The Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1855-1875, 1871-04-08

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door Of his cellar shop one night,
some months ago, we heard him
pounding on his lapstone and sing
ing:
'sThe miller he stole grist-
The weaver he stole yarn
And the little tailor he stole broAdcloth,
To keep these three rogues warm
To keep these three rogues warm
And the little tailor he stole broadeloth,
To keep these three rogues warmp
While we looked down, in thro'
the open door to see him at work
and hearing him sing, we saw al
old bench beside him, vacant. To
step down stairs was the work ofa
moment
Good evening"
Good evening. SIR
You seem a happy man-bope
you are not disturbed in your sing
ing or your labor.
sOh no--never disturbed
when can you repair pair Of
boots for me?' 2e E1a5
when you send 'em In
ssTo keep these three rogues warm,
To keep these three rogues warm,
And the little tailor he stole broadcloth,
To keep these three rogues warm y
That is jolly song you sing
It's the only one l know. Aud
there is SO much stealing now it
seems good TO sing it.
Well bring in the boots next
week, and you can fix them
sAl right-bring 'em in
How late do you work.
From breakfast-time till bed
time
Every day?'
sYes-ex ,ept Sunday
How many hours day do you
work.
i don't know-from 7 in the
morning till IL at night. only once
in q while the little womatsin there
gets me out to see the show-win-
dows or go with her for the little
things to last over Sunday
You make money here, don't
your
Make money! Lord bless you
lite all l can do to pay rent and
live
| 'Yow have good health?'
'Yes-while it lasts.'
And you save a little?'
Not much. It's slow work draw.
ing a fortune through an awl hole,
Or building house by pounding q
lap-stone.'
You are right
We talked half an hour with him,
a. he worked Then quiet, neat,
home -body of a woman came in
from the back room to read from a
book she had in her hand. He said
she read to him books from the Ii
hrary, and it shortened the time.
Three or tour times since that night
have we drt pped in to see him
work and escape from the contin-
ned labor OF the sanctum, for he
can both wcrk and talk at the same
time. -.--
| Tonight we met him with q
market basket on his arm, hurry
ing home
Good evening, Mr. Wilscn2'
| sAh! good evening" ss
| 'Hurrying home, to rest or tc
work.?
Neither. My boy is sick, and
while the little wife took care ol
him / ran out to sec about these
| errands.
We may drop in before long,
will you2 We will be glad
you have time
Little Freddie is sick boy. HI
was in high fever, turning on hi.
bed, while his mother stood by Will
fan, trying to cool the air 10 tia
close room. A doctor had beer
there the day before. and pres or. b
ed some remedies, but they wer,
OF no avail. The father locke,
tfouhled, He forgot bis song. ant
his sapstone was covered with hi.
apron, or. the beEch. Musicless
liz e canary in its covefe ed cage.
He said we might prescribe, ans
the mother of Little Freddie sais
the same. At little drug store
corner Third avenue and Sixteenth
street, We found some ice. at : frui
store near by some lemons. Th,
ice We pounded in . towel till th,
pieces were not much larger Oh Il
peas, and fed to tho little patien
slowly. The lemon tasted good
as his lips were moistened there
with. In a little while bis hea,
was cool-the pulse fell back t,
proper beating, and il less tbal
two hours the little boy slept. w
rubbed his hands aud smootne,
the hair from his brow, while th,
!, father and mother ct, contenSet
spectato.s. g slslA ssa ss sl
slsThers nov. Your Freddie vii
gst well. Do not wsken him.
When he wakens, feed him Of thi
pounded ice. all he viii 81. II
; better than sznedicine. Let hir
zip Of the fen0n-hold . litile piec
Of lee over his pulse on the III
wrist-feed him more ice, and b
! will be all right in the morning.
II THANK yoQ-so much.
Never mind the tllanxs, look on