Marshall County Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1855-1859, 1856-04-03
PLYMOUTH,' IND, APRIL 3, 1856.

, light agreeable business are seized upon
by those who have particular friends, and
engaged in them. AT such time as this,
it is not for us to consider what kind OF
| work we will do, SO long as it is honest.
t Oh, give me liberty Of living upon my
: own deserts, and the independence to be
governed by my own convictions of what
is right
: But my wife, only think-you carryirg
, out butchers stuff. Why, l would sooner
so and do it myself.
r If you will CO. said the wife, with a
smile, Twill stay at home and take care Of
the children
1t was hard for Peter Stanwood, but the
more he thought upon the matter, the
more he saw the justice and right Of the
path into which his wife had thus led him
Before he went to bed, he promised that
he would 90 to the butchers the next morn
ing.
, And Peter Stanwood went upon his new
business. Mr.. Snow greeted him warmly,
praised his faithful wife, and then sent him
off with baskets, one to Mrs. Dixalps.
!, And the new carrier worked all day, and
when it came night he had earned ninety
seven cents. 1t had been day of tri-
ais, but no one sneered at him, all his ac-
quaintances whom he met, greeted him the
! same as usual. He was far happier now
than he was when he went home the
night before, for now he was independ-
ent.
, On the next day he earned over dollar;
q hnc ho To for
, at the end of which he had five dollars
and seventy-fve cents in his pocket, be-
sides having paid for all the food for his
family, save some few pieces of meat Snow
had given them. Saturday evening he met
Mark Leeds, another book binder, who had
been discharged from work with himself.
Leeds looked care worn and rusty.
How goes it?' asked Peter.
Don't ask me- groaned Mark. MY
family are half starved,
But can't you find anything to do?'
Nothing.
'lIave you tried?'
Everywhere; but it's no use. l have
pawned all my clothes save those l have
on. I've been to the bindery to-day, and
what do you suppose he offered me?'
What was it?'
why, he offered to let me do his hand
carting He had just turned off his Mig
ger for drunkenness, and offered me the
place! The old curmudgeon! l had a
great mind to pitch him into the hand cart
and run him to the
Well said Peter, 'ifI had been in your
place should have taken up with the Of
fer
Mark mentioned the name ofthe same in
dividual again.
why, resumed Peter, Il have been do
ing the work of butchers boy fora whole
week
Mark was incredulous, but his compan-
ion convinced him, and then they separa-
ted, one going home happy and contented,
and the other going from home to find
some sort Of excitement in which to drown
his misery.
One day Peter had basket of provis-
ions to carry to Mr. W. 1t was his
former employer. He took the load upon
his arm, and started off, and just as he was
entering the yard of the customer, he met
Mr.. w. coming out.
'Ah, Stanwood, is this you? asked his
old employer kindly.
Yes, sir
'What are you up to now?'
I'm butchers boy, SIR
"a what?
You see I've brought provisions for
YOU, sir. I'm regular butchers boy
And how long have you been at work
thus?'
This is the tenth day
But don't it come hard?'
Nothing comes hard so long as it is hon
est, and will furnish my family with bread.
And how much can you make day at
this?'
Sometimes over dollar, and sometimes
not over fifty cents
been no less than 1ozen ofmy old hands
hanging around my counting room foi a
fortnight, whining for work. They are
stout able men, and yet they lie still be-
cause have no work for them. Last Sat
orday took on Leeds. and offered him
the job of doing my hand carting. l told
him that would give him a dollar and a
quartera day; but he turned up his nose,
and asked me not to insult him! And yet
he owned that his family were suffering
But do you come to my place tomorrow
morning, and you shall have something to
do, if it is only to hold your bench. hon
or you for your manly independence
Peter graspcd the old mans hand with
Joyous grateful grip, and blessed him fer
vently.
That night he gave Mr.. Snow notice
that he must quit, and on the following day
he went to the bindery. For two days he
had little to do, but on the third day heavy
job came in, and Peter Starwood had
steady work. He was happy-more hap
.py than ever, for he had learned two
things, first; what noble wife he had :
and second, how mnch resource for good
he held withia his own energies.
Our simple picture has two points to its
moral. One is--no man can be lowered
by any kind of honest labor The second
while you are enjoying the fruits Of the
present, forget not to provide for the flu
ture; for no man is SO secure but that the
day NAV como when he will want the