The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1882-01-12


inviting g--ns oystcr rposing 10 thci
shells, boiled eggs. salad, strings of saus
ages. and Juicy array Of pics He ven, il
aud asked the prioe Of dinner Fin,
oents was the reply offs penonAge who's.
horid couutenance and wsll.oiled locks
looked unc.uous
Tom glAncd al his purse IN corner. II
was all be possessed. so be turned away.
A little farther on was another window ol
tie same sort. only the pies looked drieI
aud the viands staler. and rs an ornament,
hanked by beer bottles, was a queer,
dwarish-looking msn built OF empty oys.
ter shells He peered into the shop, and
looked so hungry that man shouted at
I him 10 manner that was not meant to be
unkind. but which startled him much:
Vat for yo comes here. heyg Can you
open oyshtarsi We want some one TO open
two or tree hundart; We have one supper
here to.night---the Bavarian Bruders'
meet II you can do the work. you may
have one goot square meal. Tom hardly
understood the man. but the gestures aid
ed bin, aud putting his bundle down. he
set TO work on the cellar steps. Talk Of
farm work being drudgcry any morel In
the pure. sweet October Air they were
gathering apples for the ciderpress to.
day. Tom remembered well what would
have been his portion, as he sat on the
dirty cellar steps and pegged away with
his oyster-knife. 1t took him long
while to get the right touch. to clip OF
the muddy edge Of the shells. to ply into
bivalve without injury to the big tin pail
at hand. He got bad cut in the palm as
he did it, but he bound il up with his
handkerchief, finished his score, and ask.
ed the man for his dinner.
You tink gil you won't plate und knife
und fork und napkin; no go to work, at the
oyshters, und here is brod plenty. So
he had to take his meal as he could get it
in the cellar, but he slowed away enough
to satisfy him before he again started on
his travels. The food revived his droop-
ing spirits, and he made bold to ask
more people for work. Some
shook their heads without a word
some said, No, my boy, in kind sort OF
way that made a lump come in his throat;
others told him to 80 to place assigned
to evil spirits; and others again stared at
him and passed on. This was not very
1t was now late in the day,
and he was far from the steamboat land.
ing. He knew nobody, and was just Won
deriug whero he should pass the night,
when boy with box strung by leather
strap over his shoulder jostled him. He
was rough fellow about his own age, but
there was twinkle in his eye which en-
bsldened Tom to speak to him.
Do you know where can get any work
10 do?
The boy put his fingers aside Of his
1osc,. winked violently, and made a grim
ice, but said nothing.
I'm in earnest, said Tnp | want work
BADLY.
Yes, in my eye! was. the response, re
,arding Toms more decent apparel
Oh, but do. What is your raae?
Now see here, fell,r.citzen, if you've
my idea of comm on my beat, iist warn
re we'd better git ut once, and he shook
lis fist in Toms face to make the reply
more emphatic.
But / have not, said Tom, anxiously.
only want work OF some sort, and de-
cent lodging. I'm just from the country,
md don't know asoul in this town, be-
ides. I've hurt my hand, and it pains a
,ood deal.
Let's see. I'm quack doctor on all the
ellers. cuts.
Tom unbound his hand, and the youth.
III Esculapius gazed at it with great in.
crest
That'll knock you up yet, WAS the com.
orting diagnosis, with u wise shake OF the
cad Bad place to get cut. Jim Jones
ad one in jist in that spot, and it festered
nd hurt him so he had TO go to the hospi-
a.
Pshaw said Tom
Yed better get yer granny to poultice
tell you dom know a human being
, this city, and haven't an idea where |
N going to sleep tonight
The boy surveyed him doubtfully.
You might go to the station-house.
Not il | know L, said Tom, whose Wis.,
cns of grandeur. though DINNER, were :
OF to be brought down so low.
Then there's the Newsboys' Lodging :
louise.
Could get in there? But don't know
le way
Come along with me; I'll show yer / =
eep there most o the time.
This was, indeed unforeseen good for
Inc and Tom embraced him heartily. As u
icy walked along, Tim get out Of him o
is whole story; and when it was finished, h
e said TO him: you was big fool to Il
ave good home and try your luck here b
or one sinks, hundred sinks. Why, n
ali the time I'm hungry, and the way we Il
lers get knocked about is jist awful Il
They reached the Lodging House, and 3
ON, with his companions aid. registered D
is name. got bis ticket, aud secured q v
3D. He was SO tired he conld hardly Il
'eak, aud the pain in his hand was in.
easing. In the morning his friend had Ii
,ne. The matron seeing his suffering, II
ressed his hand, and led him on 10 tell p
ar "a no he was and what MAS his arrand ri