Iowa voter. [volume] (Knoxville, Iowa) 1867-1874, 1869-06-24

0Oll8r; ana thus ne COHtInucu W
works week, and at the and'Of that
time he had five dollars and seventy
Ave cents in his pocket, besides hav-
Ing paid for all the food for family,
ave some few pieces of meat Mr..
Snow had given him. On Saturday
evening he met Mr.. Mark Leeds,
another book-binder who had been
discharged from work with himself.
Leeds looked care-worn and rusty. 1
"How goes it?" asked Peter.
''Don't ask mev groaned Mark.
''My family are half:starved"
"But can't you find anything to
do?" ~ a Ia -'.l.sl ..s1a< r..
Nothing" pss sa 3ns3 asaa- 4
"IIave you tried?" ,a-tg f7eg
Everywhere; but it is Of no use.
have pawned my clothes, save
those I have on. I-have been down
to the bindery today, and what do
you think the old man Offered mel"
"What was it?''
"Why, he offered to let me do his
He had just turned of
his niger for drunkenness. and Of
fered me his place! The old cur
mudgeon! By the powers, I'D a
great mind to pitch him into the
and run to the"
"Well," said Peter, "if.I had been
in your place, l should have taken
up with the offer."., ~ .a
Mark mentioned the name of the
evil individual again.
"Why," resumed Peter, II have
heen doing the work of a butchers
boy for the whole week."
Mark was incredulous, but his
companion soon convinced him, and
then they separated, one going home
happy and contented, and the other
going away from home to find some
sort of excitement in which to drown
his misery. :,
One day, Peter had basket Of
provision to carry to Mr.. W..
1t was his former employer. He
took the load upon his arm, and
started off; and just as he was enter
ing the yard of his customer, he met
Mr.. W. coming out. - :
"Ah! Stanwood, is this your" asked
his old employer, kindly. -
eyes, SIR" =.
"What are you doing now?"
"I'm a butchers boy, sir"
"a what?' = -.
"You see, I've brought your pro,
visions for you, sir; Pm a Irregular
butchers boy"
"And how long have you been at
this kind of work."
"This is the tenth day, SIR"
"But don't it come hard?"
"Nothing comes hard SO long as it
is honest, and will furnish my family
with bread" i'@1
"And how much can you make q
day at this?''
sometimes over a dollar, and
sometimes not over fifty cents"
"Well, now look here, MIR. Stan
wood; there have been no less than
dozen of my old hands hanging
around my counting-roorn for fort
night, whining for work. They are
stout, able men, and yet they lie
still because I have mo- work for
them. Last Saturday took pity on
Leeds, and offered him the work of
doing my handwriting. / told him
l would give him dollar and a
quarter day, but he turned up his
nose and asked me not to insult him;
and yet he owned that his family
were suffering. But do you come to
my place tomorrow, and you shall
have something to do, If it is only to
hold your bench ,up. Ihonor you
for your manly independence"
Peter grasped the old mans hand
with joyous, grateful grip, and
then blessed him fervently.
That night he gave Mr.. Snow no
tice that he must quit, and on the
following morning he went to the
bindery. For two days he had very
little to do, but on the third day a
heavy job came in, and Peter STAN
wood had steady work. He was
happy-more happy than ever; for
he had learned two things: first, what
a noble wife he had, and second,
what great resources for good he held
in his own energies.
Our simple picture has two points
to it's moral. One is, no man can he
lowered by any kind of honest labor.
The second, while you are enjoying
the fruits of the present forget not
to provide for the future; for no man
is sure but that the day may cOme
when he will need the squanderings
Of the past.-Er..