Golden Days for Boys and Girls, Vol. XIII, Nov. 28, 1891

To balance the page, two advertisements near the bottom of the page have been repositioned.
(Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1891, by James Elverson, in the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. C.)
Larry Kendall leaped out of bed and dressed with more than his customary haste. His father's voice had called him upon this morning, which was a most uncommon circumstance, for Mr. Kendall was usually off to his work before his son had finished his morning dreams.
Must be that something is the matter, reasoned Larry, as he hurried down stairs.
He found his father seated at the breakfast table, but it was evident that he had eaten nothing.
His mother, sitting opposite in her accustomed place, looked paler than usual, and there were dark circles under her eyes that indicated a sleepless night.
She did not look at Larry as the latter came in; but Mr. Kendall did so, in a resolute way that showed his mind to have been thoroughly made up to an important course.
I wish you to run the engine for me at the iron works for a few days, were Mr. Kendall's first words, and they were enough to make Larry's heart beat quick in anticipation.
I shall like that, he replied.
Then, seeing none of his own enthusiasm reflected in the sad face of his mother, he added:
Are you ill, father, or hurt?