The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1872-02-29


pickpocket, the thief, and the purloining
servant We're received with equal readiness,
and the spoiIs were divided with the fullest
understanding that no questions were to be !
asked.
AT "NY UNCLE's."
had scarcely made my business known
at the first Of my uncles" establishments
(No.-strect) to which I had been di-
rectel, when a millle-agcd man entered
with bundle on which he asked a small
advance, and which on being opened was
found to contain shawl and two or three
other articles Of female apparel. The man
was stout and sturdy, and, as | judged
| from his appearance, a mechanic, but the
mark Of the destroyer Wa on his blOatcl
countenaucc. The pawnbrokcr was exam
ming the offered pledge when woman,
with pale face and attcnuated form, came
hastily into the shop, and with the single
exclamation, 80 hobcrtr' darted rather
than ran to that part of the counter where
| The man was standing. Ii.r miserable
| husband, not satisfied with wasting his own
earnings, and leaving her to starve Wi th her
| children, had Numbered even her scantv
wardrobe, and the pittance received was to
| be squandered at the rum shop. A blush
of shame arose even upon his degraded
face but it quickly passed away; the brutal
appetite prevailed
Go home was his harsh exclamation;
"what brings you here, running after me
with your e7erla sting scoldins? Go home
and mind your own business"
"Oh, Robert, dear Robert" answered
the unhappy wife, don't pawn my shawl.
Our children are crying for bread, and /
have none to give them or let me have the
| money. Give me the money, Robert, and
| don't leave Us to pcrish.'
| L watched the face OF the pawnbroker
Twelve shiilngs on these things" he
| said, tossing them back to the drunkard
with look of perfect Indifference. "Only
twelve shilings!' murmured the heart
broken VIE, in tone OF despair; 80 Rob
ert, don't let them 60 for twelve shillings.
| Let me try somewhere else" NONSENSE
answered the brute, - it as much as they
are worth. Here Mr., give us the
change" The money was placed before
| him, and the bundle consigned TO a drawer.
| The poor creature reached forth her hand
towards the money, but the movement was
anticipated by her husband. There,
Mary he said, giving her half dollar,
| there, go home now, and don't make fuss
I'm going little way up the street, and
perhaps I'll bring you something from mar
ket when | come home
The hopeless look of the poor woman as
| she meekly turned to the do5r told plainly
| enough how little she trusted the promise.
They went on their way, she to her chill
| dren and he to the next corner grocery"
BENEVOLENT CUSTOMER.
! While this scene wa, in progress. an
! other had been added to the number of
| spectators. This was a young man, dress
ed in the height of the fashion. He had
a reckless, good-humored look, and very
much the air of what is called "a Young
man about town. that is, one who ride.
out to the Central Park in the afternoon.
eats game suppers at De!monico's in the
evening, after the play, and spends the
rest of the mig ht and his money at BILLIARDS.
! The moment the poor woman was gone,
/ he twltched from his neck a gold watch,
and placing it In the hands Of the pawn
/ broker, with whom he seemed to be Oh
/ terms of acquaintance, he exclaimed,
"Qulck, now, Mr.. -; thirty dollars
/ on that? You've had it before, and
needn. stop to examine it" The money was
instantly paid, and the young man of fashion.
crumpling the bills up in his hand, hurried
of at full speed, first looking up and then
/ down the street. l followed him to the
door, and saw him acccost tie poor
woman who had just left the shop, thrust
into her hand either the whole or part of
the sum be had just received, and then
turn away to the other side of the street,
without stopping either for thanks or for
explanation.
I The revere of mingled surprise and ad-
miratlon into which was thrown by this
unexpected manifestation of benevolepee
was interrupted by loud cutlery from Mr..
-, the pawnbroker, and by seeing
him, with look and outcry of horror. /
hurry round his counter, and out through
the door, upon the sidewalk, where he stood
Tor moment, straining his eyes down the |
street, as if in search of the kindhearted
youth, whe had By this time disappeared
up the eress-strsets. This villain" he +