Sioux City register. [volume] (Sioux City, Iowa) 1858-1871, 1858-07-29
Little Rag Bags Revenge.

SLOW are you, little Rag Bag" said on.
Of group of well dressed boys, 70 tim
id child, with patched clothes, coming to
wards the schoolhoase.
The child walked on, without lifting hi,
eyes.
II say how are you, Rag Bag" ex
claimed Albert Hale again, as he went to-
wards the boy and caught hold ofhis shout
ders. Why didn't you answer me, boy
You are looking quite spruce this morning
for you, not becoming your title; thsre,
he continued, as he thrust his finger init
thin apo. in the child's trowsers, and
tore tito his feet, "you look better now
The air rung with the shouts Of the boy.
- the boy turned sobbin1 towards hi.
home with his bare leg exposed. to the
weather.
Il guess Ihave taught the wash.wonar
lesson TO keep her rag-bag out Of Brock
dale Academy said Albert, as lie re
turned 10 his companions. "Didn't he Gu,
scomical figure, though, as he went blub
beripg home"
'Thrce cheers for little Rag Bagi" shou
ted another boy.
An instant after and the air was filed
with their cheers. The sounds in the dis.
lance went like q digger to the poor child's
hsa.t
II shan't 60 to school any more, moth.
err" sohbed Walter Brooks, as be entered
bis mothers humble kitchen. "Sae wha,
Albert Hale did just because the teacher
said ] was getting ahead Of him, in arith
Anctic, after you sat up half the nigh, te
mend my clothes. It's too bad? But II
pay him for it, when I'm q man, you set
il don't, mother"
'Walter, it is wrong to cultivate spir
it Of revenge sadly replied the widow.
"On, il was q man nowl But, mother
I'm going to start for Boston tomorrow
and 60 to work. Pve been linking, moth
or, that I'm big enough to take care of my
SELF"
"A delicate boy Of twelve, like yours If
Walter, cannot work; nobody will employ
you"
eyes they will, for III keep going unit
/ End somebody who wants boy. I'm
going first to see Mr.. Brown, the man who
visited our school and praised me so, and
I'm going to tell him just how the scholar.
treated me, and perhaps he will hire me 4
take care Of bis Office. Then, mother, II
read his books, and be lawyer, and ge,
rich, and build big house for you. Only
think Of it, mother" And the child.
eyes sparkled with delight a, the idea.
The mother replied to the child's enthu
siasin by a sad smile.
IT was the winter Of Is. Money was
scarce among business men, and bread
was scarce among poor men. One morn,
ing the papers announced. that Albert
Hale d Co., one Of the largest firms Of New
York City, had suspended payment.
The day following young man a s,rau-
ger. entered the store, and inquired into
their liabilities, the amount of stock they
had on hand, &C.. stating that he had
some money he would invest on good Sc
curity, if he could accommodate them BY
doing it.
Mr. Hale, tie head partner of the firm.
opened bis eyes in establishment.
"Why, SIR" be replied, I'VE have tried for
weeks to raise money on our stock, by
Offering thousands Of dollars bonds; but
money cent be had IL The city just now
at any price. If you could relieve US Of
our present advertisements, we coul' se-
tnrn your money in few weeks With .
heavy percentage
am happy to say" replied the stran-
ger "'hat have it in my power to help
you, and will eheerfally do so.'
Mr. Hale, with tears in his eyes, grasped
his hand and asked
T" TO whom am l indebted for this act
of kindness %
"Dont you know me 2" asked the s,ran-
ger, as be Fixed his eyes upon him.
''lf we have ever met before, your fea-
torres have passed from me-
Il know you very well, Mr. Hale; don't
you remomber the little boy who went to
Brockdale Academy, whom you used to cali
Iag-Bag? The last time you saw him
you tore bis pantaloons from the knee to
the ankle, and he went sobbing home to
his poor mother. / was that boy, and
have come all the way from Boston to OBJ
tain my revengs!"
Hale turned CHASTITY pale, and buried
bis face in his hands, and sobbed like a
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