Randolph County journal. [volume] (Winchester, Randolph County, Ind.) 1855-1862, 1859-04-21

-NVthluS out OiV-i1>hiVhtN Na'i
skin, growled Harry; Il should think
you might have got me something
little nicer. Jem Jones mother just
bought him pair of real patent leth-
er Congress CATERS
Come here minute, Harry said
his mother, who was standing at the
window; and as he grumblingly obeyed
she pointed across the street to where
a ragged boy Of about his own age was
picking his way over the frozen
snow, with his bare purple toes peep
ing through the tattered coverings of
his feet.
Don't you think that poor fellow
would be thankful for the calf-skin
shoes that you despise? she asked
Harry didn't know what to say, SO
he made no answer at all, and turned
to his father, who was putting on his
overcoat to so down town.
Father, may l so to the office with
your
Il thought you were not well enough
to go out
'Oh! said Harry. colloring little,
going to school to study hard, and go
ing down to the office with you, are
two different thingsv
"A cheerful assent was given, and so
Master Harry spent the morning
crouchcd down in an easy chair before
his fathers office fire, his elbows on
on his knees, and newspaper open
before him-a profitable way for n
boy Of fourteen to while away the
hours.
Harry, can't you do little copy
ing for me?' asked Mr.. Browne.
oh, father, / don't feel like it.
i am afraid you're getting a little
lazy, said his father, smilingly.
No, father, it isn't lazincss, | am
sure-it is-it is-well, / don't know
what it is!' returned the boy, resting
his chin on his hands and looking
sleepily into the fire.
Harry was bright boy enough;
yet if he had taken the time and trou-
bic to examine into his motives, he
would have discovered that the moving
spring of action, If not actual laziness,
was at least its twin brother-want of
energy.
AS he set there toasting his feet be-
fore the glowing Goals, the office door
opened, and ruddy checked boy of
about thirteen, in pair Of old boots
much too large for him, and coat one
, tissue of darns aud patches. staggered
in under the weight Of huge basket
of apples and oranges.
Buy anything to-day gentlemen,
he said, looking round the office with
| a good humored smile.
While the clerks were searching their
, pockets for odd three cent pieces, and
/ selecting their purchases, Harry looked
lazily up.
why Bill! is it you?' he exclaimed,
recognizing little fellow who lived
: in street back Of his own resi-
, dencc, and toward whose needy mother
? Mrs. Browne had often extended kind
ly offices Of charity. What are you
: doing now?'
Selling apples, said Bill. straight.
+; cning himself up and glancing down
\ at his stock-in-trade with conscious
n pride.
: And how are you getting along?'
4 asked Harry, partly from real intcres'
: and partly from indolent curiosity.
b oh, nicely! We don't need to ash
e help from any one now. / get good
v many jobs of shoveling snow, splitting
:. wood, and such things, in the morn
ings. and all day l sell apples. 1t ISM
g such bad business either continued
Bill, with the American aptitude fol
u commercial terms.
e But is it not very hard work.
II Hard Work? Yes, to be sure. but
do not mind that. / keep lookin.
d ahead, and that makes it easy.
: mean to make man yet, Harry sal,
the boy. who never dreamed of addin,
u Master to the name of the playfel
| low who had coasted down hill witt
o him many time. There's only on
thing that troubles me, and that is
n how I'm ever going to get the time 70
II studying. If | only had your leisure
y now"
Harry did not speak; he could no
but think how recklessly he was vast
g ing the precious time his little &C
1t quaintance so coveted.
1t is study that makes fellow,
u said Bill. pushing back his cap rehec,
he lively. If l had clothes decent,
would start for one of the ward school
ID straight enough, and manage anyho'
for a time. l might sit up late night
~ YOU know, and work hard However,