Abbeville press. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1860-1869, 1869-06-04

pose, for rainy day?" pI.arsaea the
stranger. IT,
cay thousands upon thousands o.
tfsllars, sirI" cried Jarcb, giving hi:
I awl a furious punch.
"Whatl SO much rs that?"
ella! I'd like to show 'cm to ye;, Sir
They might have dirty faces:~Scvcn
of 'em, sir! Seven ofs1Eo best ma
ture9 9ehAdrcu yc ever saw, Sir, ant
rugged too."
"Ah 1 meant to ask you if you
had not managed to lay by little
money, my good man. You seem
steady and Industrious"
Money!" repeated Jarcb, with q
comical lccr. Docs a man lay by
money, when he's building himself
houses and gardens? No, Sir. MOI
docs man lay by money when he
makes half crown day, and rcars
seven children. Them little uns will
take care Of me when I am old, never
fear. No, no.
MONEY or gold in boarded s}ore-
have none Of it have none;
/ live and breathc-I do 10 more
To-day its q curse. tomorrow bore,
Folderol-loldc-lido.
And I'm the hnrpicst NAH alive
Fol.de-rol lol.de lido'''
"Then you live contcntcd on your
scanty storc?" said the old man re.
garding the cobbler enviously.
"Just as coutcntcd as the day is
long, sir. And why shouldn't 1?
won't starve while there's a crust OF
bread in the house, or ripped shoe
in the village. I should like money if
L could have it; but I wouldn't pass
one day or night Of discomfort for all
the money in the world !'
"And if you had money, what
would you do with it?
For the first time Jarcb looked So
bcr. His awl was stopped in the
puncture it had made-his eyes rested
vacantly on the floor. When he
spoke all his lightncss of manner was
gone, and his voice was tremulous.
"Well, I'll tell ye," he said, while
the twitching of his neither lip show
cd that he felt deeply. II can't help
thinking that my little ones aren't a
.oOp,ipr I'm 90 cop,o f>ll-,, l:..I
are. They arc good, honest and hap
py; but if they could have a chance
to get little more arnin than their
poor old fathers got, 1 shouldn't
mind. I cannot help thinking as how
there might be bright mind or two
amongst them that might make doc
tor, q lawyer, or may be a minister.
But never mind-thcy'rc in Gods
hands. I don't complain |" repeated
Jareb, thrusting his awl through, and
then pulling it through. "Why
should T.? How many a rich father
would give all he's worth if his chill
dren would only be different from
what they are? Sickly and weakly,
maybe, or perhaps bad and wicqcd.
"There is no such word as complain,
For by it we nothing can gain,
Save trouble and all mental pain, Z.
With fol-de.rol-de dido"
"No: sir. I've got enough, and
that's more'n everybody's got"
The boot was finished, and the old
man took out golden guinea.
"I've no change for such piece,
sir!" said Jareb.
II don't want any change. Take it
all. A shilling is to pay you for men
ding my boot, and the rest is for your
wife and children to pay them for the
loss of their walk. Come, don't dis
appoint me-"
Jareb took the coin, and though his
thankfulness was deep, its expression
was simple and polite.
The old man put on his boot and
weutaway. The wife came in and
Sareb showed his treasure. They
were as rich as monarchs now. They
danced and sang, and then each called
the other o fool. However, after this
they went and took their walk-they
and their children. The oldest child
was only twelve years old, and ihe
youngest two, Tommy and Johnny
were twins. They, were a jolly look
ing family.
When Jareb, returned and entered
his shop, the first; thing he saw was 9
groen silk purae.s He. picked it uI
and found it full of gold. Quick a.
/ thought be put on his hat again, ane
ran from the shop, He reached tn,
Hotel, but the stage had gone, ant
the old gentleman had gone in It. 81
] the cobbler returned to his cot ant
there sat down with the purse In hi
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