Herald of the times, and Rhode Islander. [volume] (Newport, R.I.) 1846-1849, 1847-03-18
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boys. As thee neither goes to theatre,
or spends thy earnings in many other
foolish ways that thee ksows Of, whss
then does thee do with il y 0'n- s'rt-
The news-boy looked opwsrd IN fhs
mild and placid face Of the Quaker,
with an expression, half doubt, half woS|
der. I.a p.ld ned
y say, my fine Teller, he excIaimed,
'whs, are you ar,er prying into my bust
ness | hain't so green as yos think,
by cart load . ... ...arr .o
May, my young friend. didn't say
thee was green or biue, or any other
color that l remember. But tell me-I
have a particular reason for mourning
how does thee spend thy earnings!-
Here--does thee see this twenty five
cent piece Thee shah have il if thee
tells me-
Now, look here, my very respectable
old gentleman, for all you look SO much
like Billy Penn in the pictute books, !
tell yos ] hsin't to be did in that way
| don't want your money! haiat no
beggar, by no means. IL as how you
choose TO take quarters worth O. pa.
pers, I'm the child as is ready and wilhn'
10 obiige you .... a" eaa
May, my, my young friend , mean
thee no harm. Take the coin and tell
me- .... .... ...
I'm sell you my papers, rePested
Heydigger, but hain't begesr.'
The Quaker gozed earnestly info the
face Of the news-boy, as though he
would read every sentiment Of his us-
cultured soul, 10 the uncouth lines n
his swarhy coun,enance. II was q
swarthy counienance, and the features
were far from smooth regularity Of beau
~ yet there was bounding frsnkaess
OF spirit, and open candor Of soul beam
ing from the dark grey eye. which gare
interest and character to the face, and
impaired some tokens of the value of
the diamond locked up within the ua-
cou,h caskct.
Il do not think thee uses Thy money
for bad purpose exclaimed the Gus.
ker, as he placed a silver half-dollsr in
the hands OF the wondering boy.
buy thy lot Of papers, without asking
what thee does with the earnings.
There's the coin my young, friend--hand
me the papers, and then hasten to thy
home if thee has uny.' ."'. f'.#
An expression Of scute mental cafcu-
lation and abstraction came over the
news.boy's face as he took the hsA dob
lar. .-
Hold on, if you please, my good Ef-
ler,' he exclaimed, with bus, like aud
mannish air, there's twenty five Exirey
Ledgers, as comes to 9uarter--thevs's
a Saturday Post, which makes q quarter
and fp-ihere's a Jonathan, a Satur-
day Courier, aud Weekly Messenger,
which jst makes three levies and ftp
and three cents. There's your change,
sir, exac'ly three cents, and Pm very
much obleeg 10 you; and il any body
ever axes you for Q recommendation Of
your csr'c,er, jus, send 'em 10 me. Tha.'s
all--good night
And ere the Quaker could look around,
the news-boy was running rapidly along
Chestnut street, as though his very ex-
istence depended on his speed.
III. The lonely Alley and tie ruined tenewsat.
The, Boy, the Mother, and the Father Thee
is a pery rood boy, Jacob The deretopemsnt
ofhe Quaker's character. .. .f
lit is a cold, cold winter evening,
suggested our Friend, as he but,oned
his voluminous great coat more closely
around him, aud endeavored TO res,ofs
life and animation 10 hrs free zing nose,
by the application Of a bandanna hand
kerchief-the night is ve,y coId-snd
-and-ihere is something about the
face Of lha, ragged youth ,ha, interests
me. Surely viii follow him .
Meanwhile, leaving the gay pathway
Of Chestnut street, with oil Us life and
fashion Ear behind him, our young friend
Jacob Heydigger, urged his ian,as-
tic boots towards the Southern pot
iion Of the city. ........
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He stood in o small apartment, light
ed by a DIM snd misty lamp, which cas-,
a Pickering hight around the damp and
smoky walls. glimmered over the aoos
Of broken boards scattered over the bare
earth, and glanced along the low and
decayed ceiling. The space had every
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