The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1878-10-01
OUT OF WORK.

OUT OF WORK.
Its no use, Maria. I have triet
everywhere.
Blu. you are not going to give it u
yet. Peter!
Give it up! How can help i'll II
four days have been to every bool
bindery in the city. aud not . bit o
work can get.
Have you tried anything else!
What else can Itry!
Anything you can do.
Yea, I've tried other things. "
been to more than dozen Of my Oh
friends, and offered to help them.
And what did you mean TO do to-
them?
Iofiered to either post their accounts
make out their bills, Or attend to thu
counter.
Mrs. Stanwood smiled. as her hus
band spoke thus.
What makes YOU smile? he asked
To think you would have imagined
that sou would find work in such {
place. But how If Mark Leeds:
He's worse of than ! am.
How 50?
He has nothing in his house to eat.
A shudder crept over his wife.
frame nov.
Why do you tremble wife!
Because, when We have eaten ouI
breakfast to morrow morning. We shall
have nothing.
What! cried Peter Stanwood. hall
starting from his chair. d. you mean
that?
/ do.
But our -four!
All gone! I baked the last this
afternoon.
But We have pOrk.
You ate the last this noon.
Then We must starve! groaned the
stricken man, starting across the
room.
Peter StanwO0d was . book binder
by trade, and had been out Of employ.
ment about Q month. He Was one Of
those Who generally calculate to keep
about square with the world. and who
considered themselves particularly
fortunate If they kept out Of debt.
He Was nov thirty years Of age, and
had three children to provide for, be-
sides himself and wife; and this. to-
gether with his house rent, was . heavy
draft upon his pursa. even when work
was plenty, but now there was mo-
thing.
Maria. said he. stopping and gazing
his wife in the face, we must starve.
I have not q penny in the world.
But do not despair. Peter. Try
again to morrov for work. You may
end something to do. Anything that
is honest an honorable. Should you
make but . shilling day. We should
not starve.
But our house rent3
Trust me for that. Tho landlord
shall not turn US out. If you will
wall engage something to do. I will see
that We have house rOOm.
/ will make one more trial. said
Peter. despsiringly.
But you must 90 prepared to do
anything.
Anything reasonable, Maria.
What do you call reasonable!
WHY, anything decent.
She felt inclined to smile, but the
matter Was too serious for that. and .
cloud passed over her face. She
knew her husbands disposition. and
she felt lure that he would 20 work.
She knew that he would look for some
kind of work that would not lower
him in the social scale, - he had once
or twice expressed IL. However, she
knew that Il would b of no use tn say
anything to him now, and 80 she let
the matter pas.
On the following morning, the last
bit Of food in the house was put on
the table. S:anwood could hardly
realize that he was penniless and With.
out food. For yean he had been gay
and tkoughtless and fortunate. making
the most Of the present. forgetting the
past, and letting the future take care
Of itself. Yet the truth was naked
and clear. and when be left the house.
he said. something must Be done.
No soouer had her husband gone,
than Mrs. Stanwood put on her bonnet
and shawl. Her Oldest child Vas .
girl eight years Old, and her youngese
four. She asked her next door neigh
Dor Il she would take care Of her
children. The children we're known 10
be good and quiet. and they were
taken cheerfally. Then Ms. Stan.
wood locked up Der house, and vent
away. She returned 1t boon, bringing
some dinner for the childreo, and thso
went away again. She came home in
the evening before Der Husband, carry.
ing heavy basket % her arm.
Well. Peter. che asked. after her
husband had catered and at down,
what luckf
Nothing. nothing. be groaned. Il
made out to get . dinner with IN old
chum. but / could not End work.
Where have you looked today!
U. everywhere! I've been to Q
hundred places. but its the ams story
10 every plsce. lts nothing bat one
eternal no. no. no; and I'm sick and
tired of Il.
What have yen o6ered 10 doi
Why, I've even gooe % ar - 70 |
D6er to tend . liqSor store. down |
DtreeG. hrs
The vih smiled.