Charles City intelligencer. [volume] (Charles City, Floyd County, Iowa) 1864-1866, 1865-03-09
NUMBER 10.
A which he is held by his EN-.
ApP.U.u Mosrryo

faint for meat tonight or tomorrow
night either. Give me the basket-Im
off"
stop. Johnny" said his mother,
mildly, stop a minute, my son. We
must not think of ourselves just now.
We owe the good doctor ten dollars
yet now, suppose we go without the
meat and pay him five dollars. How
nice it will be to think we are so far
out of debt
>" Bother take the DOCTOR" pouted
Johnny, " thought we We're going to
enjoy this money "a little"
1T will be such an enjoyment to
me as you can't imagine" said the
widow, cheerily, for while I'm in
debt my very food chokes me. And
think how kind that good man was,
coming here three or four times a dav
sometimes in the night, cold, dark, and
stormy and I'm sure if he had charg-
cd us fully, it would have been TWEEN
ty dollars instead of ten"
Well, III go right there" said lit
tie Johnny, resolutely, land, Mary,
here's your cent don't spend it,
dear" and off went the boy.
Doctor Moore sat in his study as
weary as weary could be. The fire
was blazing up cheerily, and the little
room was quite a gem of place with
its full book-shelves, its pretty pic
lures and various knickknacks of COM
fort. Presently the bell rang.
- g do hope that's nobody for me-"
he muttered, lifting himself little in
his chair" I'm thoroughly tired out.
A thankless task it is, too, to pull q
fellow through, and because he is I'M
! prudent and fools with his health af-
! terwards it is all charged to my want
Of skill. There's Heuson -
" There's a child wishes to see you.
SIR said servant, shall | send him
up?"
"Oh !. yes, one of the Heusons | sup
/ posc," mnttered the doctor. Presently
Johnny's bright little face came at the
door.
" Please, sir, mothers sent you five
dollars said the small man cheerily.
And, pray, who is mother?" ask
{ ed the doctor, his lassitude giving
way to an appearance of interest as he
gazed on the small sparkling features,
vainly striving TO think where he had
seen them before.
Mother is Mrs. Mills, sir, on Fleet
street. Don't you remember you doc
tored my who-who died."
trembled little Johnny.
ooh +! yes, my man, I do remem-
ber,' replied the doctor, the widow
on Fleet street why, my little fellow,
hadn't sent in my bill YET he con-
tinued, iii a pleased voice
:" know but mothers very un-
happy if she owes anybody, most of
all doctors, she says; because they
have to work hard for their money
so as she said providence sent the
! five dollars, she wanted you to have
it."
The doctor sat musing for few
moments, and winking his eyes hard.
This was an unusual experience tu
him. Where one paid him without SO
licitation, twenty tOrmented him by
delay-not of months, but years
those, too, who could well afford to
pay,
ats very kind of your mother, my
little fellow but | have thought of
something. The fact is, want some
good trusty boy to bring me my let
ters and papers every morning and
take them to the postoffice every eve
ming. What do you say to working
out your mothers bill in that way!n
What ! and you not take the mon
ey, sir? ?"
! "Only out of you,r replied the doc
tor, laughing. "Ill give you fifty
cents a week. That will make us
square in time, and you can still con-
tinue in the business, you know
"Oh thank you, sir it's right on
my way, for | always go for Mr. Nose
ly, and if he is willing, I'm sure I'll be
! glad to do it--oh thank you, sir,'
and visions of hot dishes danced be-
fore his eyes. 1t was very pleasant
to see his Gratitude-pleasanter still
TO see the glad look in the mothers
eyes as he told his story and display
cd his savory marketing
That night Mr.. Mosely told the Ito
him) wonderful story of little Johnny
Mills to his family. Fanny Mosely.
: his only child, pretty, petted, blue
eyed girl, listened quietly
!" wonder if it was that mean look.
| ing little fellow that brought the bun
die home ?" she queried why, pa.
pa, called him beggar-l'm sure he
G looked like one"
e "Called him a beggar?" said Mr..
7 Moscly, astonished in his tone and
l gesture Il thought my little daugh-
ter would have treated even beggar
y with more courtesy than that"
l Il didn't think such dirty, ragged
!. thing need to come to the front door"
said the little girl, with pouting lips
a LET me tell you, my daughter, you
may be very glad to receive the small
est favor from him yeti tg
"rll aerer receive a favor from him,
cried the young girl, her eyes flashing.
Il hope you may never need to" !"
replied her father, "but a naughty
spirit goeth before fall, and ! am
: sorry to say have seen sad indica.
tions of a very false pride in my little
daughter"
Fanny was silenced but not con
vinced.
Obliged to him." she said to hel
nurse, not long after" I'd die first"
"lndee, SO l would dear" replied
: the weak woman. My Miss Fanny
is going to grow up real beauty and
marry the richest man in the country
She's not going to stoop to any suci
J. poor trash"
4 Meantime things went well witt
: Johnny. The doctor, wealthy MAJ