The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1869-05-14

WHOLE NO. 40;
of meat Mr.. Snow had given him.
On Saturday evening he met Mark
Leeds, another binder who had beer
discharged from work with himself.
Leeds looked csre-worn and rusty.
" How goes it p asked Peter.
"Don't ask me-" groaued Mark
1" My family are half starved"
But, can't you find anything to
do?"
Nothing"
"Have you tried 2"
Everywhere; but it's no use.
I've pawned ali my clothes save
| these 1 have on. I've been down
to the bindery to-day, and what do
you suppose the old man offered me?
"What was it p
i" Why he offered to lot me do
his hand carting! He had just
turned off his nigger for drunkenness
and offered me the place! The old
curmudgeon !! BY the powers, I'd
a great mind to pitch him into the
hand cart and run him to tho"
Mark mentioned the name of an
individual who is supposed to dwell
somewhere in region q little
warmer than our tropics.
"Well,' said Peter, eff had
been in your place I should have
takon up with the Offer"
Mark mentioned the name of the
same individual.
:" Why,'' resumed Peter, "I
have been doing the work Of a
butchers boy a whole week."
Mark was incredulous, but his
companion soon convinced him, and
they separated, one going home hap
py and contonted, 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
provisions to carry to Mr.. NJ
1t was his former employer. He
took the load upon his arm and
started off, and as he was entering
the yard of the customer he met
Mr.. NJ. coming out.
All, Stanwood! is this you ? "
asked his old employer kindly.
/" Yes sir.'
What are you doing now 2"
I'm butchers boy, sir -
"A what -
"You see I've brought your pro-
visions for you, sir Pm a regular
butcher hoy"
" This is the tenth day. sir"
/" But don't it come hard ?"
" Nothing comes hard 80 long AZ
it ia honest aud will furnish my
family with bread"
q" And how much can you make
a day at this?
Sometimes over q dollar, and
sometimes not over fifty CENTS"
=" Well, now look here Stanwood,
there have been no loss than dog
on Of my old hands hanging round my
counting-room for fortnight. whin-
ing for work they are stout, able
men, and yet they lie still because I
have no work for them. Last Sat
urday took pity on Leeds and Of
fered him the job to do my hand
carting. I told him I would give
him dollar and a quarter a day,
but he turned up his nose and ask
cd me not to insult him But do
you come to my place tomorrow
and you shall have something to do
if it is only to hold your bench up.
l honor you for your manly inde-
pcndence.
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 but
very little to do, but on tho third
day heavy job came in and Peter
Stanwood had steady work. He
was happy-more happy than ever,
for he had learned two things; first,
what noble wife he had; and Sec
ond how much resources for good
he held in his own energies.
Our simple picture has two points
to its moral. One is-no man can
be lowered by any kind of honest la
Dor. The second-while you are
enjoying the fruits of tho present
forget not to provide for the future
for no man is so secure but that the
day may come whom be will need
the suuanderings of the past.