The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, 1877-03-27
THE TIMES, NEW BLOOMFIELD PA. MARCH a7, 1877

business. Mr.. Snow greeted him warmly,
praised his faithful wife, and then sent
him Off with two baskets, one to Mr..
Smiths and another TO Mr.. Dixall's.-
The new carrier worked all day and
when 1t came night he had earned
ninety-seven cents. It had been day
of trials, butno one sneered at him, and
greeted him the same as usual, He was
far happier now than he was when he
went home the night before, for now he
was independent.
On the next day he earned over
dollar and thus he continued to work
for week, at the end of which he had
five dollars and seventy-five cents in his
pocket, besides having paid for all the
food for his family, save some few
pieces of meat that Snow had given
them. Saturday evening he met Mark
Leeds, another binder, who had been
discharged with himself. Leeds looked
careworn and rusty.
"How goes IL 7" asked Peter.
" Don't ask me,' groaned Mark, ''my
family are half starved"
"But can't you find anything to
do ?"
Nothing"
" Have you tried 7"
" Everywhere but it's no use. i have
pawned all my clothes save those have
on. I've been to the bindery to-day,
and what do you suppose he offered
| me p''
"What was it ?''
"Why, he offered to let me do his
hand cartingl He has just turned off
his man for drunkenness, and offered
me the place. The old curmudgeon. 1
had great mind to pitch him into the
hand cart and run him into the
" If had been in your place / should
have taken up with the offer"
Mark mentioned the name of the same
individual again.
Why" resumed Peter, II have
been doing the work of butchers boy
for whole week"
Mark was incredulous but his COM
panion convinced him, and they sep
arated, one going home happy and
contented, and the other going away
from home to find some sort of excite
ment in which to drown his misery.
One day Peter had o basket of pro-
visions to carry to his former employer.
He took the load upon his arm, and
just as he was entering the yard of his
customer, he met him coming out.
"Ah, Stanwood, is this you ?'' asked
his old employer, kindly.
"Yes sir"
And what are you up TO now?"
"I'm butchers boy, sir.''
"A what 2"
You see I've brought provisions for
| you, sir. am a regular butchers boy,
| sir.''
And how long have you been at
work thus ?''
"This is the tenth day."
81 But don't it come hard?"
Nothing comes hard so long as it is
honest and will furnish my family with
bread"
And how much do you make day
at this p''
Sometimes over dollar, and some
times not more than fifty cents.''
"Well now look here, Stanwood, there
have been no less than dozen of my
old hands hanging around my counting
room whining for work. They are
stout, able men, and yet they lie still
because have no work for them. Last
Saturday l took pity on Leeds, and Of
fered him job of doing my hand
carting. told him that would give
him dollar and q quarter day, but he
turned up his nose and asked me not to
insult him and yet he owned that his
family were suffering. Butdoyou come
to my place tomorrow morning and
you shall have something to do if it is
only to hold your bench. honor you
for your manly independence.
Peter grasped the old mans hand
with a joyous, grateful grip. and blessed
him fervently.
That night he gave Mr.. Snow notice
he must quit, and on the following
morning went to the bindery. For two
days he had little to do, but on the
third day a heavy job came in, and
| Peter Stanwood had steadv work Ha