A REUNION A LABOR DAY STORY By ARTHUR PRICE The Labor da.v procession was com ing down the street. The first man iu it was six feet four inches tall, with a bearskin hat on his head that raised him to seven feet, lie was the drum major o f the hand and was twirling his big silver headed staff and throw ing it into the air with tine jugglery. Behind him came the'bund and then the man of most real importance, the graud marshal, followed by his aids. Then came the different unions march ing in line, every man looking happy on this c lea r‘ September day that he could lay aside his hammer or his trowel or whatever tool best represent ed his trade and step out to the in spiriting strains of martial music. Among those who lined the side walks, occupied tlie steps o f the build ings and climbed the lampposts along the line o f march was a certain Mrs. O'Toole, who had recently come over from Ireland. With her was her sou, Daniel, six years old. The mother was standing with the crowd on the curt), but Danny was perched with a leg on each side o f a horizontal piece of iron under the lamp, straining his eyes to catch the first glimpse o f sunlight that would strike the brass horns of the band. “ They’re cornin’, mother!" he shout- ed, w ild with excitement. Every eye within "hearing o f flic boy's voice was turned in the direction lie was looking. True enough, a line of mounted po lice wheeled around a corner, and iu another moment the strains o f music were heard in the distance. Danny kept his mother Informed o f each ap pearance as it was revealed to him and was not a little proud to think that there were those in the crowd direct ly lieneath him who were benefiting by his information. “ Oh, mother, there's a giant with a woolly dog on his head throwiu' up a big stick. Reckon he’s ruunin’ the whole business. “ Oh, mother, you'd oughter see the man on a horse with a whole lot o’ other men on horses. They’ve all got broad white things over their shoulders and hold round sticks in their hands with ribbons round 'em.” The big horns grew hoarser, the bass drum pounded louder, the piccolo shrill ed harder, as the columns advanced. \\ hen mounted police riding abreast came a man on the sidewalk interest ed in Danny's description and his ea gerness that his mother should see it all handed her a soap box on which he had been standing and bade her mount it. She thanked him and, step ping up. had a fine view' o f those pass ing in the street, much to Danny’s sat isfaction. The drum major passed, the band passed, the grand marshal and his aids passed. Then came the Carpenters’ union, the Plumbers’ union and the Masons' union. “ Oh. Danny." cried Mrs. O'Toole, “ there's your father!" Now. 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No subatitutes for leather are ever used. “ Star Brand Shoes A~e B etter** G G O M G R G A f N T I G G GO. a baby to come to America, lie was to long silence, lie had been suddenly send money home and when he got taken ill and attacked witti loss of enough together to send for his w ife memory. It had partially returned to and boy he would do so. For awhile him, and he had written his wife, hut letters had eome from him; then they she had already left Ireland for Amer had ee»isell. II is w ife had come te ica. O’Toole was getting on tits feet again America to look for him. when his w ife and boy were restored "W hich?" cried Danny. “ The man on the far side, him with to him, and it was not long before he was able to make them comfortable. the red bead. Call him.“ That was a number of years ngo. Dhnn.v, knowing only one way to at tract his parent's attention, shouted Since then Danny O’Toole has grown “ Ited head!" with nil the power o f his to he a stalwart young fellow, has little lungs. The man heard him and, learned Ids trade and can swing a And turning his head, saw a kid on a lamp- sledgehammer with any man. post waving his hat nt him. Then, when labor processions march down lowering his eyes, he saw his w ife the street between admiring crowds looking in his direction. Leaving the Danny Is sure to be among them. And ranks, he came across the street, el he takes a greater Interest In the day bowed his way through the crowd to because It Is the anniversary o f bis first meeting witti Ids father In Amer his wife, and she fell into his arms. ica nnd o f the family reunion. Meanwhile Danny, feeling that he was not getting his share iu this fam i ly reunion, dropped down on to his fn- ther with one leg on each shoulder. His father pulled him down into his arms. “ The child?” asked O'Toole. “ Yes. It's Danny." Danny got A hug that made him cry out. and, drawing off ns far as he could, lie punched Ids bugger with his little list. Anyone «ending a »ketch and description mny ijnl, i y nsce'tmn rmr opinion ir e * whether an “ Don't you hurt me that way ag'lu!" Inrent' <n tir probably putentahlp- Conimonic«. he said fiercely. tion» strictly confidential. HANDBOOK on Patent« ■•nt free. Oldest agency for securing imterit«. “ Oh. Danny.” said Mrs. O’Toole, Pater.Is : ,keo through Munn * Co. receive ly e in! notice, without charge. In the laughing through her tears, "your fa ther's so glad to see you." That ended the O’Toole fam ily’s In A handsomely Illustrated weekly. I.nraest etr filiation o f any scientific Journal. Tern.*, • 1 terest in the Labor day procession. rear: four months, |L Bold by all newsdealer-. 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