South Branch intelligencer. [volume] (Romney, Va. [W. Va.]) 1830-1896, 1883-01-05
BOY WANTED.

wonder whether Mr. Peters had at last
found a boy Co suit him; but sooner or
later, Il. was sure TO appear again.
What sort OF boy does ne wan, any
ways' one and another would ask. aud
then they would say to each other tina,
they supposed he was looking for a
perfect boy, and in their opinion, lie
would look good while before he
found one Not that there were not
plenty OF boys-as many as q dozen
used sometimes TO appear in the course
OF morning. tying for the situation.
Dir. Peters waa said TO be r;ci and queer.
and Tor Que or both Of these reasons
boys we're anxious 20 try to suit him.
All he wants is fellow TO run of err
rands; 1T must he easy work aud sure
pay. This was the way they talked TO
each other. hut Mr.. Peters wanted
more than a boy TO run of erran.s. John
Simmons found that out, and This was
tae way he did.it: He Lad been en-
gagged that very morning. aud had been
Kept busy all the forenoon, at pleasant
enough work. and although he was
lazy fellow. he rather enjoyed the place.
1t vas toward the middle OF tie ar-
fcrnoon that he was sent up to the attic.
dark, dingy place, inbat tied BY mice
and cobwebs.
You will find long, deep box thcrs,'
said Mr. Peters, that | want TO have
put in order. 1t stands right ia the
middle of the room, you can't miss it
Joha looked doleful. "a long, deep
box, should think it was |! ho told
himself, as the attic door closed after
bun IL would weigh most a ton, |
guess; and what was there in it.? No.
thing in the world but old nails and
screws, and pieces of iron and broken
keys aud things; RUBBISH, tho whole
oil 1t! Nothing worth touching, and it
is Is dark as n pocket up here, ant, cold
besides; how the wind blows in through
those kaptholesi There's a mouse
III there is anything that | HATE, its
mice! I'll tell you what it is. if old
Peters thinks I'm going TO stay up here
and tumble over his rusty nails, he's
much mistaken. l wasn't hired for that
kind of work.
Whereupon John bounced down tho
attic stairs, three at time, and was
found Longing in the show window.
halt an hour afterwards, when Mr. Pc
ters appeared.
Have you put tina. box in order al
ready was the gentiemar's question.
Il didn't fr.d anything 10 pu, in or
der; there wss nothing in il but nails
and things
Exactly; it was Tho mails d things
that wanted put in o der? did YOU
DO it?'
No ST, it was dark up there. anl
cold; and l diln't sec anything worth
doing; besides, thoashs / was hired
to run OF errands.'
OBJ said Mr.. Peters, 4 thought Won
we're hired To- do as you were toll. Bat;
hs smiled pleasantly enough, and at
once gaze John an GRAND to do down
town, and tho boy weut off chuc'lling.
declaring to himself that he knew how
20 manage the old fellow; all it needed
was little standing up for your rights.
Precisely at six o'clock John was
called and paid the sam pro risel him
for days work, aad then TO his dismay
he was told that bis ser vices would not
he needed any more. He asked no
questions; indeed he had time for noae
~ Dir. Peters immediately closed the
door.
The next morning Tho old sign Boy
Wanted appeared in is usual place.
Before noon it was taken down. and
Charlie Jones was the fortunate boy.
Errands, plenty of them; he was kept
busy until within an hour of closing.
Then, behold he was sent TO the attic
TO put the long box in order. He was
no: afraid of q mouse. nor of The cold.
hut he erumbled much Over that box;
nothing in 1t worth his attention How.
ever, lie tumbIed over the things,
growing ell the time, picked out "A
few straight nails, key or two, and f.
na!Iy appeared down stairs with this
message Here's all there ia worth
keeping in that old box ; the rest of the
nails arc rusty and the hooks arc bent.
or something
Very well, sail! Mr. Peters, and sent
him TO the post Office. what do you
think? BY tho close cf the next day.
Charlie had been paid and discharged,
aud the old sign hung in tho window.
I've 10 Kind of notion why I was
"'S'udt ecu, pIuUuItU ONaT!lC 10 his
mother; lie said ho had no SaulL TO find
Only he saw that woudn't suit It's
my opinion that be dosen't wan. boy
at all. and takes that way to cheat.
Mean old follow I!
IL was Crawford Mills who was hirod
mex. lIc knew neither Of the boys
and so did his crrands in bli.sful H.
noranco ofthe long box until The sec,
ond morning o. his stay, when in q
leisure hour he was sent 20 put il in
order The morning passed, dinner
time came, and stiIl Crawford had not
appeared from The al'io. At last Mr..
Peters called BIN Got through?
40 sir; there IS ever 30 much more
to do
MI right; IL is dinner time now Won
may % hock TO IL after dinner. Aror
dinner back de wont All the short after.
noon be was not heard from. bu, Just rs
Mr.. Peters was decilinz 10 call him a.
gain, lac apDcarc1 'I've dona rny Lo.,