Democrat and sentinel. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1853-1866, 1865-03-22
The CobbIer,s Temptation.

Jareb Crop sat in his little shop,
upon his low bench, and he pegged and
tapped away merrily upon his weH-worn
knees. He was jolly fellow, was ia
reb. Poor, it's true, but just poor enough
box in which he worked, and so he owned
the little matched cot that joined it. In
the CO: were two rooms and the shop was
one In the cot he lived, with his wifi
and seven children, and in the shop he
worked cheerfully all the day long He
was not afraid of robbers, for he had
nothing worth carrying off and he feared
no man, for he never did man wrong
A merry fellow was Jareb Crop.
He sang as he perged, and his joyous
notes lacked only musical sound to make
them attractive He was built after the
same pattern as were his cot and shop.
He was short and duupy, with a round,
shiny good d-natured face, and with bald
pate, though he was only five and forty.
..Troll-de-ro lol de-lol-lardy !" sang
Jareb
"Foll-de roll-de-riddle de-rol de-rinc-
tum :" rounded voice from the inner
odor.
Jareb looked up and saw his wife.
just match for Jareb, for all the
world. Short, fat, clean, good-natured.
and happy, as happy queen. She was
dressed neatly for all her poverty, and the
flush of health glowed upon her plump
cheeks
:. Duck" said Jarob, 1.-The likes % this
never happened afore."
- What is it, my own sugar plum ?"
asked Hcpsebeth.
Hcpsebeth was her name, though she
hadn't heard ii pronounced in full for
wears.
Dye see this shoe, delieht?'
90 Yes, my love"
..''This the last work in the castle.
Not another place to put peg have | got
by me. Well shut the gates, lower the
drawbrdge, put the warden on guard,
and cali up our coach, ell ?"
s. Ie mean we'll go and walk, pepper
mint ~
/ do, treasure"
- Shall put on my silk, or satin or
my new velvet?"
- Put on all on 'em my dear. Wen
make an appearance, Hi fol de-rol-lol-
de-rol- ladi! There (tap) that's the last
peg, and old Smiths shoes are done.
,Smith-.Smith-diG ynu ever feel thank
tul your name warn't Smith, ell There
was Smith put in Jail only last week
for robbin' somebody. But ye never
heard tell Of a Crops bein' put in Jail,
never.
9 Now, my maple sugar, we'll be off.
kig up the little Groppses.''
Hardly had Hedpy departed, when
man made his appearance at the. :. shop
door.
He was an old man, very well dressed,
in black throughout, carrying gold
headed cane, and wearing a watch chain
of the same precious metal
50 Are you cobber ?'' he asked, as he
entered
81 was two minutes ago, sir but am
an old feudal baron now, sirl Lady
Gropy is going to ride out, sir, and I'm
TO attend her.
" Eh-are vou not the man who does
mending ?-mending of boots and shoes p
asked the visitor, moving back a pace, as
though he feared the strange fellow before
him was crazy.
eyes. SIR" answered Jarab, I" I'm the
man. But, ye see. my wife hasn't walk
ed out for more'n a month. / Just tossed
off the last bit of work had in the shop
I'd hurried it amazingly, and was just
agoin' to take run down by the river
with her and the little ones
&" Aha see," said the old gentleman,
smiling ''Now Won Just run and tell
your lady Ia wait for Won half an hour,
and I'll satisfy her for it. am in a
hurry. The stage leaves in an hour. and
my boot has given ont. Come, Won won't
stances -
" Hi dunn -de-fol-lol, Well I s'pose
must stick to nv business"
Thus speaking. Iareb left the shop, and
when he returned he put on his anron
again, and settled into his low seat. The
old man took off his cloak and sat down.
and the cobber pulled off the fractured
boot 1t was ripped badly Jareb made |
him stout waxed-end, singing merrily |
the while, and when twas ready he took
up the boot
90 You seem TO be a happy fellow" re-
marked the visitor, after he had watched
Jareb's good dnatured face awhile
"Why shouldn't j be? ! owe no man
have my health-and love |
TO do my work. Tol-do-rol lol de-rol- |
Iardo."