“Tell us all about everything,” the children cried, crowding around him.
“Take off your cap, please,” said one little fellow, who wanted to see the silver plate the doctors had put in the top of his head.
“Aw, run along now; don’t bother me,” he replied, with a broad smile of pleasure.
His injury was such as might occur to any policeman in his daily work of protecting the people of the city. To him his act of bravery seemed nothing. He had only done his duty as an officer. But the boys and girls knew that their crossing policeman was a hero.
EVERYBODY’S FRIEND
Who guards every home at night,
And watches out for danger?
Who forbids rough men to fight,
And helps the anxious stranger?