Tama County Republican. (Toledo, Tama County, Iowa) 1867-1872, 1869-10-14
LUCK.

OF a gift-store. He ought to have been
in his place at the Office halt an hour
before but he stayed over night with
Phil Barney, and oversight himself
II might as wei be hung Tor a sheep
as a lamb" thought hc "Im late any
how. and I'll take peep in here
and finish my cigar. 1t should buy
any of these gift things, shouldn't get
decent prize. | never had any luck
in my lite. Some folks are always in
luck. There is Tom Porter. He has
not been on the street any longer than
[ have, and his salary is raised, and he
has one hundred dollars in the savings
bank. It's too bad. I've a good mind
to 90 out West, where wages are bet
ter and and board cheap
Just then, to use Dicks language,
'as bad luck would have it" his Uncle
Richard, for whom he was Eamed and
whose goodwill he particularly val
ued, drove up in carriage, to call on
an architect whose office was over the
gtt-store.
What are you doing here, Dick, at
half after nine in the morning? Throw
away that cigar; get in my carriage,
and I'll take you to the office. want
to talk with you."
The architect was out, and Uncle
Richards feet, that had been IN active
use s,xty-two years, carried him up and
down the stairs and back TO his seat
rbout as soon as his cighteen.year old
nephew could walk from the window
to the carriage.
NV hat does the savage cid fellow
want OF me? This is just piece OF
my bad hek," thought Dick.
Uncle Richard got III, and repeated
his question, "Why ant you Mt your
Office? At your age | began my work
at six o'clock by filling lamps and
sweeping the store. You have one OF
the best places III town, and I'm afraid
you'll lose it if you hang around morn
ings in this style. Dick, ii you were
not my only sisters orphan son, I'd
wipe my hands of YOU"
lit would be just my lack, ancle, il
you did"
Nonsense! Dick, don't use that
word to me. II is word of the dev
lis own coming. There is no such
thing as luck.
"You call me a lucky man, do you?'
said Uncle Richard.
Dick nodded his head.
"Well, l didn't sleeps nights with
idle fellows like Phil Barney. Iwork-
ed to learn tho business, and make my
self necessary to my employers, so
that they would have to take me into
partnership when l became man
not with my eye on the clock and
hand on my cap ready to rush for home.
l wore pants little too short tor me,
and coat sleeves that would not cover
my wrists, and coarse boots, till
could honestly pay for better ones.-
l walked when wanted to ride, work
ed when | wanted to play, tasted when
I wanted to eat, held my tongue when
/ wanted to make pert replies, got up
when wanted to lie abed, and went
to bed when l wanted to sit up and,
to cap all, never tolt too old to obey
my mothers wishes. The devil soon
got tired hanging around me whisper.
ing about good luck. ! laughed in his
face, and now have the reward of a
lite o! honest, active labor, through
Gods blessing"
'Dick, what are you going to do?"
"Uncle, sometimes l think I'll 60 to
Chicago or California, where so many
young men make fortunes"
you'll MAKE a bcggar or thief il
you do. The West is overrun now
with silly fellows that are in search ol
luck. The men who succeed out there
cork just as have done. Your luck
lies in your feet and hands and head
Listen to me, Dick. Don't run after
luck. 1t il 4 device OF the devil ia
lead young men into fatal pitfalls, gam.
! b!ing-dens, and jails." -
iJust9 then the carriage stopped
Tom Porter hurried by on his way to