Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1864-04-13


do you expect to get clothes tc wear? I'm
sure it's more than can do to Ell your
mouths, now, let alone getting Sunday
fneries.'
Oh, we don't want any fneries, we
can. be clean and decent, and that's en-
ough.
Well, suit yourself; but I don't see
what you want to go for, for my part
Joe did not wait to hear any more,
but bounded off to tell Elsie the good
news.
Elsie, Elsie, called Joe, the next
Sunday morning bright and early. Come,
don't take another nap now, there's lots
to do, and we must be there early Elsie's
sleepy eyes suddenly grew bright, and
she was soon applying cold water pretty
vigorously to her little person; this well
over, there were sundry knots to be tied,
and pins to be placed, that Joe's clumsy
fingers were not used to, for Aunt Han
nah's morning nap was not to be distur-
bed.
Now, for my shoes, said Elsie, but
they look worst of all amt they awful,
L don't see anything the matter with
them, replied Joe, holding up a new
pair.
'Oh, those amt mine, joe
Yes they are, though, Miss Elsie I
earned those myself, Joe answered, a
little proudly; so you can put EN- on
just as quick as you've mind to. Elsie
obeyed with considerable haste; and af-
ter a scanty lunch, they started of in a
very good humor.
From this time Joe began to improve;
be was regular IN his attendance at the
school; before this he had been very
fond of playing truant and roaming about
the streets; now be was up bright and
early helping his aunt, and after school
hours he did errands for the shopkeepers
round the corner, and earned many a
dime that was now carefully saved to buy
comfortable clothing for the winter.
Autumn faded, and winter came with
icy blasts. bringing privation aud suffer
ing to many humble home; and Aunt
Hannah, work hard as she would, saw
pinchlng times.
One morning, after a particularly scan
ty breakfast, Joe proposed to his aunt to
stay at home and try to End sosle work
He thought he could get some odd jobs
and help a little; his, aunt did not op-
pose him, so taking his cap he dashed
down the street at breakneck pace As
he reached the corner Of Broadway he
halted a moment to watch some boys
who were trying to cut behind a passing
stage; the driver happening to spy them
cracked his whip backwards, and the
boys ran off rubbing their heads and
screaming Justify.
You got it that time, didn't your
shouted Joe, as he turned to go up the
street Just then be looked down and
saw something black lying just off the
sidewalk, almost in the gutter; he hit il
with his foot first and then STOPPING saw
it was a well filed pocket book. How
his heart bounded as he slid it into his
pocket, and walked slowly on.
What shall do, thought Joe, 'some
rich man has lost it, and never'n miss it
what lots of good it would do US, though
wouldn't we have good times, and nobody
will know it.
And then came a second thought: It's
not mine. have any right to keep it.
God sees me, too, and I never could Iool
my teacher in the face again, never. ]
can't keep it. CALCULATED Joe earnestly
But what shall I do? I can't show i
to Aunt Hannah Joe thought mo
ment, his face frightened and he ran on
If he went directly home his aunt woulc
/ question him, so he trotted on to a storr
where he sometimes obtained work.
Now children that have always enough
of everything, can scarcely form any ide;
of Joe's struggle What would hav'
been simple act of justice in such on
was perfect heroism in Joe.
Throug the long morning he worke
steadily. and before noon had earne
enough to buy a loaf Of bread, and meat
with these he ran off home, and givin
them to his aunt, slipped into his littl
bedroom and safely hid his treasure
though not before he had discovered tha
it was well filed with bank notes, and i
one side was letter addressed to Simo
Archer, No West Forty second stree
| There, that must be the mans name
thought Joe. TN ask my teacher whl
to do
Full of this idea he started of dow
the street, slowly for him, for he ";
thinking what to do next, when some Oh
? clapped him on the shoulder, and ple'
, SAINT voice said, How are you getting Ol
sirP
Joe looked up; it was his teacher.
Oh, I'm so glad to see you, I want
! ask you what to do and he told a