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By H. M. Egbert
(Copyright, 1916, W. G. Chapman.)
Jimmy Spence looked wistfully at
his grandfather. He was only 5 years
old and did not understand many
things, but he wondered especially
t why he must not speak to the old
1 gentleman to whose house he went
Nobody would tell him that, not
even his grandmother, who was so
kind to him. But nothing had ever
. stood between Josiah Spence and his
happiness- except his pride. He was
. called hard, but it was the hardness
. of a man ready to melt if the proper
solvent could be applied.
If his only son, Tom, had been
willing to say he was wrong, Josiah
would have forgiven him. But the
boy had never said he was wrong,
not even when he was a baby. So
, the two had lived within three blocks
. of each other and had not spoken
for ten years.
Tom was married, and Josiah
knew his wife quite well by sight,
though he never recognized her. He
knew that his wife and Tom's met at
Tom's house, and when little Jimmy
began to be brought to1 his home Jo
siah said nothing. He would not rec
ognize the lad or admit his existence.
If Tom had only said he Was
-wrong! Upstairs, in the attic, were
Tom's playthings, the woolly horse,
the broken soldiers and the big drum
' with the slip in it Sometimes Jo
siah went up and looked at them and
thought of the days when Tom had
been his little boy, before-the stub
born nature developed in him.
The mother felt that it was Tom's
. duty to make up with father. Josiah
was growing old. If Tom would say
he had been to blame! But Tom re-
. fused, and it seemed likely that his
father would go to his grave without
She had hoped that little Jimmy's
advent would change the situation.
But Josiah, although' secretly jnoved
by the sight of the child, did not
budge from his position. Let Tom
say he had been wrong and he would
open" his house to him and his wife.
In despair, the mother made a final
appeal to Tom.
"I won't say I was wrong, because
I wasn't," was Tom's answer.
There matters rested, and years
began to go by. Little Jimmy was
seven now and still his grandfather
had never spoken to him. Jimmy
Looking Over Tom's Toys and Shak
ing His Head.
wondered more and more. Some day
he would have to be told.
Josiah Spence was 75.. He was
growing weaker and he was soften
ing with age. However, he did not
soften toward Tom. But he longed
for a reconciliation as only a stub
born nature longs for what it cannot
He was seated in the attic, where
he often went now, thinking of the