby an( ^ use ^ or a
watch charm. The little boy did
know that his minute bulk
brought him this insult, and
b e ld no grudge against his father,
but curled back in his soft wrap
pings and snuffled and paid no at
tention. There came a time, how-
evar, when he liegan to pay atten
tion ; not only to his happy par-
eI1 ts, but to other things—the
window curtain, for instance ; the
coverlet over his bed, the shaft of
sunshine which shot from window
curtain to coverlet, and which
vainly he attempted to grasp.
By and by this little boy passed
the ages of infancy and reached—
pardon me for not explaining
“ages of infancy ” at the first. I
believed that it was generally
known that in babyhood the plural
construction should be used al
ways, for while larger people must
be content with one birthday a
year, the little boy in dresses has
at least half a dozen. He has his
first week and then his first month;
at three months he celebrates an
other “ birthday,” and at six ; and
on every month up to the comple
tion of the year there is declared
a holiday upon which it is fitting
and proper for visitors to be as
tounded at the marvelous growth
of the baby. Where was I ? Ah,
yes ; I was saying that this little
bov, having passed all those stages
up to the wonderfully mature
period of three years, became ac
quainted with John What.
Who was John What? He
came suddenly from that mysteri
ous region in which the fairies
have their home, and Red Riding-
hood and Tom the Piper’s son,
and all that lot. And he went
away after a time and has never
siuce returned, so that he could
not be questioned in detail as to
his place of residence or how
he came to leave it to be the at
tendant, the refuge, the friend, of
this little boy. John What’s first
appeared in this way : The little
boy’s mother went where he was
playing one day and found him
cheerfully chatting with himself.
This is my wubber ball,” he
said. “ Did you ever see me fwow
| it?”
“ Did you speak to me, sweet-
I heart ? ” his mother asked.
“No, I’m ’payin’ wif John.”
“ And who is John, dear ? ”
I “ Why mamma, don’t you
know?” wonderingly. “John?
Zat’s just John.”
“ And where is he ? ”
“ Don’t you see him, mamma ? ’
somewhat nettled. “ Wight over
zere on my li’l chay-oh ? ” The
word “ chay-oh ” will be under
stood as meaning a “ chair.”
She was but an amateur as a
i mother, and she read the wonder-
| ful things in the newspapers—
| those articles concerning “ moth-
| firs’ congresses ” and conventions
°f childless people, who feel an
errand to tell persons who have
children what to do about them
a *id how to raise them. So she
spoke to her own mother about
the baby’s imaginary playfellow,
find, asked if she thought the same
ought to be discouraged.
“Dear me, no,” the grandmother
said. “ Why when you were five
years old you had three play
mates of that kind that you used
m spend the whole afternoons talk-
mg to them and having them help
y°u dress dolls.”
So the young mother took an
mterest in John, as indeed she had
mason to, for a day or so later
5 Wd John as an arbiter of
mily fortunes, and for the first
disclosed his surname. Some
l ^ e malefaction was scored
gainst the child, and he was re-
f r °ved for his conduct. Straight-
, ensued this appeal to the
mgker court:
“ I m goin’ to tell John on you,. and to feel that if she could only
mamma. You just see what he exchange this worthless and worn-
says. John! What? Mamma
treated me mean ! All wight for
her !
“ Thay-oh, now; see what he
says.” In triumph.
It was such a funny little ap
peal and so promptly heard and
decided that his mother, instead
of being overwhelmed with shame
was delighted.
“Was that John who was talk
ing to you ? ” she inquired.
“ Yes—an’ he said: ‘ All wight
for you.’ ”
“Was it he who answered
‘ What ’ when you called ? ” The
little head shook affirmatively.
“ Well, I wish my little boy
would answer his mamma when
she calls him half as promptly.
Let me hear you call him again.”
Proud of this interest, the little
boy did not even wait for the in
sertion of commas or semi-colons
this time, but r.ittled through his
dialogue with John in one key
and without stopping for a breath:
Johnwhatmammalike8you ! ”
out old life of hers for that little
dawning of existence she would
know why she had lived to this
time. Kneeling by his bed, red
eyed and stony-faced, was his
mother, she who had first heard
him call to John What. And on
the other side, also kneeling and
with hands tight clasped, was a
man, and if you looked twice or
thrice at that drawn face you
might recognize it as that of the
man who laughed three years or
more ago, and said he would call
the baby a ruby and use him for a
watch charm.
The evening came, and the twi
light, and the time ticked on into
the night. The lamplight fell
upon them, and I believe that all
three were praying. But a
stronger agency than their prayers
was acting, and toward midnight
the little boy woke and looked
languidly about him. Suddenly
the clock away down in the city
tower began striking the hour and
J the little lips moved :
Then a pause for a gasp of
breath.
Then : “ All wight! I like her
an’ I’m doin’ to div her a tiss ! ”
And then, wonderful to relate,
John What, incarnated in the form
of the little boy, took advantage
of the corporeality of the latter,
and rushed into the arms of the
one who had been called “mamma.”
After that John What became
a recognized member of the family.
When the little boy felt that he
had a grievance he would stand
up very straight, and looking away
from his loving enemies, he would
say :
“ John What, zair mean to me,
all wight for zem ! ” And that,
of course, was as much as excom
munication.
Sometimes the mother would
grow reflective and think how for
tunate the little boy was in pos
sessing a friend who would always
support and cheer him, who knew
his inner feelings, and who would
never become untrue—one to
whom he could always fly for en
couragement and consolation when
childish afflictions came—one who
with a cheerily called “ all right ”
could straighten all entanglements
and bring back peace.
She thought how much better
it would be for the world if grown
up people could have such friends
—friends who would answer them
the very instant they were called
upon, and who, in answering,
would do the thing exactly needed
to brighten darkness—whose lan
guage, even to the remotest con
sonant’s sound, would be the very
speech the appealing one would
most care to hear. Sometimes
she wished she might call:
“John! What? The world
is full of trouble, and all people
are not as happy as we two and
our little boy. All right; I’ll fix
it up.”
One day the little boy turned
from his blocks and his rubber
ball, and with a look in his eyes
which was toward the far-away,
he said:
“ John—What.
“ I’m kired. I want my
mamma.”
They took him up to his little
room where in bad weather he
played most, and where his mother
usually sat and talked to him and
told him stories as she sewed, and
looked at him and thought that
the world was divided into two
equal portions—himself and the
rest of it—and that he was more
than all the other part of the
world. They took him there
where she used to sit and think
thus idly, and they laid him on
his small, white bed, and they
gathered about him and were glad
when he stirred, and were fearful
also. The grandmother, who had
looked kindly upon his imaginary
companion in that day back yon
der, was there to do and to pray
six,
the
“ One, two, free, fo\ fi\
seben,” and for the rest of
twelve the clock tolled on unac
companied, for he had never been
able to count above eight. But
as the last rolling note from the
tower echoed and died away in
mellow sound there was another
movement of the baby lips :
“ John ! ”
“ What! ”
“ I’m doin’ to do—whay-oh you
are. I’m doin’—”
And that was all. For John
What did not answer ever again.—
Chicago Record.
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Knew What They Wanted.
“ Elect me your sheriff,” shouted
the candidate for that office. “ I
promise you that you shall have a
faithful and painstaking official.”
« Elect me,” came back his op
ponent, “ and I’ll promise you
that you shall have a faithful and
thief-taking administration,” Jand
he was elected by the largest ma
jority in the history of the county.
—Free Press.
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ETHICS AND BUSINESS CLASHED.
A Word to the Wise Should be Suffi
cient.
“I first began my practice,” the
doctor remarked between the puffs
of a cigar, “down in a little town
in Georgia. Business came pretty
slow, and I had made up my mind
that I should not advertise, and I
want to tell you how it came out.
The proprietor of one of the papers
came to me one day with the re
mark :
“ ‘Doctor, I want a little ad
from you for the Weekly Razoo.’
“ ‘I couldn’t do it, my good
friend,’ I replied, ‘for it would be
a flagrant violation of professional
ethics.’
“ ‘What's them ? ’
“ ‘Why the rules of the pro
fession.’
“ ‘Oh, I see ! Well, couldn’t
you let me use your name in cases
where you are called ? ”
“ ‘Yes—no objection to that.’
“ ‘And you’ll pay me for it ? ’
“ ‘Not a cent,’ I replied, perhaps
a little harshly, for I thought the
editor was trying to work me.
“Out he went, apparently angry
but I paid no attention to it. One
day I was looking over the Razoo
and in it was the notice of the re
covery of a little girl in the town,
and the conclusion was the brief
but flattering compliment, ‘Dr,
Gannt in attendance.’ I confess
I thought better of the fellow and
was pleased. The next week,
however, one of my patients died,
and at the conclusion of a very
pathetic obituary notice was the
same lines, ‘Dr. Gannt in attend
ance.’ You ought to have seen
me get to the office and get an ad
vertisement in the Razoo.”
Special Notice.
There are quite a number ot
subscriptions due The Citizen dat
ing several years back. We hope
those who are in arrears will look
at the date on the label of their
paper, and remit at once. Be
kind enough to give this matter
your attention. tf.
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There is no disease more uncertain in ill
nature than dyspepsia. Physicians say that
the symptoms of no two cases agree, it 1
therefore most difficult to make a collect
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Items From the Jimplecute.
Charlie Maddox and Frank Von-
herg are on the mountain building
an extension to the road leading
to the talc quarries.
Capt. Ed Rembert and family
and a portion of Major Wilson’s
family came over from Dalton to
campmeeting Sunday.
John Springfield, Henry Staples
and wife and Mrs. Nick Vance
and family, all of Dalton, attended
the meeting at the campground.
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