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The Seaforth News, 1925-09-10, Page 2- For e ys and. res LITTLE SAM AND SAM LITTLE One clear, cold, starry night, a soft chance to be an only son, what better. can we do than give him the old name?, Well, grandpacarried the day. Per- haps his sweet, gentle mother would rathe ' it were something else' but she yielded gracefully and spoke the name in such a soft, musical voice, and with so many pretty variations, that really it seemed quite like a new name, after white covering of snow upon the ground, there came to the great house on the hi., a strange, wee traveler. They called hila "Baby" at first, and gave him the warmest, heartiestweb come that ever a stranger received, No wonder, though, far all who lived in the great house, were grown-up folks. There was grandpa and grand- ma, Baby's' father and mother, and all. She cooed over her treasure as the servants; so you may imagine; a mother -bird twitters over her nest that the arrival of this stranger made lings. a great change for them. Evidently he came to stay, judging by, the size of his wardrobe, which had been sent on in advance. And such beautiful things—the softest flannels, richest, filmiest laces—iieecy zephyr things, piles of them! You must really conclude that he must belong to the royal family, if you had, seen the attention he receiv- ed! Certainly, he was -ea rich little gentleman. It has been said that he named after Sam Little of the small was born with a gold spoon in his house in the hollow. I Mouth, but, of course, I do not know When these two Sams were about about that. I do know, however, that six months old they were introduced the people of the great house were, to each other. Mrs. Little was always very "rich before he came, and after- glad to work at the great house. She ward they considered themselves ( was well fed there, well paid and gen- much richer, so he must have brought erally well favored. something with him. At this particular time she had Now, about the same time, a week asked permission to take her Sam with or two later perhaps, another wee her, and he was rolling over the floor etranger chanced to be traveling that in a rollicking sort of way when little way, Ile did not climb the hill, but Sam, in his nurse's arms, entered the stopped at the very small house thatkitchen, stood at its foot, in the hollow. A I How -hose babies understood each number of just such travelers had( other nobody knew; but there was a been entertained there before, and, it1 bond between them from that time much being no new thing, there was not forth. made for this one, Sam Little's mother and Little preparation � The two must have come from thelSam's nurse made en excuse to pay same country, for. each was called a protracted visit to the kitchen, and "Baby," and really they behaved very often during the summer, when Little much alike. Neither of them seemed • Sam went out to ridein his baby to have much manners, except when icarriage, nurse would push it down it suited him. They cried often, made the hill and rest a while in the hollow. faces, kicked, and otherwise acted In thet way the two friends met shamefully. Still, in the great house much oftener than the people of the and small one alike, all that kind of great house knew. behavior was considered funny, rather Grandma would certainly have put than naughty. a stop to it; for when, Little Sam Day by day these babies grew pret- grew old enough to run around quite ty and bright—the rich one the prat- t independently, and was sometimes tierthe poor one the most roly-pdiy found to have gone off by himself to —and both about equal in smartness; visit Sam Little, she would say to his neither of them smart enough to yet mother: ,, make a name for himself, and surely "Really, Julia; you will have to get they ought not to be called by thea nurse that is more to be depended same name any longer, so their friends upon, Your present one is entirely set about finding such as would suit. too intimate with our washerwoman. Mrs. Little—she who lived in the Of course Sam goes there with her. small house—did not have to look long Perhaps you are not aware .that our or far. Her husband had been kilted darling boy talks incessantly of that by an accident two .or three months Sam Little. One has to be careful, before Baby came, and his wife you know; if we want a noble tree, thought it would seem so nice to be we must bend the tender sapling saying his name often. All the Little aright." family thought so, too; so they agreed! Pour happy birthdays passed, each to call the stranger Sammy. one marked by gifts many and won - Sammy Little was the wayit was drous and fine for Little Sane, and written in the big family Bible, but, for Sam Little—well, he managed to being such busy folks, it -tools then- enjoy his portion, too, which might . to long to 'pronounce both syllables, have been worse, so it was soon shortened to Sam. The worn-out toys and spoiled pic- Poor Sam Little, never to see or time books and clothes not much worse lcnow his father! That was sad. Peo- for the wear, but not needed . any pie said: "It didn't make much difference, It was "Baby Sam;" "Sam Darl- ing," "Precious Samsie," and a dozen others that only she and baby under- stood, but more frequently than any- thing cies, just "Little Sam," Sammy wouldn't da at all, It had no char- acter. Samuel was too dignified and serious fen all but grandma, and even site finally adopted "Little Sam." So you see that Little Sam of the great house on the hill was really longer at the great house, were care- lessly passed over to the occupants thouth, for the elder Sam was always of the small house. a shiftless, unfortunate fellow. His So Sam Little learned how to amuse wife could do better without him. He himself, and, in fact, by the time his never knew how to make both ends fourth birthday bad passed, he knew meet," a thing, by the way, the pres- pretty well how to take care of him-. ent Sam Little soon learned to do. self. If he had owned a canoe I think Perhaps you will not believe it, but he could have paddled it, he used often to lie on the floor, look- At this time Little Sam's life took ing more like a ball than anything on a new feature. Every morning he else, with his chubby little foot in was sent to a kindergarten that had his hand and his big toe stuck in iia lately opened in the village, and again mouth. at noon the carriage was sent to bring To find a name for the other baby him home. School was a delight to was not, by any means, such -an easy him, and he was a delight to the thing. .They searched far and wide, teacher.. consulted their many friends, 1 I have not etold you what a very through the biographical dictionary, pretty boy he had grown to be. He rubbed up their knowledge of foreign . had but one wish ungratified. Every cognomens, but all to no purpose. No- day he would say to some of the home - thing would fit. There was not one foiest upon which they could all agree. At length, grandpa said: "If Sam Little could only go .with "I think we shall have to fall back me to school! Why can't he? There's upon the family name, after all. We room in the car and there's room at have been only sons for four genera- sool." tions, and all Samuels. It has been Once Sam Little did go. When the a Iucky name in our family, too. Suc- car rolled through the gate into the cess and good fortune ,have attended road 'close by his mother's door he us. If our dear baby should also was out playing, and, thinking it a REG'LAR FELLERS—By Gene Byrnes. i ---HADA LoTTA FUN TWO M0RWW' MOM! WE WAS C7ua5SIel' WHAT -TIME IT WAS: ti. John Tweed, noted English sculptor, with hie completed monumental statue of Lord Kitchener, for the national Kitchener memorial in Horse Guards parade, London. fine chance for a ride, just hung on behind. Any other boy would have been hurt, or at least dropped off, long be- fore the school was reached. But not Sam. He thought it jolly fun, and that Sam and the cow liked; it was close by an old mill. Sometimes the dusty miller would stand in the door and say kindly: "Let down the bars and drive her along by the stream there a bit, Sam - then the chauffeur took him inside my. The grass'•is good and rich, and going back. I don't begrudge her a taste of it" While Little Sam was improving at The splash, splash of the mill wheel school Sam Little was picking up var- was music to Sam's ears, and when ious kinds of knowledge at home, the miller let him conic into the mill,! When he was nine years old he could as he did occasionally, he loved to climb any tree, ride an old horse bare.. 'watch "the big stones crushing the back, swim like a fish and get into grain and turning cut the snowy, mischief and danger .generally. His flour. Then he thought there was no -1 older brothers and sisters were a thing—he would like better than to be great help to him, while Little Sam a miller. continued to be an only child. One day—the boys were twelve Sometimes he would sigh and say, years old then—Sant had driven his 1 "If Sam Little was only my brother, cow further along the stream than mother, how nice it would be!" usual and was lying on the bank under While Sam Little thought if only a water -willow, a little way below the he had s. grandfather, how nice that dam, not thinking of anything in par -1 would bel ticular, but just lazily watching the Little Sam's grandpa brought so cow, who was as Iazi_y munching the many new toys and books from the grass or chewing her cud, when he big town where he went every day, he heard a piercing scream. was such a fine looking old gentleman, He jumped to his feet, listened, rode about in such grand style, often heard it again, and said to himself e taking Sant with him auntil Sam Lit- he started to run in the direction of bis supposed that having a grand- the sound: father or not having one made all the "Cracky! What's up now? I do be - difference in the world. Neve that's Master Sam! Oh, I'm He asked his mother once where afraid he's gone and drowned him- his was. scl£ 1" "Sleeping his last sleep," she said. Reaching the breast of the dam, he "Oh, will I see him when he gets clambered up the bank, and saw on awake?" the opposite- side, still further up, "If you don't keep quiet .and stop something like a ball rise to the sur - bothering me P;i wake you!" his face, then disappear. mother answered. With but one thought—that of res- So he did not venture any more cuing "Master Sam," to whom he was questions, hut often' pondered about as devoted as a faithful dog is to his it and wondered, how long he would master—he threw aside his old coat • have to wait. and plunged in, He was the ort of boy who would Now it was that Sam Litt"e's edu, have to wait for many things; but cation and pluck served him we:1, Ho' "he who waits wins." could swim like a fish, but the dam` What did Sam Little win? You was wide and the current strong, shall see. The boy was saved. Ouse Sam land - His mother kept a cow, which was. ed on the bank, looking like death as one of the best friends the -Little farehe lay there without showing any, Ey had. Being poor themselves, they signs of life, and the other airnost could not always give the cow as much ,too exhausted to move. as she gave them. - But Sam iLttle was thoroughly Throughoutthe greater part of the scared at the sight of Little Sam. He year that cow had to turn "tramp" ran as quickly as he could to a farm - and get her living on the roadside. house that was fortunately near. at It fell to Sam's lot to tend her, hand. As he reached it he saw with seek out the best tufts of grass and joy the car from the greet house just the richest fence 'corners, and drive coming around the bend. In it' were her there, and then to drive her home Litt:e .Sam's father and grandpa, re again at night. 1 turning from the station. There was: one spot in particular! It did not take many words to make • �WON 'I I WAS oN6'( 'Two MINITS. OUT OF 'THE WAY! 40OR puDDReHSAD WAS AN HOUR AN' A HAt.F WRONG: FROM PIRATE TO PA ;` ON Awe -Trader's Fa,MOUs Hymns. There has just' occurred the blcen teualy--tho two hundredth annivor- seetly—of alio author of two of the bust known hyiiuls in the language .'Glori- oue pings- of 'Phos Are Spoken" and "How Sweet the Name of ,iesus Sounds," Iie was the vicar of Olney, lived next door to the poet William Cowper, and 'collaborated with hint in the pioduction of the fatuous Olney; Hymns. I Yet the Rev, John Newton had been, A turbulent African slave -trader. He' began his career as a ship's boy, and later became naval •midshipman, at- teinptod desertion, and was flogged.' Eventually he was transferred to a slave ship, did the most menial jobs for a brutal slaver, and gave, httuselt' up to every Perm of'dissipation, Converted by a Storm. It is said that his mode oe life was changed by the- strain et steering a water-legged—ship through a terrible storm, but it Is certain tha'i he came under the influence of Wesley and Whiteileid, and although he remained' at sea fol- some tjme, Haid even in the stave trade, his ship must have been one of the strangest thatever sailed the seas. No, swear word was heard aboard that craft: nobody ever got drunk, and the Church service was read daily. But though there was no form of wickedness to which he had not con- fessed in his autobiography, he was still only thirty when he .amazed the Archbishop of York by his request to be admitted to Holy Orders. It took him some time to get his desire ful- filled, but it may be said at once that the Church never had a more faithful. minister, He was rector of Olney for fourteen Years, and then removed to London to the Chureh of St. Mary Woolneth, a few yards from the Man - 1 aeon Hoifsc, where he remained for twenty-eight years, He cued at the age ofelghty-i.wo. The cal ce[ of John Newton Inevit- ably sugges.d that ;of'John Bunyan, who, If hls'own account may be trust- ed, was in his early days a practical atheist, a ,worthless conteuiptihle in- fidel, a vile rebel to God and goodnese, a common profligate, a eou•l-desptsing, a soul-naurdering, thoughtless wretch as could exist on the earth." But Macaulay avers tbat his own and othens'.accosnts of his extreme wick- eduess'are traceable to Banyan's ex- aggerated view of the blackness of his own heart, and that the author of "The Pilgrim's Progress' would have been regarded by the average village rector of.ltis,,,day as a model ycath and an ex, amplilto the parish 1 Bet it is.a,fact that Launcelot Black. burtie, who became Archbishop of Can- terbury, had formerly been a pirate. After a wild career at Cambridge it said that ho stole a fiddle from his tutor's room and played his way to London, where Ise shipped as cabin. boy on a' colder. On abandoning piracy Blackburne returned to Cambridge and restored the fiddle to its rightful owner, to- gether with a silver ease. When he was Archbishop, tobacco and punch were always served in his vestry as he performed a confirmation. "Billy. Sunday" and .Gipsy Smith are regarded to -day as the greatest evan- gelists in. the world. Bach can attract an audience running 1nt0 tees of thou- sands, The former was once a famous baseball player, and still uses the lan- guage ofthe game to illustrate his ser- mons, The latter was a glpsy, horn in a tent. Isis father used to preach on Hampstead Heath, being a product of the Salvation Army movement in its very early days, them understand Sam's story. Soon Little Sam was in his father's arms, being rapidly borne to the machine. Either the motion, the breeze or the warmth of his father's heart, or pos- sibly all combined, served to bring him back to life. Then grandpa found his tongue. He put Sam Little in the car and took him home with him. .He questioned both boys as to how it all happened, and said to Sam Little: "You are a brave boy. We owe you more thanwe know how to pay. What do you want most in the world?" Sam said, if it wasn't for the cow, he would like most of all to go to school now, and, when lie was old enough, ho would like to learn M be a miller. Grandpa patted him on the head and laughed as he said: "I think we can manage about the cow. Go home now, and tell your mother 1 wl[r-talk wren Her Gnus even- ing." Of course Sant did not go home until he had some dry clothes on, something hot to drink and plenty to eat, . The vielt to Mrs. Little was very satisfactory, Grandpa offered to let the cow pasture hihis fields in sum - mar and be fed from his barn in win- ter. He advised Mrs. Little to send Sats regularly to public school for awhile, and promised to keep hirn ih clothes until ',ewes able to earn them for himself. It would be time enough to talk of a trade,afterward. Such a bright boy ought to have his chance at least. Yee, it always Leaks Out. laid—"Daddy, what is a secret?" "Dad—"Well, I heard your mother say it's anything that's not broadcast, but—ser--just leaks out. The number of new wards added each year to tits English language is approximately 100.• I GUESSPOOR pODD03iI AD IGMT r1ER`! •SMARTI_ Still Going Strong! At almost all our popular seaside re- sorts our old friends Punch and Judy are still to be found, for both young people and grown-ups are still fascin- ated by the quaint antics of the world- famous dolls, says au English writer. It would be hard to say when Mr. Punch first made his appearance in England. He seem to have come to us by way of Prance, and -.was certain- ly known to Englishmen in Charles I,'s time, Nowadays many modern touches aro added to the old "Punch" play. Oc- casionally a crbcodile with a gaping mouth—taken, perhaps from "Peter Pan"—which swallows strings of saus- ages as well as human beings, helps to tickle the palate of the crowd. It Is estimated that there aro nearly three hunched Punch and 'Judy stalls ' in this country, and the show 18 just as popular in the majority of Conti- - nental onti--nentai resorts. Manipulating the dolls—all done by means of the showman's fingers while he holds his hands above his head --ie by no means easy. It needs years of Intensive training. litany showmen ' also make tbeh' own dolls and. build and decorate the scenery themselvea. Cheldseu often weeder how it is that Mr. Punch has such a high-pitched voice. T1118 effect is obtained by means of a kind of squeaker composed of two pieces of metal bound together by thread. Many Punch and Judy men say that their profession is not so lucrative as it time to be, for nowadays they have to pay a considerable amount for their "pitch" en the beach. n But as the showman's wife conies round with the hat there are few dad- dies or uncles who can deny, as they listen to the happy laughter of the kid- dies and sae the smiles on their elderly companions' faces, that the privilege of watching the antics of Mr. Punch and his fellow conspirators is well worth a few coppers. Visions. Rickenbacicer, flying ace, forecasts airships traveling at 500 miles an hour 50,000 feet above the earth, dirigibles flitting In a day from New Toric to Paris and planes. making the tr'anslt of the, pountry In a day. Well, nobody has a better right tba j 1s leas to see such things. Theo who word five up essential liberty to purchase a little temperer/ safety deserve neltht•r iiberty nor safety.—Denjamin Prank:in. Pudl:Iinhead's Method of Telling Tirane. SURE HE 15 MOM, OfeEee .NE IDN HAV+=_ ANY BREAWFAV Tti(S MORte1 (Cor_ ihtIi.n bo T : Self $ STORES OF WELL KNOWN PEOPLE A Witty Reply. The Governor•,Genoral oI the Irish Free State; Mr, Timothy ideal;, ICC., whose witty speeci[es ;delighted 'the :louse of Commons In days gone by, has, not losthis oil -limo gift of repar- tee. • Though much of histime is now taken up with ills official dui "Tim" still practices eecasionally, and during the hearing oe a case, not long ago, in which he appeared, a rasping voice coming Prom an adjoining froom dis- turbed the Court, "Do you know what the noise is, Mr. Healy?" aakeit the judge. "I think," was Healy's reply, "it must be one of my learned friends filing an affidavit," ' A Poser. This year's winner in the air race around Britain, 'Captain F. L, Barnard, says that the only (laced= r'egarding his aeronautical experiences he was quite unable to answer; was asked hien by a child, He was visiting a friend, and' his host's little girl, aged about eight or nine, after putting him through ;a lengthy cross-examination, wound up with title Poem': "But tell lite, captain,"elle said in alt earnestness, "if the end of the world were to come, and the earth were des- troyed while you were up in your aero•' - plane, where would you land when you game [Iowa?" - - In Slippery Plaoes,_ Thee amusing story was told recent- ly by Vice -AM: Meal Sir Roger Keyes. ' It concerned a sailor who was conduct- ing a dear old lady over bhe Victory in the days before the war. Pointing to a brass plate that was letintothe deck, ho said: "This is the spot, ma'am, where Nel- son fell," "Well, I don't wonder at it" replied the old dame, "I nearly slipped on it myself just now." Megan in Merry Mood. - Mr. Lloyd George Is exceedingly proud of his clever young daughter Megan, and recently he told -with great gusto the story of how, waren barely nine years old, the little girl worked early and late canvassing her father's constituency during a hotly -contested election. To one old fellow wise had been em- ployed at Carnarvon Castle for fifty years, 'she asked, speaking In her and Ids native tongue: "Please avid you vote fou' my rather? "Indeed I will," was the reply, "but you must give me a kiss 1f Ido. "_Ab," exclaimed the little miss with au arch smile, "but that would be bribery and corruption. It isn't al- lowed." When They Were Boys. Jan Todd's school, as readers of "Lorna Doone" vv111 recall, was at Tiv- erton, and its modern representative is the famous Blundell's, the great West Country public school at which the late Archbishop Temple was also a scholar. Blundollians !recently cele- - brated the novelist's centenary, for on the outside wall of the old school build- ing, now used as a private residence,, the school occupying new quarters, the name "It. D. Blackmore" may still be seen, out in large letters;^' IInllko Thackeray, Blackmore speaks lovingly of his settee!. The author of "Vanity Pair" was an Old Carthusian long before the removal of the ancient school from London to Godalming. He _ referred to it in private not as the Charterhouse, but as . the -Slaughter- house. He had his nose broken 'there to a fight, and, although he and his antagonist later became . friends, he carried that broken nose to his grave. Probably the moat famous 01 all literary panegyrics on a great school': Is "Tom Brown's Schooldays," Mat- t A•rnold's father, Thomas Arnold, lifted Rugby School from second or even third class among public schools to a foremost position, anal During his. fanlolia headship it had litany boys who later attained fame, like the head- master's son Matthew, his chem 1 Arthur kingh ,Clough, Tout HL{gales, Lb'd oetther of the great school story, and Arthur Ponrhyn Stant y, the famous dean of Westminster. Tont 3iughes probably dict more even than Thomas Arnold to lift his old school to a pin- nacle of fame, For a lcug lime ltugby kept its proud pre-eminence as the only scbool which had a clsoale ail to itself. • TheuItud- yard Kipling ;:'rote "Stalky. lull Co:" The e,phool wi•icit he gloelfies in his own peculiar way is the United Scr- vicea College Westward Ido' Nisrth hove"; or vehicle 1t goal say- ing, the poet of the Empire 1, the greet celebrated scholar. But. Charles Laub must take pre- cedence of all. In his riimons' essay, "Christ's Hospital .Pivo-sn eeth'it'ty Years Ago," he immortalizedlir, old: Blue Cnat.School, now et. laorsh.:[m :rut. then. standing on tlio site new occupied by the General,Poet Oflice, Lamb and Coleridge wears there •together and wore lite -long frleuds. • A Financial Expert. Hoi• Mother—"How is your budget systen working ottt?" Mrs. Jun eliiide line I ,•e. -'Jest transferred HenrY-'sesolf ?.ppropriajlon to my clothing account.'