Motion Picture Story Magazine (Aug 1911-Jan 1912)

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TOMMY'S ROCKING-HORSE 43 TOMMY IS TAKEN SICK Tommy lay fainting on the ground beside his willing horse. Consternation seized the boys. They carried the limp little figure into the house, brought him water, bathed his head, felt his pulse and did a thousand little things for his comfort, while one of their number went for the doctor. It would be hard to tell who was the more distressed, Charlie, in whose hands the children had been left and whose efforts to amuse them had been so disastrous, or Nellie,, whose affection for her small brother knew no bounds. While they were watching him anxiously, Tommy suddenly sat up in bed and stretched out his arms as if to clasp something. The boys did not know what to make of it, but the action recalled to Nellie the way he had hugged his imaginary rocking-horse that morning, and she quickly made up her mind what to do. "He's thinking of that rockinghorse, I know he is," she thought. "Oh, I wonder how much one would cost! I've got all the pennies I've been saving up for a new pair of skates and the bright new silver pieces that Auntie and Uncle gave me last Christmas. Surely that ought to be enough. I'll tie them up in my handkerchief and ride over to the store right away. I'll have to hurry, too, for it's getting late. Perhaps when Tommy has a real rocking-horse in his arms he'll get over feeling sick, because he'll be so glad." With deft fingers she saddled the horse and rode swiftly toward the distant town, where the general store was located. She found the proprietor and his two children lounging on the porch in front, but the store door was locke1. "Land, child, it's long after closing time. You cant get into the store at this hour." "Oh, but I must!" she cried. "I've got to get a rocking-horse for my little brother. Wont you please let me in?" NELLIE GOES FOR A ROCKING-HORSE