The Manitowoc tribune. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1866-1878, 1869-10-21
THE COCKS STORY.
BY HERSELF.

did say that. when they came botherin
me in the kitch en-, those fellows. mo, >
I said but he would come in. and stood
there lookin' so wretched that couldn t
do sf1othin' fercer than shake the soup
iadle at him. and yell, 'Well, now, what
do you want :"
Something to eat, - says he, as meek
a. lamb. Mother is i'll, and father Is
dead, and she and Land baby are so hun
gry!" - N
Just the same old story" says I,
THAT every begear boy has told me Tor
years. fThere-go away.
g1And / remember as did it, fastening
my breastpin, that had trick of coming
un-done. [ knew by that that / had it
on. It was one I'd had given me, and 1t
was worth great deal. It had belonged
to rich old lady waited on, and poor
folks generally don't have such pins. But
he looked 50 pltiful that my heart melted,
says. I, Il know You re lying, but it's
lust me to be imposed upon, Sit down
there and eat your breakfast, and | IL give
You some scraps afterwards.
And then [ went on with the puddn'
keepin' nv eve on the child He was as
white as sheet, and his cheeks. as hol
low as mans Of eighty, and his poor
little feetwere bare ard the tears would
rise into my eyes whether | would or no !;
and I felt quite wicked for havin spoken
so Mt first.
The short and long Of it is. / stuffed
his basket as full as full could be. and sent
him off stuffed full too; and I went back
to the kitchen, AMI was feeling quite con-
tented like, and as though d done my
duty, when feeiin' something queer about
my collar, put my hand up, and the pin
was gone.
I looked al over the floor. 1t WASH t
there I hadn't been out Of the room,
and In a. moment [ knew who had got II.
L was that beegar- boy, That came OF
harborin' heggars for the first time IN my
life. | didn't stop long to think. Jest
nitched what [ had in my hand on the
floor. Twas only a wooden bowl but
I'd done Ii Jest the same, m afraid,
if It had been chanv dish to be stopped
our of my wages. And out | went into
the street
Mr.. Policeman, I cried, to one that
was Jest -goin' by. by luck 'scatch that
beggar-hoy. He's hooked my pin.
And | never saw nothing ike the way
that big man striied up the street, and
pouncei on to that boy. lie gave a
scrcech. and then began to cry: and all
| says to the policeman was. Get back
my pin That's all care for. .
But that was easier said than done
The pin was not to be found lie d
throwed it away. most likely. And then
| vas in such boiling rage that / could
have kilIe1 him.
Lock him M, )" saws to the police
man. ''and III appear agin him to NOR
row
And then had to 60 back to the kitch
on: For be cook $ emotions what they
may her missus and master won't think
of goln' without their dinnsr-particaar
" her mas err
Well. I kept boilin' AMI frettin', and
wiShsn' | could hang the boy. And
never in my life did | have such time
with mis.us It was Cook the meat
amt done enough :" and, Cook the
gravy is too thick | couldn't eat a
single bit of anything myself, aud jest
set down and cried.
Next mornln I went to the police court
and told my story. and the policeman
SAID ne d seen the boy throw somethln'
away; and the magistrate he sentenced
him to be locked up for i dunno how
MANY days, and all the while the little
rascal kept crying, and vowing he never
saw the pin.
Itmade it so much the worse. IF he
had owned the fact, he wouldn't have
deserved half so bad But as it was, [
was glad to see him punished, and | d
a been gladden. still to see him hung.
When | went home | felt better; and
50, fmling myself hungry for the first
time since had lost my pin. [ got out
the cold pudding, and bit of meat, and
sat down alone by myself in the kitchen
to eat them
No wonder missus found fault, said
|, as put my spoon into the pudding.
There Jumps in it like stones. And
with that | tried to break it, and couldn t;
and feeling curious like, [ put it on the
table. It seemed to be a real stone. In
sugar likely says |, and broke the pud-
ding away and there in the midst | saw
my breast PIN 1t had dropped IN
while | was mixin' it. And there it was
About an hour afterwards all the ser
! wants down the street had it to tell that
Ann Ger y-that's me-had gone mad,
and rushed off to drown herself | went
with nothin' on my head, a-wrinein my
hands and cryin' but where [ went was
to the court, to beg and pray that dear
boy 5 pardon of the magistrate, and ask
him to lock me up in the precious limo
cents place
That boy | consider my boy now. He
shall have all We gotin the savings bank,
every penny. 4 better boy never lived ;
and as to his mother, she's better now,
AMI doin fine washin', as | can recon
mend IL suit any lady. That boy loves
IL T ~, al | EpNtV
when h ar EN- talk Of beggars and
tramns: Don't judge EN- because OF
their poverty Don tiuuage lest, as our
be ind red yourself by them above you.
Those amt the words, butts the spir-
t, and 50 ! hone its all the sau G.
4 Sarkville, n. B. dispatch of the
7,h says that on Monday night that place
was visited by tremendous gale, ano
the highest tide ever known. The marsh
Il es We're completely covered Thousand;
of tons of hay were destroyed, and thou
sands of cattle and sheep drowned Tn,
dykes on the marshes are all gone, an,
4 the bridges all through the country sweep
away The Eastern Extension Raj
! Road track was torn up eight or ten miles
and the telegraph line connecting witt
: the cabl, and Halifax is ohiterated.
This tidal wave has caused great de
struction on the Bay of Fnndav and i
ard around st. John the tide rose to
great height, carrying away and destroy
ing an immense amount of property
The wharyes were raised, ships, an
houses, barns and cattle swept away
The bridges of the European and Mort
American Railway were destroyed. |
the small parish alone the loss is estim;
|. ted at one million dollars.