Evansville daily journal. (Evansville, Ind.) 1863-1866, 1863-11-17
THE FUNNY CORNER
"aTLT q a. IFrom the ChlId's Paper.
What a Suit Of Clothes Came to.

" Mother, = =. said George Maxwell, |
there a poor boy in our school who / |
wish had some of my clothes. The boys
call himPinch, he looks so pinched; but
he is real elean-his knees and elbows
are so well patched He was dreadful
" cold in school to-day / know he was,
he kept shivering so. :"
The po1r do not suffer half so much
from cold as we think they do, said his
aunt; they get used to it -
Let's see you try it, cried George.
Hush, my son, said his mother.
Well, mother, Just az if flesh and
blood would not feel such weather as
this. with only a thin piece of cloth be-
tween them. Aunt is covered with fan
mel from head to foot; no wonder she
doesnt know what cold is. - - e5li.fs
George and his aunt were not apt to
agree, and the worst of it was, they did
not agree to disagree assasssii.5 5-i
g. What's the boys name besides
Pineh?" asked his mother.
jed Little guess he has no faith
er, and don't know where he lives /
only know he is a good fellow and real
pitifuf this weather. 7srzr.-.r-s i
".Well, said Mrs. Maxwell, if you
can do anything for him, i shall be very
glad to have you"
Good cried George, turning to his
book again; "before to morrow night I'll
take the shiver out of poor Jed, if can. :"
He could now study better
Jed was not at school the next fore
noon. George asked where he lived.
None of the boys knew-none, at least,
that he asked After school the master
told him, and away he scampered to find
him. 1t was IN an old block Of build
ings in another part of the town, which
he made a business to search through
and through when he got there. Pres
emily there was tap at one of the base
ment windows, and George eSpied Jed
face at one of the squares.
Halo, jedi" cried he.
Jed came to the door and peeped out.
Where are you bound down here2'
he asked. .---------. -.
T." Looking up you, old scboolfellow,"
said George.
" Mother is lining my old trowsers,
and I've got nothing to wear while she is
doing it, y said the boy; AZ can't go out,
so you come in. ss2
George went into the small room where
the Little's lived-a- poor widow with four
children, whom the long and severe win,
ter was pinching to the very extent of
their scanty means Such a box of a
stove, George thought, and about por.
ringer of potatoes; and Jed with old
summer pants on and a blanket over his
shoulders-while his mother was basting
IF L. 4
and they the best he had 1t was the
reality Of poverty, which he seldom saw
II Just thought would hunt you up
jed he said, making as if to go; for he
felt half ashamed of his thick coat, be
side his poor halfclad schoolmate
Thank you eyersomuch for coming,
said Jed; It's good in you Why, you
see, l almost froze in school yesterday
and mother did not want to let me g
till she had time to fix me. She sew
for the shop, and has to sew for me b,
peacemeals / wish always twas sum
mer, like the tropics geography tells u
about"
"Poor Jed" said the kind-hearte,
George to himself, as he ran home
"poor fellow, poor fellow
" Mother he cried, as he bounded il
to the house, with his glowing cheek;
I" want to make up a bundle of m
clothes is &6aHinggff I'D rlfigt SAID his aunt
Dinnerl" cried the boy; What d
| care for dinner, when poor Jed Littl
is freezing?"
But his mother quoted his impetuosit
until after dinner, when she went u
stairs with him, and gave him leave t
select full and comfortable suit for tn
poor boy. ~
George shouldered the bundle, an
took in his other hand tin nail foil :
dinner for the d~ssiSute family
on are good boy said his aun
"Goodl am not good; I've not got
spack of good in me- said he.
"My child, how you speak to YOU
aunt said his mother, gently, lawn
her hand on his head
Il know it, mother" he answered i
gentle tone; "Ohl know it, and it
rough in me, Aunt will you forgive m
for speaking SOP" q r
go, said aunt and mother, bot
smiling.
81 had good visit, said George, o
his return, bringing home seriou
thoughtful and softened look with hin
"Jed could not speak-he only locke
and looked; his mother did the thankin.
did not want thanks; only it seemed t
do her good. Jed grabbed my han
when | came off and squeezed it S,
Sometime or other, said he,-an
that was all he could say. /"
Twenty years or more passed ava,
and poor miner was taken from one {
the Sacramento boats and landed i
San Francisco. Poor friendless an
sick, he was scarcely able to walk, an
sat down on a box of goods under
shed. In the hurry, nobody noticed hin
or noticing him, thought it worth Will
to inquire into his misfortunes, At Ia,
when the hustle began to lull, coupl
of men came along.
There s that poor fellow. !" thew sal,
he is never likely to see his HON
again.
Who is it?" asked third.
Don't know his name, answere
one.
:" Maxwell, l think, said the Other
Maxwell-a down-easter. F"
Maxwell ]" he looked up and sail
Maxwell = .-1-zvsS. sosc,1sssS5fs ,JI
stranger VINO $1,000 on the wharf IOol
ing over an invoice of goods.
They pointed him to the sick MAI
who seemed to have fallen asleep. 81
went toward him.
ga good deal older than any Maxwe
1 ever knew, said he. /" Maxwell. Ma
well, !" he repeated, half aloud-and M
name seemed to food him with memo
ries which took him far, far back to b
boyhood again d" Maxwell" he sal
again; and again was drawn to the DOC
miner Your name is MAXWELL" h
said, seeing him awake.
That is my name, sir-George Ma,
wen, answered the man, wrecked O
a forlorn coast
George Maxwell exclaimed tn
stranger .grasping the miners tbi