Charlotte High School - Witan Yearbook (Rochester, NY)

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T II E W I T A N BOBBY’S REQUEST The Nanrick family consisted of she said, “Why darling, who told you three members: Mr. and Mrs. Nanrick that?” and little Hobby. Bobby believed their “Oh, 1 jus heard it, Mommie. Dad- lovely home to be the most beautiful dy and Uncle Doctor were talking spot in the world. Mother’s room, was about it when they were having tea.” so sunny and cheerful and such a “Uncle Doctor, Bobbie?” lovely place for a little boy to go. The “Um-hm, the one Daddy brought big nursery was so pretty, and the so’s you wouldn't die. What is Die, living room seemed to Bobby to be Mommie?” the home of happy little fairies, and “It means going to see God, Bobby.” then, everything wfas made much lov- “I bet you’re going to take me, too, lier by Mother’s presence. Bobby just aren’t you, Mommie? You never go lo ed Mother's pretty face and sunny away 'ithout me, do you Mommie?” smile. Mother knew all about the Mother closed her dark eyes and fairies and things. Mother knew just tried to blink away the tears. “Moth- evc-rything, he guessed. But now cv- er will see the little Lord, honey, and erything was different. Her room God’s house is a nice house. I will be was so quiet and still and even when able to see you all the time.” she laughed at him, it was a different “I don’t want you to go to the little laugh. Her eyes did not shine, but Lord, Mommie. He has a mother of looked sad. Why she even had on a his own. And how can you see me if rubber cap with ice in it. Ice! Why, I can't see you?” it was so funny for Mother to have “Mommie can’t tell you, darling, but ice on her head. you will see—soon.” “Course,” Bobby reflected, “I should Oh! 1 bet I know. I bet it's a not have gone in to see Mother when s'prise! You always have the best the nurse told me to go outside and s'prises, Mommie. I bet the little play, but a boy just has to see his Lord is cute. Maybe 1 will let you go, Mother, they ought to know' that. And Mommie. But be sure to come and Mother didn’t mind a bit! I gave her bring Him for a visit.” a nice fat grasshopper that 1 found Just then a stuffy, wise-looking in the yard, and she smiled and told nurse entered the room. She wore me always to mind daddy.” high necks and long sleeves and gave “It is an awful nice grasshopper, Bobby an awful scoldy look, just be- Mommie,” Bobby said as he climbed cause he came to see his very own up on the bed beside her. mother. Bobby said nothing, but “Yes, dear. Mommie is so pleased,” L-rept silently out of the room, said the woman w'hn w'as but a mere He went nut and sat on the front shadow of the mommie that Bobby steps with his faithful companion, adored. Hippy, his dog. Hippy accompanied “Mommie—Mommie, what does die Bobby on all his Indian raids and on mean? Are you going to die, Mom- his adventures into Fairyland, so it mie?” was to the faithful dog that Bobby For a minute a hurt expression confided his thoughts. He told Hippy Hashed over the woman’s eyes. Then about his mother’s going to God’s 9