The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1873-01-28
AN, EXPECTING TALE.

shop one day, and presented himself as
the counter with an -
''Pve been told ye advertised for
hands, yer honor.
"Fully supplied. my man." said Mr..
Bawn, not lifting his head from his ae.
count book
"rd work faithful, sir, and take low
wages, till could do betther, and I'd
Learnt would that"
1t was an Irish brogue, and MIR. Bawa
always declared that he never would
employ an in oofape;ant hensl. e, -
tone attracted him lie turned br;akly
and with his pen behind his ar,addfa@s'
ed the man who was only one OF liilJ
who had answered his advertisement fer
four workmen that morning.
"What makes you expect to leara
faster than other folks-are you a,15
smarter ?"
"Ill rot say that" said the man, shut
I'd be wishing to; that 'ud make i
easier"
"Are you used to the work2"
"I've done bit Of it."
"Much p
"No, yer honor I'll tell no lie. Tim
O'Toole hadn't the like of this pisas
but know bit about tins"
"You are too old for an apprentices
and you'd be in the way, / calculate,
said Mr.. Bawn, looking at the brawny
arms and bright eyes that promised
strength and intelligence Besides, 2
know your countrymen--lazy, good-fer.
nothing fellows, who never do their best
No. Eve been taken in by Irish hap Is
before, and won't have another"
''The Virgin will have to be afther
bringing EN- over in her two arms, ,tai'A
said the man, desparingly, "for I've
tramped all day for the last fortnight
and niver job can I get, and that's th'
last penny have, yer honor, and II:
but half a one
AS he spoke he spread his palm sper
with an English half penny upon is
Bring whom over?" asked }r
Bawn, arrested by The odd speeVa al
he turned back again. -
'sJist Nora and Jamesy."
"Who are they y
1.-The ones me wife, the otheF mi
child" said the man. 30, masther.. jist
thry me. How'll l bring 'ein oysr tc
me il no one will give me q josTf
want to be airning, and the whole biz
city seems against it, and me witlarms
like thin. !"
He barred his arms to the shoulder al
he spoke, and Mr., Bawn looked atshem
and then at his face.
"Tll hire you for the week." he said
"and now, as it's noon, go dogss1ntt
1.-THE Kitchen and tell the girl to
your dinner--a hungry man can
work :"
And with an Irish blessing, the neV
hand obeyed. while Mr.. Rawn, untyiu:
his apron, went up stairs to his OWL
meal
! Suspicious as he was of the ney
hands integrity and ability, he wa
agreeably disappointed. Connor work
ed hard and actually learned fast. A
the end of the week he was engaged
permanently, and soon was the bes
workman in the shop.
He was great talker, but not fond o
drink or wasting money. AS his wage
grew he boarded every penny, AM
wore the same shabby clothes in whicl
he had made his first appearance, Bee
costs money!" be said one day, .ant
livery cint spind puts off the bringfn:
Nora and Jamesy over; and asafo
clothes, them have must do me--iet
ter no coat to me back than no wife an,
boy by me fireside, and anyhow, it
| slow work saving"
1t was slow work, but he kept at
all the same. Other men, thoughles
and full Of fun, tried to make him driul
made jest of his saving habits coax
ed him TO accompany them to places 0
amusement, or to share in their Sunda,
frolics. All in vain Connor liked beel
liked fun, Liked companionship; but h
would not delay that long looked 70
bringing of Nora over, and was no
"mane enough to accept favors of 9th
ers. He kept his way, martyr to hi
one great wish-living on little, worllini
at night on any extra job he could ear
, few shillings by; running errands il
his noontide hours of rest, and talkin!
to any one who would listen, of his on
great hope, and of Nora and little Jam
esy.
At first the men, who prided them
, selves on being all Americans. and q
turning out the best work in the city
, made sort of butt of Connor, who's
, wild Irish" ways and verdancy wer
indeed often laughahle. But he VOL
their hearts at last, and when one day
mounting a work bench. be shook hi
little bundle. wrapped in red kerchiei
before their eyes, and shouted: "Looi
boys, I've got the whole at last! II
goin to bring Nora and Jamesy over q
last Whoroo! I've got it!' all fel
sympathy in his joy, and each graspe
his great hand in cordial congratuls
tons, and one proposed to treat a
around, and drink a good voyage t
t Nola
They parted il a merry mood, mos
of the men goifg to comfor able home:
But poor Connor's resting place was
poor lodging -house, whore lie shared
crazy garret with fonr other men, and i
the Joy of his heart the poor fellow e1
hibited his handkerchief, with his har
earned savings tied up in hard wad j
the middle, before he put it under hi
pillow and fell asleep. When he ava
kened in the morning, he found hi
treasure gone. Some villain, more cor
temptihle than most bad men are, ha
: robbed him.
At first Connor could not even believ
it lost. He searched every corner c
g the room, shook his quilt and blanket
and begged those about him to "qui
: joking and give it back"
But at last he realized the truth
"Is any man that bad that it's thaye
from me?' he asked, in q breathles
| way Boys, is any man that badY'
e And some one answered.
mo Doubt of it, Connor. It's sthole
J Then Connor put his head down o
a his hands and lifted up his voice an
wept Il was one of those sights whic
men never forget 1t seemed NOR
{. than he could beiH, 70 iave Nora an