Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1850-1854, 1852-12-10
"But please, sir" said the little one ittle Jen-

ME is sick, and"
But Mr.. jumps did not stay to hear her out fol
just at that moment the outer door again opened
and person entered, and slammed it to- right in
the face of the Storm and began stamp his boots
and shake his garments in way that gave strong
proofs of their firm texture. As soon as Mr. Jimps
| caught sight of the high that peered like a
projecting battement the folds of the red
worsted comforter which envelopsd the lower por-
ton of the comer's face, he sprang round the
counter, and Selling his hand, shook it heartily as
he exclaimed
"Why, uncle John Markham where did you
come from' did you snow down"
"No, Dimmie," returned the old man, taking
off his low-crowned hat, and shaking miniature
snow-storm from its broad rim "but I liked to
have been showed under. Who'd thought it
would have come down by snch handfulls. I
told mother when started, guessed there would
be more snow before got back; but I did not
think of its coming so like a judgement. Black
Simon and have had a time of it, 1 tell you,
Dimme. Whew my fingers ache like the tooth
ache, he added, drawing off pair of yarn nit
tens, and spreading his hard palms to the fire.
at is the worst storm we have had yet return
cd Mr. jumps, wincing slightly at the apellaton
by which the old man addressed him. In his ma
tive village he had always been known as dim
ME jumps, it being a sort of abreviation of the
classical cognomen, DemostheneS Orestes, bestow-
cdupon him by his father, which he had ignored ever
since his establishment in the city, signing his
I Rutb no lpp
of arguing the with uncle john
He would always remain Dimmie with him SO
he smoothcd his brow and said heartily
Come uncle John take a scat, and make your
self comfortable, if you can, until the BOYS get
back then we will go up to the house. Julia will
be delighted to see you. You will stay over to-
morrow night with Us, of course. Tomorrow
night is Mr.. Els donation party, and you must
certainly attend that. He asks after you always,
when he calls" Then CHANGING to let his eye fall
on the waiting child whom he had quite forgotten
he said, with a gesture towards the door
"Tou had better run home, little girl. Your
mother knows my terms-can't vary for any one.
a man must have some rules, and stick to them,
if he intends to do anything, he added turning to
uncle John.
"Ayc, sound doctrine, that, Dimmie. But what
is this Who could send child out in such a
storm :" said the old man, hastily rising, and
striding forward to open the door, the knob of
which the child was vainly trying TO turn There
run home little girl if you don't intend to get bu-
ried, he cried ''your folks are crazy to send you
out in such weather.
For second, ere she crossed the threshold, the
little pale face turned up to his as if to thank
him, and he saw that it was wet with tears.
"What-what 2" he muttcred, and was about to
follow her, when he WAS recalled by the voice of
Mr.. jumps
Come in, uncle; you will catch your death
standing in that draft y cried the little man.
"Who that child, Dimmie and what pos
scsscd her friends if she has any, to send her out
in such a storm % asked the old man, as he again
seated him:elf at the fire.
ooh, she don't mind it. She is one of the thou
sands YOU will find in the city-onc scarcely knows
who or what they are. Her mother came here for
work and as she was recommended by one of
our hands, whom we could trust, we let her take
some. should think heard some one say her
husband was di,sipated sort of fellow. The
city is full of such people"
"But what sent her here to day do you owe
them anything, Dmmie p
cove them, returned Mr.. jumps, laughing
You must think me hard run, not to be able
to pay for half dozen shirts. / always
make ii rule to pay for each lot of work when it
is brought in and answers inspection; and that is
what call fnir on all sides. But this woman
wants morc-she has sent in half her lot and wants
me 10 pay for these before the rest are DONE"
"And you didn't do it !''Dimmie, said the old
man.
"Not I. should never get my work done at
that rate. If she does not like the terms, she
must look elsewhere for work"
Il suppose there are people who would have
been foolish enough to have done it, or, perhaps
given her little something ont of their own peck
cts, observed tho old man, watching the face OF
Mr. jumps with very peculiar expression.
And, foolish enough they are as You say
Now, l claim to be liberal and benevolent as
moct men but | act upon system in this, as in ev-
cry thing else. j pay my taxes promptly, and
subscribe literally to several benevolent societies.
besides nv wife devotes half her time to their
management. If those people really are worthy,
let them apply to some of these or to the city au
thority. Casual charity only encourages street
begging and idlencss."
"Bht-but-I suppose there arc some among
them so proud that they would rather starvc than
beg returned the old man, with the same search
ing glance. IL dare say there are a good many
just in our ncighborhood at home, who would rub
pretty close before they would do it,
NO doubt of it. You would be surprised at
the degree of pride manifested by the people who
work for me, though many of them are poor as
job These people are doubtless of the same
stamp. Lewis" he added, addressing young
clerk, who entered ont of breath with facing the
Storm put down these half dozen shirts 10 the
credit of Mrs. Ives
Miss Sarah Ives, George street, inquired the
boy.
NO Mrs. Mary Ives, Bingham Crossing,
York Road, was the reply, as Mr.. jumps delibe-
rately encased his dapPer person in wadded over
coat, and enveloped his throat in the voluminous
folds of costly merino scarf.