New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1878-12-25
A LITTLE BROWN DOG.

He was poor little fellow, errand boy
in the large grocery of Rice, Gloves &
Co. q don't can the brown dog, but
Harry Jacklow), and he earned just two
dollars week.
Sixty cents of this went for care fare
he lived so far from the store that he was
obliged to ride to and from it-and the
rest to his mother, who, with that and
the eight dollars a week she received
from the cloak factory where she worked,
supported herself, her children-Harry,
twelve years of age, Eddie, seven, and
Jennie, two--and Mr.. Jacklow.
Mr.. Jacklow was her husband, and the
less said about linn the better. I'll
merely state that he could sit in a rock
ing chair and smoke and think longer
than any man I ever knew.
But besides this two dollars week,
Harry, who was br1ght-eyed, willing,
whistling young chap, sometimes got a
two or five cent piece, or, more rarely, a
dime, from his employers customers
when, the grocers' wagons being over
loaded or the customers in a great hurry,
he carried home their purchase for them.
And it was this money he had been saw
ing ever since the LIST Of January, for the
purpose of having good time on the
next holiday.
On Christmas day they had a real nice
time at his house. His "bcss" had given
him two dollars, and the superintendent
of the place where his mother worked
had given her one, and somebody (they
had never found out who) had sent them
large turkey, ana the dressmaker down
stairs had put a box of tools in Eddie's
stocking-dear me! what am saying?
say she had given Ned box of tools, and
Jennie doll, in the name OF Sahta Claus
and Harry had presented his mamma
with new coffee pot, and lis mamma
presented him with q wooden comforter
and q pair of wooden gloves, and Mr..
Jacklow had bought himself q new pipe;
and when Harry saw how happy they all
were, he quickly made up his mind to
give them party on the very next holi-
day, which would be the Fourth Of July.
1t was the Sd of July when my story
commences, and Harry had kept his res
olution Of saving every penny o~tside of
his wages. He had had to pass many a
heap OF rosy apples without glancing at
them, run away from many peanut stands,
force himself lot to look into the tempt
ing windows of the candy stores, and go
by on the other side when he knew him
self near a well known bakery, 10 do so;
but he had done SO, ard now his reward
was near.
The house in which he lived was an
old-fashioned one in an uptown street.
A quarter of a century ago it had been
small farmhouse, surrounded by mead
ows, hut now it had large tenement
house on each side, and a whole row of
brick buildings in front Of it. But one
splendid old oak tree still stood before
the door-"Brlly to tack pin-wheels on"
said HAIRY to himself, and there was any
number ofchildren around to cry "Oh!"
and 'Ah!' as the fireworks went off. I
have always noticed that when a boy is
setting OFF fireworks, the more ah-ing and
oh ing there is, the brighter the fireworks
look to that boy. Well, Harry had laid
out the supper in his mind as follows:
Ice cream, whole quart, twelve cent
sponge Cdkc, uVe ot1ChS VI luOldsSdS CaHuy,
pitcher of lemonade, apple pie, half a
pound of cheese and some baked potatoes
Mr.. Jacklow liked baked potatoes
And he meant to get his mother and the
rest of them out OF the room ,send them
down to vi it the dress maker, who at the
last moment was to be let into the secret),
set the table himself, and then. when all
was ready, call them up again. Wouldn't
it be fun to look at their faces when they
saw the ice cream, and the sponge cake,
and the molassas candy, and the lemonade,
and the apple pie, and the cheese, and
the baked potatoes! 1t would be almost
as good as the circus. Harry had been
there once, and had never forgotten how
delightful it was. And then after the
supper was evei, and they thought the
entertainment at an end, wouldn't it be
fun again to see their faces when he in
vited them down on the front stoop to see
the pyrotechnic (look in your dictionaries
display
So Harry had been saving, and saving,
ind saving, until he found himself on the