Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1883-03-25
OUR LITTLE FOLKS.
Thc Surprising Experience of Esez
RUstIeS.

and obey his mother, or care for her
comfort 1t is always a bad sign when
Il boy begins 10 outgrow one or both of
of his parents.
So. immedia ELY after his arrival 10
Savannah, Ben borrowed the mates
writing materials and wrote TO Mrs.
Buttles, to relieve the anxiety he knew
she must be feeling, despite his tel
egram.
Ben's educational advantages had been
limited, though am glad to say he made
the NEST of such as he had had Hence
/ trust that better educated boys will
excuse the mistakes they may see in his
letter. Poor Ben had never seen such
book as the Polite Letter writer " in
his whole life. But he had read the late
Capt. Buttles' old log-books over and
over again. and looking upon them ad-
mlrmgly as specimens of high literary
art; he had, perhaps without knowing it,
initiated their short and pIthy sentences
III this, almost the first letter he had ever
written. And / am not sure that most
business men, particularly editors, would
object II some of their correspondents
could tell their story as clearly in as few
words. This is copy of the epistle:
SAvANAH, Oct. 80, 49,.
Ny DEAR MOTHER: l take Ny pen in hand
10 aShure you am safe. ct ceterer. tell jim
Studley cort a hollibut nigh the braking shole
CESS would way 200. Then got under way for
Home about p. II. with Thretning wether. Ii
come on TO Blow with hevy sqwalls from Il, W,
W to n. q terrible cross sea IIunnin. carried away
my StarbbOre ore and had to lIy to dag
at II p m Colided vita brig calypso laying 30
Maxine q cnuoDafa rock ~ tho rpt bOr
the Big by the Main chGnils Arriving at sa-
vanar Oct 2S. They are very Kind. Capa
adams who cent the TelIygraf, says there j.
nothing Bound north and 10 stay abord I'll We
are loded for boston. he will pay me sayor
wages when Go back Fhe mate has gave Ne
q starch shirt. And the sekond mate scot OF
Blue close which Is a little wore. And fianils
i was never Drest 50 Nice. am Looking for a
good paing job Ashore while i am hear. per-
haps can Make Big strlk and Bring home
the mummy to pay Up the Morgige. must Now
close with love to Ali inquiIing frients Yore
duttife sun Ben b.
Having mailed this remarkable docu-
ment, Ben strolled through the streets,
enjoying the novelty as only a boy can
who has never been ten miles from home
in his whole life.
"Why, what high steeple |" said
Ben to himself, as he stopped below the
Cotton Exchange, and gazed admiringly
at the lofty but slender spire of the
handsome church directly opposite.
Now it is q curious fact that if YOU
stand still in the street, and begin to
look. intently at anything. some one else
is sure to stop and stare in the same di-
rection, as though people generally had
an interrogation point for a sort OF
mental birth mark. And Ben had hard
ly fixed his gaze on the tall spire, when
two gentlemen came to Lalt and began
to look the same way.
thought you took the contract to
regild the ball and arrow up there,
Miles, Ben finally heard one of them
say, with a nod of his head toward the
weather-vane.
$50 / did, returned, Mr.. Miles, who
was boss painter, "and a nice fix
I'm in about it, too"
"How ?" asked the other, as, bring
ing his gaze earthward, he leaned up
against the iron fence and Lit cigar.
"Well," answered Mr.. Miles, follow
ing his friends example, "it's this way !:
contracted to have the thing done for
so much. l supposed, of course, thai
the vane could be sent down, like any
other, and gilded, and had my best man
go up to see to it. He worked at the
nuts and bolts that hold it for most hal
day; then he came down all of a shake.
and says the thing can't be done, every
thing has rusted SO, and that if it can't
be regilded where it is, it can't be done
at all. He won't be hired to go up there
again, and I can't find any one here
abouts that will try it for love or money.
even telegraphed to New York for Fer
guson, the steeple-climber, offered to
pay expenses, and give him seventy-five
dollars to boot; but he is engaged two
months ahead. I'd give a hundred and
fifty dollars to-day" said Mr.. Niles,
smoking vigorously, "to any one who
would shin up there and do the job for
though it isn't an easy thing, I know it
can be DONE"
Say 5000 and I'm your man. sud-
denly exclaimed Ben, who had been
listening, carelessly at first, then eager
ly. Two hundred dollars would clear
the lncumbrance from the little brown
house. Once he had climbed the pole
of the signal-staff on Covert Point and
rove off the halyards almost $50 feet
from the ground, and was glad to get s.
for doing it. But then, as Mrs. Buttles
said, Ben was a dretful ventur'some
creetur."
Mr.. Miles was man OF few words.
He eagerly grasped at this unexpected
straw.
eff you mean business" he said, eye
ing Ben's self-reliant face approvingly.
leone to the church tomorrow morn
ing early, and [ will show you what is
to be done"
Ben nodded, and made his way back
to the Calypso.
81 want to borrow a piece of spare
running gear, sir, - he said to the mate.
On the following morning.
"Take all you want" was the an
gwer.
Long before Mr. Miles had made his
appearance at the church. Ben was in
The church tower, with. the running gear
colled over his shoulder, and coil of
spun yarn in the bosom Of his blue shirt
Climbing upward over cob webbed cross
beams and girders, he found himself
lnder the four narrow skylights of
heavy ground glass that dimly lighted
the narrow interior of the spire
Through one of these, which was partly
open, Ben thrust his neck and Shout
1ers. About twenty feet above him tho