Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1873-04-16

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the bag In twinkling, and before you
could say slack Robinsonu he went up
one Of the columns or ioists, or whatever
they are called, that help steady those
great hlGh warerooms,-went up like a
cat, Or a born sailor, clung there with his
llttle slim legs IN twist, one over the
other, and his lutte slim arms in league
with the legs. The gentleman-for it was
q gentleman who had asked, aWhat is
the matter Jack p looked up at Teddy
and laughed, and Teddy looked back and
laughed. and the next minute was telling
has story how he was playing, and, pop
ping into the bag in his play, he fell
asleep there, and never woke until Jack
roared at him down there on the scales.
" A lIkely story why, them Paddles"
began jack again.
" amt Paddy, only live with Mrs.
McNeely, and help her about the rags;
and Mrs McNeely is a great deal bet
ter N you are, for she never hits a fellow
hitler n herself" shouted back Teddy
from bis perch.
The gentleman laughed again. "Let
him alone, Jack, he's too much for you,"
he SAID and presently at his invitation,
and tho promise that nobody should harm
him, Teddy slid down from his high place
ard followed him into the counting-roon1,
where he told all he knew about himself,
and answered a good many questions,
which finally ended in the gentleman's
asking him if he would like to come and
work for him to sort over rags
Teddy, of course, was delighted at the
idea of getting into such large place of
business as this "Bat Mrs. McNeely ?n
go, I'll settle al about that" answered
the gentleman,-which he did in less than
an hour, for everything was done very
quickly in this place of business.
"Shure, and it wouldn't be meself that
would stand in the b'y's way" said Mrs.
McNeely, in this settling interview; "but
as took him when "a bit lad, and fed him
and clothed him, and taught him the "a g
business, yer honor, I think
"That you ought to have something for
your palms," interrupted the gentleman.
" So do |, Mrs. McNeely" And then an
arrangementwas made which was satisfae
tory to both parties. Teddy was to board
With Mrs. McNeely, and she was to look
out for him at SO much per week, regular
lY bald in by Jansen & Co., Paper Manu-
facturers. And Teddy was to 90 into a
school class TWO or three hours every day;
that was another arrangement which made
witha primary school just around the cor
ner from Jansen & Co.'S Paper-Mill
All, but you're born TO the luck, Ted
dyW said Mrs. McNeely, as all these ar,
rangements were completed.
And all this came from my going 10
sleep in rag-bag," thought Teddy.
But great deal more than this came
from Teddy's going to sleep in the Tag ba Q.
:" 1t was all fairy work." Ted declares,
telling the story himsel[,-fairy work from
the minute he was left alone in Mrs. Nc
Neely's kitchen tilI-till-well-tilI this
day. "Of course they put RE to sleep.n
"They? and who IS they ?" asks a
little bright-eyed girl, who Sits, winking
and blinking at this story, on Ted's knee.
Ted who is now six feet high, with the
biggest broad shoulders,-a grown.up Ted
you know.
They ? and who is they2' Why, the
rags, to be sure, who We're fairies, or my
good angels in disguise. They put ME to
sleep, while I was carried away to my
future fortune"
Sand what is that ?n questions little
Bright-eyes, Gs Ted stops a moment and
looks across at another Bright-eyes, twice
as Zig as the ole on his knee.
What is that ~ Ted smiles, and
shows the handsomest white teeth. COZ
a bag ofmoney which luys fairy palace
where l am to live with the fairy prin.
cess p
Is she one of the rags turned into a
fairy princess ?" asks Bright-eyes
" Ask her, there she sits, answers Ted
"O,n cries Bright-eyes, ats only Laura,
our Laura and don't believe word
about the fairy rags now. You're going
to marry our Laura, and live in that little
house on the Back Bay that we all went
to look at yesterday and that's your
fairy palacew And Bright-eyes losses
her head in great disdain at such a com
monplace story.
But think that it is the prettiest lit
tie fairy palace in the world, and Pm sure
it all came out OF rag. bag: for what is
Jansen & Co.'s Paper-Mill but a great
rag-bag, Miss Bessie Bright-eyes; where
your humble servant gets his bag Of money
to buy his fairy palace ?"
palace ? saucily asks Miss Bess.
Yes, in Pomp Court.-what she calls
an Elegant house,"
HAnd your father,-tell that over again;
like the sorry part best, for that is cer-
tain trde, and you only make fun with The
fairies" says Bess, with great dignity.
And so Ted, or MIR. Theodore Shafer, of
the firm of Jansen 6 CO.. as people say
now, told how bis father, Captain Shaifer,
came home from a long shipwrecking
voyage to find bis wife dead, and his littl e
son, report said, drowned,-for such was
the fate that was thought to have befaIlen
he child when his cap was found on
| Hannergan's Wharf, where he was la
seen. And here it was that Mrs. Nc
NeeleY's quick Irish heart was touched at
the little wanderers story of belonging to
nobody and nobody caring for him. And
one dav, when Captain Shatfer came into
the paper-milI, and Mr.. Jansen called
Teddy to show the gentleman about
Captain Shaffer. who could never forget
that name, began to ask questions and
the whole story came out, which ends
my story winds up Mr.. Ted
40, but just wait minute did did
-" But here the door opens and Bessie
cries out, 30 Captain Shafer, dear Cap
tain Shafer, yoal tell me the rest of the
story. Did you kiss Teddy when you
found he was your Teddy, in the paper
mill"
AS kiss you, little Bess," answer S
Captain Shafer, lifting Bess from Ted s
knee to his own shoulder. Which kiss
ends my story, dear reader.
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