The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1879-12-04
JOBS TURKEY.
AFhanksxivfnE story,

..s.s JOBS TURKEY !n E
Thanksgiving story. T'z.
Job Peters was a queer. forlornIook-
ing specimen of humanity; and so
thought little Kit, as, with several other
boys, he stood on the corner of street
and watched Job pass. He used a
crutch, though both legs seemed to be
in good condition; wore a pair of green
goggles, but was always known to take
them off when he wanted to see any
thing; and carried his right arm in a
sling, Notwithstanding the muscular
looking member was proved to be ..a
regular hit," as several in the commu-
nifty knew to their sorrow, when they
attempted to wrestle with him. .rtl
"Look, sfellers,' look! what a guyr,
shouted one of the boys, as Job came
near them. "Come, let's have some
fun" -r s7H-
"Hallo. Petersp shouted one. "How
did you break your arm?" 4...
"Where did you get your wooden
legP' cried another. ..f.-a.I ae
"What did you pay for your specs?"
piped in little Kit - 1i"s1
Poor Job was used to ridicule, so he
answered never a word, as was his
won't, but clattered on with his crutch.
The boys couldn't bear the thought
of losing such good subject; and SO,
by means of few winks and motions
and signs. such as boys understand,
the one who had spoken first managed
to get Kit and one of the others started
in procession of three, following hard
after Job. 9 .4an 9lsLi-aI
The leader picked up stick, and
pretended he was lame; another held
both fists up to his eyes, as if they were
goggles; while Kit took pocket-hand-
kerchief. and extemporizing sling,
suspended his arm in it as if 1t were
perfectly helpless. 3. -g44s -
Thus the three walked on, following
poor Job; but as he did not turn, nor
take any notice of them, apparently,
they soon tired of such fun, and sepa-
rated. -r#.. 4.s. 1 81 4
When Kit reached home, he told his
mother all about Job, and what fun
they had mimicking him. "For,
mother" said he, the boys say that
old Job is only pretending to be lame
and blind, and makes believe that his
arm is broken" F r - -s'
my son." replied his mother, 81
am very sorry indeed that you ridiculed
poor Job. ] am sure that You would
not have done so, had you only known
more about him. He is poor, lonely
fellow: poor because he is lonely. His
daughter and only child, whom he
loved very much, was killed, few
years ago, by some terrible accident;
and, after that, Job seemed to have
partly lost his mind, and began to inn
agine that he had met with several ac-
cidents himself. On that account he
uses a crutch, and wears goggles, and
carries his arm in q sling. -:,
"Do you see, Kit, how wrong it was
to ridicuie himp" arsr a. 5lr = .-s--1-.
"Yes. ma'am," replied Kit, very en-
ergetically; land 1 will never do so
again, not as long as live" ~~,-r t-
That night, when Kit retired to his
own little room, he lay awake some
time, thinking of Job, and wondering
what he could do to show him how
sorry he was that he had laughed at
him. - 5ga u
sol" he shouted to himself, Ell
have it. know just what I'll do;"
and he sprang out of bed,l and seized
his little iron bank that stood on the
bureau, and shook it as hard as he
could. That little act seemed to satisfy
him; for he went back to bed, and was
soon fast asleep -aaig-ss noia
When he awoke in the morning, the
first thing he did was to rush at his
bank again, and shake it as hard as be-
fore. Then he popped into his clothes
as quick as q flash, and, without wait
ing more he ran down the stairs for the
tool-box. He worked away at bis bank
with u screw-driver, and soon succeed
ed in getting at his precious savings.
Let's see," he began: stem and ten,
and twenty-five and five, that's fifty;
and fifty that Uncle Joe gave me. that's
one dollar. Then there's the ten cents
that l got for going without butter for
two weeks, and fifteen for having two
teeth out, and fifty more in pennies:
that makes one-seventy-hve. l guess
that'll do it; and won't Job be gladp
As soon as breakfast was over Kit
rushed out of the house to the store at
the other end of the village where there
were two large fat turkeys hanging up
in front of the door, all ready for some-
body's THANKSGIVING. --s.-t. :. its5-i 1
"Well, Mr.. Slocum," said Kit, with
his hands in his pockets, and his head
thrown back, as if he felt very impor-
tant; s. how's turkeys to-dayr' .4.rf5
pretty well. thank you, at present,
my DEAR answered Mr.. Slocum; :" but
I guess some of EMIL be going down
with consumption in q couple of days."
and Mr.. Slocum laughed all over as if
his remarks were very original and very
funny. -...- .. c-a. .
1t didn't take much to make Kit
laugh, generally, but just at present his
whole mind was on a turkey for Job
Peters; and so, when Mr. Slocum had
sobered down again, he inquired the
price of his turkeys. --.s..s. ssr- j
THAT big feller there" was the re-
ply, {" is wuth two dollars; but the other
one weighs three or four pounds less,
and guess you can have itfor dollar
and half" .,...... .-.s. 81 .est,
| "Heighor' chuckled Kit to himself;
twenty-five cents left for nestegg."
+ ." I'll take it, Mr.. Slocum," he said
eagerly; and, paying his money down,
he shouldered his turkey, and, after
inquiring his way to Jobs house. he
trotted along with his prize, Mr.. Slecum
shouting after him, that /" that weren't
no kind of turkey for a Jobs
turkey;'" which brilliant remark was
all lost on Kit, who didn't know that
Job ever had any turkeys.
When he reached Jobs house. he
knocked at the door; and Job roared
out, Is Come in" .iI p
So in Kit marched. and deposited the
turkey on the table.
What's thatp'' asked Job.
"A turkey for you, Mr.. job" Kit
replied, "'cause I laughed at you the
ether day, and did not know you were