The Waco daily examiner. [volume] (Waco, Tex.) 187?-1888, 1878-09-08
Wanted-A Boy.

Wanteu-A hoy.
tCut from an Exchange that didn't credit.
lie had been hanging around the
depot all day--a forlorn-looking
youngster in blouse suit, bingham
apron and oad-brimmcd straw hat.
Every now and then he would mp
proach traveller and inquire anx-
iously, "Want boy, sir?n But no
one seemed to want Il boy. They
would glance down quizzically at
him, and tell him he'd better run
home.
Poor little fellow, he held out pref
ty well until along about night, when
he began to get very tired, and a
look of encouragement crept into
his geeat blue eyes. Dear me, |
thought to myself, | wish somebody
did want a hoy, for it seemed just as
if some mother ought to take him in
her arms and rock him TO sleep.
By-and-by an old farmer, in shah
by coat and slouched hat, came in,
and sat down to wait for the train.
"Don't you want a boy, sir ~ said
the baby voice. so plaintively; I've
looked most everywhere to-day, but
nobody don't want none. I'd do
awful good.'
"What ~ exclaimed the farmer in
surprise; "you little shaver, you.
Where's your homer"
~ hain't got none. rsnncd away
from the place where did live,
IRAN away! What for z"
."Cause," and the tears commcnc.
ed to roll down his cheeks, Il was
used awful. She beat me for some
thing | never did do--beat me till
the bleed coined and ruined and
ruined. Oh, dear!
"Your mar"
"No, | hain't got no nanny. She
died long ago; but she tellcd me-
can remember jest as plain-I mustn't
never take what want mine, or tell
what want so; and when aunt telled
me I'd got thai money, | jest telled
her no, hadn't touched 1t. But |
couldn't make her believe II, no way.
so she beat me and shut me up where
il was all dark. | was awful scairt."
''Did she find out you didn't take
ii? ?"
eyes. When uncle come home she
telled him how wicked I'd been, an.
he telled her it want no SIGH thing
that he took the money hisself. lie
come right up where | was, an when
he seed the bleed running he felt
awful. He jest let me out of that
place. he did: but couldn't get over
il, no how, an when they all got
asleep | climbed out of the window
and ruined away in the ears ever so
far. won't neven go back-fd be
dead first !"
"Waal, wall" exclaimed the old
farmer, chat was mean. She was
an old vixen, that aunt of yours. I'd
like TO have the fixing of her What
do you think of doing 2"
'I'm trying to get place TO work"
GLOW old be you z"
"Goin' on seven"
"You, little shaver going on sew
en- years old, a thinking of stepping
out into the world, that's chuck full
of sin and vice, when you ought TO
have n ma to put you to bed an hear
you say your prayers every night
You n goin' to shirk for yourself, an
git all black an smut, when you
ought to be as pure as an angel! Not
by John Robinson, if can help il !!
You jest come along home with me.
want n boy, and so does ma. We
hafn't got none. Wen take good
care of YOU. Ma won't lick We, I'll
warrant. She's that tcnder-hcarted
she wouldn't hurt flea; an | don't
look very ugly, do | 7"
"You look awful good to me-"
sobbed the little fellow, from very
joy.
.Waal, then, chirk up! Here, !
guess I've got a sandwich in my
pocket, if you are hungry. lfll kin
der stay your appetite until we get
home. Ma is going TO have a straw
berry short-cake for supper. | de-
clare, won't she be ticklcd TO see me
bring right smart boy in. She of
ten says, pa, we'd jest be happy If
we had a boyd Come, now, chirk
up, while tell you about our chick
ems and calves. You can feed them
every day. o, tell you, Wen have
good times."-
Half an hour later, when the east
ern-bound train steamed into the de-
pot, you might have seen an old man
and a youngster, with a dilapidatcd
carpct-bag between them, making
their way on board. But believe it
would have puzzled you had you
been asked TO tell which looked the
most delighted of the two-the boy
who had found home, or the man
WHO wanted n bow.