Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1870-02-10

| ~, ""auC - ~ yours, now
or is it his9 Answer me that" sal,
Bridget, quite sternly.
why. it isn't mine, BY right: bu,
I've possession Of the same. and th
owner has taken his lave. When I'm
lawyer. I'll jist prove to We that Nv,
the best right to it"
''Well, ifyou keep it, and grow up
thafe, Nike, it's no fault of mine. Yo,
should carry it in your pocket. an wher
We see the man again, jist ask him has
he missed his pocket-piece, and ther
il will be awl right wild ye."
Bridget Mulloney had a conscience
II she was poor lrishwoman, and sh.
wanted Nike to have one too. though
five dollars was great temptation /,
them both; for poverty like theirs was
hard to bear.
Nike was earning money bravely
now, and many comforts found the way
into their house through his hands but
both he and his mother said little about
the schooling he was losing, and which
he felt so badly about. He had it in his
mind, however. to go TO the free even
ing school when winter came. This was
Mixes hardship. Not even his own
mother knew what it cost him to give
up the hope of a good education, and
go cheerfully at work, like a man, to
help support the fatherless family.
About week after the discovery of
the gold piece, somewhat to his disap-
pointment, perhaps, Cracker saw Old
Fatty, as he termed him. coming down
School street. He put himself in the
stout mans way.
Have apaper sir: journal, Travel
Ter, Herald
The man shook his head.
on bought one of me the other
day"
Il dare say but just bought one
up the street.
But think there was some mistake
about the change. Did you miss gold
piece:
Why yes; Nelly's five dollar gold
piece her uncle John sent her from Cali
tornia. went to the jeweller' the very
next day to have a pin made of it, ana
no gold piece To be found. Just nv
luck, SAID. must have given it away
10 some rascal for cent
We'll, | guess not, mister, for YOU
gave II To a gentleman, and that's me.
sir, and here it is. Here's yer evenin
Herald, Journal, Traveller deigning
no further notice Of the stout man. who
stood quite overwhelmed ut this exhi-
oitlon OF Integrity, especially in an Irish
ncw~hoy.
'l.ooN here, youngstcr,' said he, walk
ny Iound hun. Ia attract his attention :;
what snail ! give YOU for Your hon
st, 4
Nothing at all. don't ask a cent
tor not being u thief. Its yuIr lucN
tli..t YOU icIi III my way Sir. Next time
yon throw found Yer gold pieces, see
that you're among honest tel!ers like
me.
Much obliged for your advice. It's
your luck that you fell in my way, per
haps. What Gan do for yOu.
We'll. ii YOU insist upon ii. give me
your card, ,Ir, and viii sell yUu "A pa
per at Nour oilice, If its o. my beat.
'ContounI the little rascal + l.lou. tit
Mr. Wales, Tor that was the name on
Tue card. How did lie know nave an
oiiice, instead ola store Gail about
liNe O'Clock tomorrow. at-Iremont
Street. said he to Mike.
All right, sir. Have apaper, sir:'
Cracker Was at work again, for he
never let a customer Slip.
The Old South clock was striking
five when Cracker entered Mr.. Wales
office next day with his papers.
Journal, said the corpulent gentle
man. How much money can YOU make
day: What's your name.'
Michael Mulloney-Cracker for
short-all the way from fifty cents to
two dollars
And you 60 to the theatre, and treat
your chums to oyster-stews and ale,
when work is brisk, suppose
Perhaps | do, and perhaps DON'T
was the boys impertinent answer.
BY amore judicious mode of ques-
tioning however, Mr.. Wales succeeded
in learning something of the state Of
affairs at home-the feeble mother, the
unsatlsiied longing for school, and the
young brother and sister dependent on
his earnings.
Good evening, SIR at length said
Cracker. Biz is the word with me-
Wait moment, my boy Mr.. Wales
scrat' he'd away on sheet of paper
lake this note to your mother He
tunbled in his desk while he sealed it.
Cracker gave the letter shove down
into the bottom of his pocket, and went
out crying his papers down the street.
Here, mother he said, on reaching
home. old Fatty sent you "a letter. 1
guess there's fifty cents in it, for my
honesty
Mrs. Mulloney opened it, and hum
dred dollar note fell out. She gave a
startled cry of delight.
A hundred dollars Never in all her
life before had she been the possessor
ola hundred dollars. MiAe fairly gasp
ed with surprise.
~, Mike. Mike. isn't that better than
five dollars, now:
Cracker would not have hal Spider
know it, but he did, yes, he actually
did 20 behind the door and wipe MS
eyes several times on the towel.
Next day he was miesed from his
beat, and it va ru,noied in Newsboy )
Alley thats s&snncker was in IucA for his
hone,ty-hk thllen har =. half mil
lion, AMI golac ~ coi,ess. 49, 49,