The Buchanan County guardian. (Independence, Buchanan County, Iowa) 1858-1864, 1858-12-23

and call up our coach, eh .
'Yc mean, well 90 and walk, pepper
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l do, my treasure
Shall | put on my silk, or satin or
my new velvet?'
Put on all of 'em, my dear. Wen
make an appearance. Hi-fol-derol- de-
ri-do There (tap), that's the last peg,
and old Smiths shoes are done. Smith
--SmiM-didn't you ever feel thankful
your name warn't Smith. Heppy, ch ?
There was Smith put in Jail only last
week, for robbin' somebody. But We
never heard tell of q Crops bcin' put
in Jail, never. Now, my maple sugar,
we'll be Off Bring up The little Gropp-
ses.'
Hardly had Heppy departed, when a
man appeared at the shop door. He was
an cid man, very well dressed, in black
throughout, carrying gold headed cane,
and wearing watch chain of the same
precious metal.
Are you cobbler?' he asked, as he
entered the shop.
was two minutes ago, sir but I'm
an old feudal baron, now, sir !! Lady
Gropp is going to ride out, sir, and I'm
to attend her.
Eh-are you the man that does men
ding-mending of boots and shoes p
asked the visitor, moving back pace, rs
though he feared the strange fellow be-
fore him was crazy.
Yes, sir, answered Jareb, I'm the
man. But, ye see, my wife hasn't
walked out for MORN month. | lust
tossed off the last bit of work | had in
the shop. I'd hurried it amazingly, and
was just goin' to take run down by
the river with her and the little ones
Aha-I see, +" said the old gentleman,
smiling. Now, you just run and tell
your lady TO wait for you half an hour,
and I'll satisfy her for it. | am in
hurry. The stage leaves in an hour, and
my boot has given out. Come, you
won't refuse to assist me under such cir
cumstances !
Hi-dum de- fol -lol Well, spose
must stick to my business
Thus speaking, Jareb left the shop,
and when he returned he put on his ap-
ron again and settled into his low seat
The old man took off his cloak and sat
down, and the cobbler pulled of the
fractured boot 1t was ripped badly
Jareb made him stout waxed end, sing
ing merrily the while, and when it was
ready, he took up the boot.
You seem to be a happy fellow re-
marked the visitor, after he had watched
Jareb's good natured face awhile.
Why shouldn't be ? owe no man
anything, have my health, and love to
do my work. Tol-de-rol-lol de lardo.'
You've laid by something, suppose,
for rainy day, pursued the stranger.
'Ay. thousands upon thousands of
dollars, sir cried Jareb, giving his awl
a furious punch.
What (! so much as that 2
Ha I'd like TO show 'em to ye, sir,
only they might have dirty faces. Sew
en- of 'em, sir Seven of the best natured
children We ever saw, sir, and stout and
rugged. too"
All !! | meant to ask you if you had
not managed to lay by a little money,
my good man. You seem steady and in
dustrious.'
Money J repeated Jareb, with com
ical leer. Does the man lay by money
when he's building himself houses and
gardens No, sir. Nor does a man
lay by money when he makes half a
crown day, and rears seven children.
Them little 'uns will take care of me
when Pm old, never fear. No, no
Money Of gold, in boarded store
/ have none of it-l have none
| live and breathe--I do no moro
To-day it's a curse, tomorrow a bore,
Fol-de roll -lol -de-lido.
And I'm the happiest man alive
Foldo-rol- -lol de lido"
Then you live contented on your
scanty store p said the old man, regard
ing the cobbler rather enyiously.
just as contented as the day is long,
sir. And why shouldn't L? | won't
starve while there's crust of bread in
the house, oraripped shoe in the village.
l should like money if could have it !;
but wouldn't pass one day and night of
discomfort for all the money in the world.
And if you had money, what would
you do with it,
For the first time Jared looked sober.
His awl was stopped in the puncture
it had made. and his eye rested vacantly
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