The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1872-04-12

boy went on with his work.
Before long the various materials
that had been subject to Samuel's
knife and pincers, were joined and
groved together in curious manner. |
The embryo philosopher set the
machine-for it looked like ma
chine-upon the floor, then gazed
upon it intently. His eyes cleaned
with peculiar glow of satisfaction;
he looked proud and happy. While
he stood and gazed upon the child
of his labors, the door opened aad
his father entered.
''What! are you not studying?"
exclaimed Mr.. Winthrop, as he no
ticed the boy standing in the middle
of the floor.
Samuel trembled when he heard
his fathers voice, and turned pale
with fear.
"Ha! what is this" said his fa-
ther, as he caught sight of the cur
ious construction on the floor.
"That is the secret of your idleness.
Now I see how it is you cannot mas
ter your studies. You spend your
time in making them fy-cages. I'll
see whether you'll learn to attend to
your lessons or not. Therep'
AS the father uttered these harsh
ejaculation, he put his foot upon the
object of his displeasure. The boy
uttered quick cry, and sprang for
ward, but too late. The curious con-
struction was crushed to atoms-the
labor of long weeks. Looking at
the mass of ruins and then covering
his face with his hands, he burst in
to tears.
"Ain't you ashamed2" said Mr..
Winthrop; ''a great boy like you to
to spend your time in making clap
traps, and then cry about it because
l choose you should attend to your
studies. Now 60 to the barn and
help Jerry shell corn"
The boy was too full of grief to
make any explanation, and without
any word he left his chamber. But
for long, long days afterwards he
was weary and down-hearted.
Samuel" said Mr.. Winthrop, one
day after the spring had opened, 81
have seen Mr.. Young, and he is will
ling to take you as an apprentice.
Jerry and 1 can get along on the
farm, and 1 think the best thing you
can do is to learn the blacksmith's S
trade, have given up all hopes of
ever making surveyor out of you,
and If you had a farm you would not
know how to measure it or lay it
out. Jerry will soon be able to take
my place as surveyor, and 1 have al
ready made arrangements for having
him sworn and obtain his commits
sion. But your trade is a good one,
however, and 1 have no doubt you
will be able to make a good living
at it.
/ Mr.. Young was blacksmith in a
neighboring town, and he carried on
quite an extensive business. More
over, he had the reputation of being
fine man. Samuel was delighted
with his fathers proposal, and when
he learned that Mr.. Young carried
on quite a large machine shop, he
was in ecstacies. His trunk was
packed good supply or clothes
having been provided, and, after kis-
sing his mother and sister, and shak-
ing hands with his father and broth
er, mounted the stage and set off for
his new destination.
He found Mr.. Young all he could
wish, and went into his business with
an avidity that surprised his master.
One evening, after Samuel Win
throp had been with his new master
six months, the latter came into the
shop after all the journeyman had
quit work and gone home, and found
the youth busily engaged it fitting
a piece of iron. There was quite a
number of pieces on the bench at his
side and some were curiously rivet
ed together and fixed with springs
and slides, while others appeared not
yet ready for their destined use. Mr..
Young ascertained what the young
workman was up to, and he not only
encouraged him in his undertaking,
but he stood for half an hour and
watched him at his work. Next day
Samuel Withrop was removed from
the blacksmith shop to the machine
shop,
Samuel often visited his parents.
At the end Of two years his father
was not little surprised when Mr.
Young informed him that Samuel
was tae most useful hand in his en-
ploy.
Time flew fast. Samuel was TWEEN
ty-one. jeremiah mad been free al
most two years, and was one of the
most accurate and trustworthy sur
veyors in the country.
Mr.. Winthrop looked upon his
eldest son with pride, and often ex-
pressed a wish that his other son
should have been like him. Samuel
had come home to visit his parents,
and Mr.. Young had come with him.
"Mr. Young" said Mr.. Winthrop,
after the tea things had been cleared
away, 'that is a fine factory they
have just erected in your town."
"Yes," returned Mr.. Young, there
are three of them, and they are doing
a very heavy business"
II understand they have an exten-
sive machine shop connected with
the factories. Now, if my boy Sam
/ is a good workman, as you say he is,
perhaps he might get first rate sit
uation there"
Mr.. Young looked at Samuel and
smiled.
'By the way" continued the old
farmer, ''what is all the noise see
and hear in the papers about those
patent Winthrop looms? They tell
tell me they go ahead of anything
/ that was ever got up BEFORE
"You may ask your son about