The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1875-03-11
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see What 'he answer would be.
"Oh, I forgot it."
Or course, I ncle JOb-one of the best
fellows that ever lived, as he was called
-alwaysf rgot till the very last moment
The consequence was some things Were
badly done. sat at the table as he
wrote, and read the two notes while he
was directing the envelopes. The frs
one I'm as follows:
DEAR JonN--I have found a boy for you, as
you spoke Of wanting an apprentice. He
will be sent by his father tomorrow. In the
main, you will find him a good fellew, onl,
rather odd German (his fathers name is
Ruhert Germany thinks more of himself than
his fifteen years should warrant, but you will
know how to correct that fault A little dis
ciplinr--a taste of hard work, coarse fare
ctc,-will do it. You may ex pect him at about
six P. III. Yours, JOB LANSING.
There, that one is disposed Of" said
Uncle Job, as he finished it, and forth
with he commenced the second letter:
DEAR JAcK-Judge Black wished me tc
write you, as something has happened to
his right hand, that Lawrence will start to-
morrow by the first train. He will reach
your place by seven p. m. Show him every
attention, for he is fine fellow, and will,
by and by, be able to confer favors. A word
to the wise is sufficient. Lawrence is sew.
enteen, AID fine, gentlemanly little fellow
Yours, JOB LANSING.
"Do they both live in the same town?'
/ asked
YES" said Uncle Job, placing the let
tiers in envelopes, g hardly a stones
throw apart-only Jack Green has got
tie handsomest place in town and John
Trimble lives in a tumble down, two-story
shanty. Jack has lots of children anu
John has none, or but ove."
Something happened while We were
talking and Uncle Job, in his careless
fashion, forgot what he was about and
directed the letters so that each was sent
to the wrong person. The result was
not pleasant, as you shall see. Twill give
you the experience OF the two boys.
ROBERT GERMANS STORY.
When reached the depot met man
dressed in livery.
Are you the young gentleman sent by
Mr.. Job Lansing?" ,ys he.
said yes, and was led to splendid
carriage. hardly knew what to say or
d}-for had my old clothes on, mother
thi, XII had better save my best suit,
which was packed away in my old black
trunk.
Any baggace?" asked the coachman,
ard pointed out my trunk.
You should have seen the fellow grin.
When we stopped before the handsomest
house had ever seen l was absolutely
scared. could scarcely get down out
of the carriage, for there was the hall all
ahlaze with light, and great gas lamps
outside the door; and could see young
ladies, splenddly dressed, in the parlor
Thinks l, They'll take me into some
Darkroom, and hope they'll give me
some grub, for I'm awfully hungry"
Wen, what do you think? If they
didn't all meet me in the hall, and begin
to jabber! l might as well have stood OIL
my hea,i for all could he r anything
they said for about five minutes.
Didn't act like a fool, sitting on a
yellow satin sofa, with young lady each
side of me? Why, / felt-l can't begin
to Tell how felt! Tney talked as if
they'd kno*n our folks all their life; but
where to put my hands didn't know.
AT last they let me alone, and a tai
man, who stood on the hearth, looking
down on me, asked how the Judge ~as
Tina was the first direct question that
had been asked me.
Says l., don't know what Judge you
mean. sir"
"Why, your father" says he, and
saw the gills giggle behind their fans.
my father? Well, he wasn't never a
Judge as know on" says 1. elf he
was | wouldn't be learning trade, any
how"
Are you Joking, my lad?" asks the
man. "Your father, Judge Back, is one
of my most vAlued friend"
Judge Black! jude Black!' says I
"why, you amt a taking me for his son,
all of you?" says I. No, sir! my fathers
an honest carpen'er as works for his liv-
ing. He don't 60 and clear criminals ia
court, you better believe"
At this tie girls got up, as if they
were frightened, aud rather think they
screamed; don't know, as was just d
littl confused.
"What is your name?' asked the tall
man.
Bob German" says I; and then there
was a scene.
was politely told that I'd got in the
wrong ,use, and sent off to find my way
as best could. don't know which fel
low felt the best-thc tall man or 1-tt
be rid of each ether. However, it al
came out right in the end.
LAWRENCE BLACKS STORY.
anticipated a good deal Of p'easur,
in going to see my fathers old frienc
for the first time, Col. Green, as he wa.
called. When 1 arrived at c. l was
looking about anxiously. A man stood
there, oddly dressed, with SLOUGH fel
hat that hardly showed his eyes.
"Mr. Job Lansing send you?" HI
asked.
II think Mr.. Lansing wrote you,"
began.
"Oh, never mind any nonsense" b
interrupted; "come along with me-"
TDis was such queer invitation tina
hardly knew what to do.
"rve trunk here, SIR" says I.
Express it, then, or get some one t.
carry it; can't wait"
lid express it to the right address
and then followed what thought to b
remarkably rude servant.
We went across a square and into
street that seemed to be full of tenement
houses. The s,eps were covered wit
women and children, and boys and dog
filled the walks and the cutters.
Finally we stopped before a not pal
ticularly neat looking building and fo
lowed him up the steps in sort of maze
On we went into what supposed wa
the parlor, in the midst of which stood
child's carriage. There was a spider
legged piano in the room, q red an
green carpet, split-cane chairs, q re
sofa, two candlesticks on the shelf an
whole row of old-fashioned photo
graphs.
The man threw his hat on the firt
chair, told me to sit down and then lei
the room. It was getting dark and pre-
emily one of the most uncouth.iookin
Irish girls l ever saw came in wi b on
of those small, portable, shade-kerosen
lamps, and If ever was thoroughly II
terviewed by q pair of shrewd eyes ! we
by hers: Finally, after setting the lam
down, she gave one tremendous grin.
"Iou's the new boy, I s'pose."