The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1878-10-23

be had earned ninety,seyen cents
It had been a day Of trials, but no
one sneered at him, and all of his
ae1uaintances whom he met. greeted
him the ssmeias usual, He was far
happier now than he was when he
.nentIhome the night before, for now
he wassindepeudent.
ION the next day, he earned over a
dollar, and thus he continuedto work
for i week, at the end Of which he
lhad Ave dollars and ssventy-fve
cents in his pocket, besides having
paid forall the food of his family,
save some few pieces Mr.. Snow had
\ given them. Saturday evening, he
met Marx Leeds, anotherbinder, who
had been discharged with himself
Leeds looked careworn and rusty.
How goes it2 asked Peter.a
Don't ask me, groaned, AIafE my
family are half starved. it3I
But can't you find anything to do2
Nothing.
Have you tried? =
Everywhere, but it is no use. l
have pawned all my clothes, save
these i have on. I've been to the
bindery to-day, and what do you sup
pose he offered me2
What was it2
Why, he offered to let me do his
handwriting He has just turned off
his man for drunkenness, and offer
ed me the place, The old curmud-
geon, had great mind to pitch
him into the hand.cart, and run him
to the
If / had been in your place, ]
should have taken up the offer.
Mark mentioned the name of the
same individual again.
Why, resumed Peter, l have been
doing the work of a butchers boy
fora week.
Mark was incredulous, but his
companion convinced him, and they
separated, one going home happy
and contented, and the other going
from home, to find some sort of ex-
citement in which to drown his
misery.
One day, Peter had a basket of pro-
visions to carry .ss ts 5 his su former en-; m:
arm, and just as he was entering the
yard of the customer, he met him
coming out.
All, stanwood, is this you? asked
his old employer, kindly.
Yes, sir.
And what are you up to, now2
I'm butcher boy, sir.
A what.
You see I've brought provision for
you, sir. Pm regular butchers boy
sir.
How long have you been at work
thus?
This is the tenth day.
But don't it come hard2
Nothing comes hard, so long as it
is honest, and will furnish my fami-
ly with bread.
How much can you make a day
at this2
Sometimes over a dollar, and some
times not over fifty cents.
Well, look here, Stanwood, there
has been no less than a dozen of my
old hands hanging about my count
ing.room for a fortnight, whining for
work, They are stout, ablemen, and
yet they lie idle because l have no
work for them. LastSaturday Itook
pity on Leeds, and offered him the
job of doing my hand.carting. 1
told him l would give him a dollar
and quarter a day, but he turned
up his nose, and asked me not to in
suit him; and yet he owned that his
family were suffering. But do you
come to my place tomorrow morning,
and you shall have something to do,
if it's only to hold your bench. 1
honor you for your manly independ.
ence,
Peter graspod the old mans hand,
with joyous, grateful grip, and
blessed him iervently.
That night he gave Mr., Snow no
tice he must quit, and on the follow
ing morning went to the bindcry.-
For two days he had little to do, but
ON the third day u heavy job came
in, and he hadsteady work. lie was
Il.... .-.-..- t.s-..... H., s,,a. g., I, -