Northern tribune. [volume] (Cheboygan, Mich.) 1875-1885, 1875-07-17

newspaper article about the moral i'm
provement of the heather in Africa and
the pressing need of more money to carry
on the good work. Having half an hour
TO spare / sat down on the pOstOffice
stems. nut nv foot on bOOtblack's box,
and while he used his brush asked:
my son, did you ever hear of heav-
emp
ssThat's where the rich men 90, amt
i:?" he inquired in reply.
do you know what sort of a place it
kis?" continued.
ats bully place, guess Bill kydd
told me that there were circuses every
day, and a Teller walked in free, and there
was apples and peanuts and candy all
around, and every Teller had good clothes
and all the tobacco that he wanted"
any son. did YOU ever hear OF Adam
and Eve?"
@Admeve?" he unused, holding the
blacking-box within an inch OF his mouth
and Just ready to spit ''less see? Was
he the teller that the high MasOns buried
the other day."
WAITED until he was working around
toward the heel my boot, and then ask
ed:
"Can you read:'
"You bet"
.Did you ever read the Bible?"
"Noap; but I've read nine dime novels
clean through, and I'm going to buy an
other tonight"
do you know what Bible is?"
sYes--it's suthin' that preachers read
out Of"
While he was finishing off the heel
asked:
You know that you must die some
day?"
Il won't have to if take the doctors
medicine, will II"
Yes every human being must die some
d.y."
Gosh, that's mean," he exclaimed,
leaning back and giving me sharp look.
"And what will become of you when
YOU tlie?r asked as he worked the brush
into the backing.
BE put into u coffin"
7 "What clse?"
And then I'll rot"
"My boy, didn't any one ever tell you
that you had n sOul?"
He looked at the soles of his dilapidated
shoes. shook his head, and answered:
.Ye want to git some joke on me-"
'.Don't you know that you have soul
to save?"
'.Oh. go long,"
lie looked straight into my eyes for
half minute, then mOistened his black
inc. and went over the boot with the fin
ishing coat.
sDid'nt any one ever tell you" finally
continued, THAT there is hereafter"
'After where?"
"That the good shall be rewarded, and
the wicked punished?"
"NOap."
'WOuldn't you like to 60 to Heaven
when you die?''
SHOW could l? How could they draw
Teller up there?"
"My SON, every one has soul. You
have a soul, and"
"Bully, Where is it?" he exclaimed,
dropping his his brush.
hight here---here in your BOSOM"
He pulled open his old ragged vest
and his dusty, ragged shirt, and glanced
down. Then he looked up at me with
suspicious look, picked up his brushes,
and set to work on my other boot with
out word i'm reply. He felt that had
'sWould you like to be an angela" ask
ed, after awhile.
Il couldn't bel haint girl" he re-
piled. 81 seed over forty angels in the
Black Crook, all was girls!"
: sIf you live a good life you can some day
be an angel, You must not lie or swear,
or steal, or cheat"
"Would have wings On?"
eyes,
"Could fly over house?"
'sYes."
THAT nd bekindernice,n he slowly re-
Piled; .'better'n catching ride on the
bob-tailed car or climbing tree"
There was pause, broken after mo-
ment by his leaning back and asking;
''lf Teller was an angel and flying
around, would any of the boys dare shy
a rock at him?'
II guess not
Because Bill Knox is down on me and
he'd be throwing at me all the time. My
dog licked his dog, and he says he can
lick me-"
..Don't you know that it is wicked to
fight dogs?''
sNaw! faint wicked, is it when your
dog licks?' -Ha
'.BOys who fight each other will never |
become angels" L said as he bent to his
work again.
swell, 1 amt going to stand sass am
I?' he retorted. nS'posen teller called
you names and hit you in the back? |
Wouldn't you maui him?"
He had nearly finished his second boot
when asked:
"Wouldn't you like to 60 to Sunday |
schOol?'
"What fur?" he replied.
go learn how to be good"
"When is Sunday schOol?'
ION Sunday
81 guess l couldn't go--I want to be at
the depot and see 'em unload the circus!"
Il am sorroy to see you living in such
a state OF ignorance, my son; wish"
81 don't I've there." he interupted--I
live in the Sixth ward,,,
"But some one ought to take you i'm
charge and lead you In better paths. It's
aufuI to see child of Your age liy-n
ssChild! child" he echoed. Il licked |
Jack Donayan yesterday, and he's sixteen
years old! l guess haint much of a
childl'
"If some one does not take you now, in |
your young days, and sow seeds OF good |
ness IN your mind, you will end your LIE
ON the gallows.r