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Brunia
Bellefonte, Pa., September 11, 1914.
The Story of Waitstill Baxter
[Continued from page 2, Col. 3]
“7. And Moses laid up the rods be-
‘fore the Lord in the tabernacle of wit-
ness.
“8. And it came to pass, that on the
{morrow Moses went into the taber-
;nacle of witness; and. behold. the rod
lof Aaron was budded and brought
iforth buds, and bloomed blossoms, and
yielded almonds.”
It was Aaron’s rod. then. and was an
‘almond branch! How beautiful, for
‘the blossoms would have heen pink:
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Rodman Took His Bible and Read.
and how the people must have mar-
velled to see the lovely blooming thing
on the dark altar. first budding, then
blossoming, then bearing nuts! And
what was the rod chosen for? He hur-
ried on to the next verse:
“9. And Moses brought out all the
rods from before the Lord unto all the
children of Israel: and they looked, and
took every man his rod.
“10. And the Lord said unto Moses,
Bring Aaron’s rod again before the tes-
timony to be kept for a token against
the rebels; and thou shalt quite take
away their murmurings from me, that
they die not.”
“Oh, Aunt Boynton,” cried the boy,
“I love my name after I’ve heard about
the almond rod! Aren't you proud that
it’s uncle’s name that was written on
the one that blossomed?”
He turned swiftly to find that his
aunt’s knitting had slipped on the
floor; her nerveless hands drooped by
her side as if there were no life in
them; and her head had fallen against
the back of her chair. The boy was
paralyzed with fear at the sight of her
closed eyes and the deathly pallor of
her face. He had never seen her like
this before, and Ivory was away. He
flew for a bottle of spirit, always kept
in the kitchen cupboard for emergen-
cies, and throwing wood on the fire in
passing, he swung the crane so that
the tea kettle was over the flame. He
knew only the humble remedies that
he had seen used here or there in ill-
ness and tried them timidly, praying
every moment that be might hear
Ivory’s step. He warmed a soapstone
in the embers and, taking off Mrs.
Boynton’s shoes, put it under her cold
feet. He chafed her hands and gently
poured a spoonful of brandy between
her pale lips. Then, sprinkling cam-
phor on a. handkerchief, he held it to
her nostrils, and to his joy she stirred
in her chair; before many minutes her
lids fluttered. her lips moved, and she
put her hand to her heart.
“Are you better, aunt dear?’ Rod
asked in a very wavering and tearful
voice.
She did not answer; she only opened
her eyes and looked at him. At length
she whispered faintly, “I want Ivory:
I want my son.”
“He’s out, aunt dear. Shall I help
you to bed the way Ivory does? If
you'll let me, then I'll run to the bridge
’cross lots like lightning and bring him
back.”
She assented and, leaning heavily on
his slender shoulder, walked feebly
into her bedroom off the living room.
Rod was as gentle as a mother, and he
was familiar with all the little offices
that could be of any comfort—the
soapstone warmed again for her feet,
the bringing of her nightgown from
the closet and when she was in bed
another spoonful of brandy in hot
milk; then the camphor by her side, an
extra homespun blanket over her and
the door left open so that she could see
the open fire that he made into a
cheerful huddle. contrived so that it
would not snap and throw out danger-
ous sparks in his absence.
All the while he was doing this
Mrs. Boynton lay quietly in the bed
talking to herself fitfully in the faint
murmuring tone that was habitual to
her. He could distinguish scarcely
anything, only enough to guess that
her mind was still on the Bible story
that he was reading to her when she
fainted. “The rod of Aaron was
among the other rods,” he heard her
say, and a moment later, “Bring Aa-
ron’s rod again before the testimony.”
Was it his uncle’s name that had so
affected her? wondered the boy, al-
most sick with remorse, although he
had tried his best to evade her com-
mand. to read the chapter aloud. What
would Ivory, his hero, his pattern and
example, say? It had always been
Rod’s prid: to carry his little share of
every burden that fell to Ivory, to be
faithful and helpful in every task giv-
en to him. He could walk through
fire without flinching, he thought, if
Ivory told him to, and he only prayed
that he might not be held responsible
for this new calamity.
“I want Ivory!” came in a feeble
voice from the bedroom.
“Does your side ache worse?” Rod
asked, tiptoeing to the door.
“No. I am quite free from pain.”
“Would you be afraid to stay alone
just for awhile if I lock both doors
and run to find Ivory and bring him
back?”
“No. I will sleep,” she whispered.
closing her eyes. “Bring him quickly
before I forget what I want to say to
him.”
Rod sped down the lane and over
the fields to the brick store where
Ivory usually bought his groceries.
His cousin was not there, but one of
the men came out and offered to take
his horse and drive over the bridge to
see if he were at one of the neighbors’
on that side of the river. Not a word
did Rod breathe of his aunt’s illness:
he simply said that she was lonesome
for Ivory. and so he came to find him.
| In five minutes they saw the Boynton
horse hitched to a tree by the roadside.
and in a trice Rod called him and.
thanking Mr. Bixby. got into Ivory’s
wagon to wait for him. He tried his
best to explain the situation as they
drove along, but finally concluded by
saying: “Aunt really made me read the
chapter to her. Ivory. I tried not to
when 1 saw uncle's name in most ev-
sry verse. but I couldn't help it.”
“Of course you couldn't! Now you
jump out and hitch the horse while 1
run in and see that nothing has hap-
pened while she's heen left alone.
Perhaps you'll have to go for Dr. Per-
ry."
_ivory went in with fear and trem-
bling. for there was no sound save the
ticking of the tall ciock. The fire burn
ed low upon the hearth. and the door |
was open into his mother's room. He
lifted a candle that Rod had left ready
on the table and stole softiv to her bed-
side.” She was sleeping like a child,
but exhaustion showed itself in every
line of her face. He felt her hands
and feet and found the soapstone in
the bed, saw the brandy bottle and
the remains of a cup of milk on the
light stand. noted the handkerchief,
still strong of camphor, on the counter-
pane and the blanket spread carefully
over her knees, und then turned ap-
provingly to meet Rod stealing into the
room on tiptoe, his eyes big with fear.
“We won't wake her, Rod. I'll watch
awhile, then sleep on the sitting room
lounge.”
“Let me watch, Ivory! I'd feel bet-
ter if you'd let me, honest I would!"
The boy's face was drawn with anx-
iety. Ivory’s attention was attracted
by the wistful eyes and the beauty of
the forehead under the dark hair. He
seemed something more than the child
of yesterday—a care and responsibility
and expense for all his loving obedi-
ence; he seemed all at once different
tonight—older, more dependable, more
trustworthy—in fact, a positive comfort
and help in time of trouble.
“I did the best I knew how. Was
anything wrong?’ asked the boy. as
Ivory stood regarding him with a
friendly smile.
“Nothing wrong, Rod! Dr. Perry
couldn’t have done any- better with
what you had on hand. I don’t know
how I should get along without you.
boy!” Here Ivory patted Rod’s shoul-
der. “You're not a child any longer.
Rod; you're a man and a brother, that's
what you are, and to prove it I'll take
the first watch and call you up at 1
o'clock to take the second so that I
can be ready for my school work to-
morrow. How does that suit you?”
“Tiptop!” said the boy, flushing with
pride. “I’ll lie down with my clothes
on; it’s only 9 o'clock and I'll get four
hours’ sleep: that's a lot more than
Napoleon used to have.”
He carried the Bible upstairs and
just before he blew out his candle he
looked again at the chapter in Num-
bers. thinking he would show it to
Ivory privately next day. Again the
story enchanted him, and again, like
a child, he puts his own name and his
living self among the rods in the tab-
srnacle.
“Ivory would be the prince of our
house,” he thought. “Oh, how I'd like
to be Ivory's rod and have it be the
one that was chosen to blossom and
keep the rebels from murmuring!”
[Continued next week.]
Universal Confidant.
Some time ago a salesman happened
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surprised at the warmth of the fight
over the local post office appointment.
“Look here, Jake,” remarked the
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wildly excited over this post office busi-i
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everybody takes such a great interest
in the thing?”
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the native. “Most of us are particular
who reads our postal cards.”—Phila-
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