Diddily Dee Dot's Dreamland for Children Everywhere
Thu, 05 Aug 2010
The Lost Match, A story specially for boys, continuing story at Hopscotch, page 24 at diddilydeedotsdreamland. Girls can read it as well though. xxx Diddily.|
invite you to the Match.
By Catherine E
"Tom dear," said Mrs
entering the room where her two
boys were sitting, and addressing the elder: "Tom
dear, I am very sorry, but I'm afraid you must go
to the doctor's for more medicine for May. I have
only enough to last till evening, and I dare not
risk being without any through the night."
Mother, that is such a nuisance. This is the first
fine day we've had for weeks, and we have arranged
to play a cricket match. Carter will be so
"I think Tom, that when Carter knows
the reason, he will make no trouble about it, but
will find a substitute."
"Why didn't you ask
Father to bring it home with him?"
coming home tonight."
"Well send Mary, then! Tom
carried on moaning.
"Mary has more to do than
she can manage as it is. I think Tom, you must know
I should not send you if it were not
"It's too bad Mother!" he repeated
"I will take three-quarters of an hour to get
there, and three-quarters of an hour back, and I
may be kept waiting ages at the surgery. The whole
afternoon will be wasted!" and Tom's face looked
like a thunder cloud.
Mrs Reynolds turned
towards the door. Little May had kept her awake all
night with a distressing cough,
and want of sleep and anxiety were making her feel
Silence followed her departure.
Tom sat swinging his leg with a scowl on his brow.
"She might have found out yesterday that she wanted
"If you like Tom I will
go instead of you, if Carter doesn't mind." The
offer was made hesitatingly, with the hope at the
bottom of Arthur's heart that his brother would
decline, but the hope was short lived.
face cleared like magic. "I say old fellow, that's
awfully decent of you. You see old man, the lads
rely on me for the batting and your not much good
except for fielding, so perhaps it would be better
if you went."
Arthur gulped once or twice before
he suggested, "The captain says good fielding is as
important as good batting, and I caught the best
man out in the match we played."
"I know you
did, Arthur , and a very nice catch it was too; but
you can't expect to fluke like that every time, can
Arthur opened his mouth to reply, and then
shut it again without a word.
"You had better
run down to Carters house and tell him you can't
play, hadn't you?" went on Tom. "He will have to
get one of the reserves. Mother might of told us
earlier , instead of waiting till the last minute.
Oh there he is! Run after him!"
out. "Carter! Carter!" he shouted. "Stop a minute!
Can you let me off this afternoon, my little sister
is ill and I have to go to the surgery for her
Carter, the captain of the team
turned round, "Oh I am so sorry Arthur, is she very
bad? Can't anyone else go?
"There is no one else
but me .... or Tom."
"Oh bother! Well illness
can't be helped, so I suppose one of you must be
spared. It makes no different to the team which it
is, Tom is certainly better at batting, but you are
getting to be an A1 fielder, Arthur.
flushed with pleasure at the praise but felt
surprised. Tom always considered himself so much
superior that Arthur supposed every one else
"I could get Brown in your place," went
on Carter, "and he will be only too pleased to get
the chance, but I'm sorry to lose you. I'll run in
at once and tell him. There's no time to spare."
And with that he hurried away.
"What's going to
be done?" asked Tom as Arthur returned to the
"He says he can get Brown instead of me. He
will be glad to have the chance to play." said
"That's alright then." said Tom
looking at the clock. "I have to be at the field in
twenty minutes and I just want to finish this
chapter. It's awfully exciting! Do you think you
could run upstairs and get my things together. It's
no use you starting for the doctor's yet, he wont
be in , so there's plenty of time.
the room, but waited a moment outside the door to
wipe the mist from his eyes. He too had been
looking forward to the match, and the
disappointment was keen. A step at the other end of
the passage sent him flying up stairs, it would
never do to be caught crying, and him just ten
years old last week.
A quarter of an hour later
Tom walked out of the house with a cheery
'Good-bye, Arthur, it's going to be a grand
Arthur watched him down the lane,
and turned round to his mothers call.
Tom going Arthur? Will he be back
It's alright Mother, I am going to
"But that's not good, Tom had no
right to let you go. You have done it the last
"Never mind, Mother; perhaps he
will go next time. How is May feeling? Is it all
right if I come to see her?
I think she maybe a
little better, but her cough is really
He followed her into May's bedroom
and to the cot, where the little girl of five lay
flushed and breathing heavily.
"Hallo May, how are you?"
he asked kissing her and giving one of her tangled
curls a gentle pull.
"I am feeling a little
better, thankyou Arthur, but my cough does hurt so
"Don't you worry May, we will soon stop
that! I am just on my way to the doctors to get you
some medicine for it. You will have to hurry up and
get well, you should see the daisies in long
meadow, they are crying out for you to make some
chains. I'm only waiting till you can come
"I will try hard Arthur." said the
Mrs Reynolds beckoned him out of the
room. "Arthur dear, if the doctor is not in I am
afraid you will have to wait. Don't come back
without it dear, and could you give the doctor this
"That's alright Mother, I will wait until
Mrs Reynold smiled at her
younger sons words. "I hope it wil not be so long
as that! But if you are kept very long, get
yourself some tea in town."
She kissed her son.
"Good-bye dear, I am sorry that you had to miss
your cricket match,"
She bent down and kissed
him again, while the young boy put his arms around
her neck and gave her a hug.
"Goodbye Mum, don't
worry about it." and he ran downstairs trying to
whistle, to prove how slight his disappointment
Once out in the country lane, Arthur started off at
a good pace, resolutely keeping his eyes from
straying towards the field where the match was
being played, and looking straight along the road
which stretched before him. Not a soul was in
sight, and no sound could be hears but that of the
birds and insects. Bravely he tramped along till he
heard in the distance the throb of a motor, and, a
few minutes later a cheerful voice called
"Hallo! isn't that young Arthur Reynolds?
Where are you going to this glorious day?
turned and faced te doctor himself. He whipped off
his cap saying, "I'm going to the surgery, sir.
Mother has sent this note and she wants more
medicine for May."
The doctor read it,
then glanced at his watch. "Well my boy, I wont be
back in the surgery for some time,
I'm afraid I have a long round this
Arthur heart sank as he thought of
sitting in the waiting room with nothing to do but
look at magazines, but he had come to far to go
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