Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1882-06-14
A. His Wis End.
A STORY OF INVENTION.

UP "a ultIA WI Ohil AAAN = hAHG 10 lDOh
i'll? To look thee folks would think thou
| minutes notice"
NAY, none so. mate, Times has been
pretty slack with most on US of late
"Then what fool thou must be when
bit O ezra work Jurns up not to take
:"
"Ah!' interrupted another dust-be
Rrimed mechanic, who, with bare and
folded arms. was leaning. half-sittiug, half.
standing. against his anvil; land there
another mouth to fill at your place, since
Yesterday, hear tell
"Trs-a little lass; the picture of her
mo- herr said the man addressed. his
teeth cleaning WHITLEY as he smiled. tie
was fine looking fellow-tall, strong aud
powerful. wi b good d-humored blue eyes
shining under a broad forehead. and
relieving by their brightness the plainnf:s
of the olher features, he was %, - Il
breakfast 70 prjm:asiv fashion. outing
= r'ee:s-s 3 }1e very thick sandwich with
his pockst-knife. + and then. trsus6xihg
them ON the blade, be spenred them iritos
bis mouth, and every now and then Dc,
freshed himself likewise with a drink
from tin bottle, which was standing on
the forge to keep the tea it contained
hot.
"Come In tonight, Aaron" he continued.
looking up at his mate who had last adj
dressed him, land thou shalt see her.
was thinking thou'd stand for herr
"Well, lad, Zee none again. being
sponsor to t little lass. reckon l shan't
have so many sins to answer for her but
what NAV 90 along VII my own without
making much differ"
A shrill whistle rang through the vast
place, and in another moment the men
had pocketed their pipes, Aaron and
Stephen took up their hammers, Jerry
turned to the forge. The thunder of
blows, the resounding clang of the struck
metal, and the rush and roar of the
machinery made the very air of the
workshop pulsate and throb with sound.
For hours it went on, the sweat poured
and fell In great bands across Stephens
shoulders, showing their quick working
through his damp shirt. There was no
time for speaking now. They worked
with will.
Though say it what shouldn't" said
Aaron in short pause, as he Strengthened
himself for a rest, there's no two chaps
in Hanworth's can beat you aud me, at a
spell of piecework. Well, half-work is
what l can't abide, nor thee either,
| mate"
"Right, there, Aaron; so here goes"
And again the regular rhythm of the
| blows rang out. Once more the whistle
sounded. The hum of labor ceased, and
the workmen crowded toward the pay
window of the Office.
Now don't be a fool, ladm whispered
Aaron as his turn and his friends came.
'Thou can't afford scruples just now"
Cant aflord-ay, that's where the shoe
pinches," whispered Stephen back.
As each man had his little pile of mon.
ey pushed toward him and passed on some
were spoken a few works to, and answer
cd, "All right" or, giving short nod of
| acquicScencc, passed on Aaron's turn
| had arrived, and Stephen was close behind
him. The clerk hardly raised his head as
he said,-
1.-The anvils must work tomorrow
! You'll be hore?"
Aaron gave a grunt which might be
,lken for YES" and then Stephen was
mere.
"l III would hear what | said ?" asked
the cashier
Yes But could not we three work a
rlght instead. till nigh twelve tonight
and again from half-past twelve on, sir.
4 cd prefer that"
The clerk turned questionngly iowa d n
Ient,eman who, sitting in the office with
his HANDS in his pockets and his legs
rrtched out, was posing his chair no its
/ and int tho fro
"What am l TO say, sirp' asked the
cashier.
"En! what" cried the master, letting
MS chair come down sueddenly on the floor
md fixing his keen eyes on Stephen.
What does he want?"
ITO w'rk over night, sir, instead OIL
working on Sunday. He says his t 4
mates he thinks will be willing to join
him too, and he II make full time"
Not condecendlng to notice the clerk s
explanation, the master, springlng to his
feet, cried
Come in here, Steve"
And Stephen entered the counting room
hat in hand.
Now my lad, what nonsense is this?"
demanded Mr.. Hansworth. "You know
we'll enough how slack trade has been
and | think you ought to be glad Han.
worlh's has got the order. It's good for
you as we'll as me-"
$50 am, sir, I'm sure"
"And you know it has to be executed to
timer"
"l'es, SIR"
Then do you mean to tell me that you
won't work on Sunday?"
!, "I'll make it up fully, sir. | know my
, two mates will come, and we'll give you
full satisfaction; but I cannot break the
Sabbath l never have, sir, and l hope
you won't ask it now"
, "Shut up" cried MFR. IIanworth, angri
, ly. "Do you think I'm going to be
preached at by any hand here? are yor
: going to accommodate me or are you
, net?"
( Stephen stood silent, and then he raisee
, his eyes and looked full in his masters
, angry face.
That silent look was enough. White tc
: his lips Mr.. Hanworth said slowly
"If you won't accommodate me you may
, go;" and then turned his back.
| Stephen waited moment or two and
then left the Office, and passed out into tht
. now empty foundry yard.
In the street he found Aaron linger
] ing.
"Well, lad?"
: "I've got the sack"
Aaron would have said some words o
consolation, but, glancing at the sorrow
stricken face beside him, he forbore ant
left Stephen to walk homo alone. As h,
G did so, he did not feel much like hero
A man may do tho right thing, but those
know nothing of such struggles WHIT
: represent that. therefore peace-nay. 10,
s will food his soul. Nothing of thi
Q kind. There is only one way into tn
kingdom, and that way is strewn will
thorns. and the thorns pierce the fee
which press them; yes, sometimes the,
wound SO deeply that they even lame, AM
: it is with besilatins and bleeding footste
-. that the traveller passes essorrowfully.- ma,
a be egretfully-onward. Visions of vic
tory fade away, and all the worn an
: wearied soul dares to hope for Is strengt
c to struggle ferwrrd, and, manned anC
T.; broken hearted. to reach some day th
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