The daily gazette., 1880-04-17
easpar Morgan's Temptation.
BY NJ. T.

Cold, hungry and ragged was Gaspa
Morgan as he stood looking in at a fam
oIs bakers window. His little cold
nose was flattened against The great win
d)x-pane, bis blue fingers we're thurst
into pockets that had seen better days
and his bare toes just touched the frosty
pavement as he stretched up, gazing
wistiully at the temptingiy. .arrayed
"goodiss." Within, John, the bakers
boy was busily dealing out hot loaves
and nice freshing- looking cakes to the
crowd Of customers.
"Oh, ,::aln't them cakes jolly ?" cried
Gaspar, in his delight, forgetting him
self and speaking aloud. "Wouldn't l
like to be BAKERS boyl Oh, my! see
that feller cram down the gingerbread /
lift was only me, Crackiel' and Gas.
par executed q gymnastic evolution at
the thonght; and then put bis face to the
window again. He was so busy talking
10 himself that he did not notice the
mirth Of little old man almost hidden
In fur oyercoat standing in the shadow
near byp"
"Oh, dear ?" sighed Gaspar, as he saw
a servant loading basket. "Wouldn't
1t be nice to carry home that basket TO
mother and little Suep How mother
would cry, and Sue would eat like a
house a-fire ?" and Gaspar took his nose
away from the window to. watch the
servant and basket descend the steps.
But just thea q portly InaE with q mar
ket-basket on his arm came putting
clunsily up the steps, and running
against the servant, upset the basket al d
nearly capsis ed the bearer. /
"iil teach you better manners, YOU
great numbering fellow |" cried the
servant, picking up his scattered pur-
chases.
"Ho, hol" cried the great man. good
naturedly. "Nearly put an end 10 ye,
hey? Well, don't lose your temper r'
"Loso my -temperlo exclaimed the
other, fercely. "YOu'll pay for thatp'
and he rushed after him Into the shop.
Gaspar was highly amused witness
OF the scene, and was giggling call to
himself" by the large window, when he
caught sight of something white on the
pavement, and with cry Of joy picked
1t up.
"Crackiel If 1t amt a big loaf of
bread J Warm as an oven, tool Won't
neither and Sue have q feast!" and the
little fellow danced for joy. All at once
his countenance fell, and he looked
stealtbily around. He had been we'll
taught by his pious mother. She had
often told him she would rather starye
than take what was not her own. There
was great struggle going on in Gaspar's
heart just then. The good at last tri-
umpbed, and. with a smothered sob and
determined look upon his face, he
went bravely into the shop where the
wrathful servant and man were still dis.
putting. ss{.i.. ...fr.. s1
"Here, mister,' said he, pulling the
servant by the sleeve, "here's your loaf
OF bread you droppedr' p
"My bread you young rascali' cried
he, glad to vent his spite on some one;
show much have you stolen besides?"
"For shamel said the stout map.
"That's all the thanks get," mutter-
ed Gaspar as he truged angrily aud sor-
rowfully homeward. But when almost |
there, he heard a quick step behind him,
and hand was laid ON bis shoulder.
Turning, he saw little old gentleman
IN a big fur coat.
"Well. my little man." said he, pleas
antly, "why do you not carry home the
Dread to mother and little Sue Pn Gas
per turned away very red, and the mer-
y old man burst into a fit of laughter.
"Ho, no |" he chuckled; 81 thought
'ou didn't know somebody was looking
It you all the the time" Then be added,
,ravely "Give me your hand, my boy.
saw 1t all, and it's lucky You did not
'leld to the tempter. l should have
mapped you quick as a wink for if
here's anybody Pm down ON it's
hef."
81 hope 1 shall never do so," said
iaspar confusedly.
an risk you," said the man. SNOW
AXE me to your home, and I'll help
ou, or my name isn't Nicholas
'rumW
Casper told his new friend his sad
.ory-how his father had died and left
is mother to take care of the Children
ow she grew sick, and Susie cried for
read.
But it would take long time to tell
hat kind friend Mr.. Grum was to
le poor family. He hired new and
etter lodgings, and little Susie, pretty
ack-eyed girl soon grew plump and
light. As for Casper, he forgo. his
ssire to be bakers boy with his frs,
'od dinner. But his friend got him a /
tuation in shop, where, by his honesty /
I'd industry, be at last rose TO be a
irtner, and is now well known mer-
ant Of Boston.
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