San Marcos free press. [volume] (San Marcos, Tex.) 1877-1892, 1878-11-02

The boy has real business faculty,
said Mrs. Huttcr.
Her son, Carroll, who was year old
or than the pea merchant, carcssed hi
upper lip, where the mustache woul
be sometime. and stared at him insolent
ly.
"What ridiculous turnout! Did yo'
buy the cart and iackass with the pro
ceeds of the patch, eh:"
"Yes. Did you ever buy anything
with money you had earned?" looking
at him steadily.
Il? What do you take me for, yor
impudent puppy? Don't you know
gentleman when you see him, you beg
gerly huckster?"
The other boy stopped, surveyed him
coolly from head to foot, and then said
quietly, "Ycs, think / do. / don't see
him here"
Carroll grew white with rage, the more
as he fancied he saw covert laugh on
Rollins face.
"Take that, you dog" he said deal
ing the cripple blow across the face
with n cane which he carried.
The boy staggered back, recovered
himself, and sprang at him furiously.
Mrs. Hutter screamed. Rollins caught
jim and held him helpless.
SEQ for policeman, CARROLL cried
his mother. IL saw him attack you! He
meant murder!'
Rollins loosened his hold. You'd
better cut and run, JIM" he whispered.
Then he said aloud, Hes got clear OF
mel Perhaps it's as well, ma'am. Master
Carroll struck the first blow. The law
might take that into account"
"The law discriminates between gen
tlemen and ruflains, l hope" said Car
roll loftily.
Carroll was an insrlfferably conceited
boy, and he went to school that day with
n burning sense of his own importance;
talked more loudly than usual OF gentle
men" and "rowdies,' by whom he SIM
ply meant boys who had money, and
boys who had none.
Poor Jimmy Ludlow went home, on
FIRE with rage in every part of his atten-
uated little body. He told his mother
The whole story of his encounter.
"Oh! Jimmy, when will yon learn to
control your tongue? Why should you
have provoked the boy? How do you
expect to make others respect you when
you will not respect yourself?"
Nobody respects me. l never can
,e gentleman" sobbed the poor little
ripple.
His mother was too wise to reason
With him. She drew his head to her
'reast and petted him awhile.
Nov come to supper, Jimmy"
The supper was good and neatly serv-
d. When it was over Mrs. Ludlow
ighted the lamp, and placed some books
n the table. Jim, with a bright face sat
own to his lessons Mrs. Ludlow was
II educated woman, and was teaching
he boy as thoroughly as he could have
cen taught in the grammar schools.
1t was late before they put the books
way. Jim drew handful of silver out
f his pocket.
Something to go in our bank, moth
~ he said, laughing. sour capital
rows"
Yes, but here is the capital, touch
lg the books, which will make you the
quail of any gentleman in the land, with
iod's help. Well ask for that, Jimmy"
nd they knelt together in prayer.
The very next afternoon Carroll Hut
II, driving ont to the park, saw the for
IN little cart and donkey in front of
i'm. He was particularly elated with
,nse of his own Importance Just now, |
he was seated in new dogcart, driv- ,
g pair of blooded ponies which his !
other had presented to him month
%. Yet the boy, with his dashing equi-
lge and diamond shirt-buttons. was lit
ally poorer rs to money than Jimmy i
udlow, While his mother thought he $