The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1883-01-17
RoY wanted.

PeoDle laughed when they saw tnc sign
again. Ii seemed to be always IN MI. re-
4ers' window. For day or two, sometimes
for only an hour or two, it would be miss
ing, and passers-by would wonder whether
Mr.. Peters had at last found q boy to sult
him; but sooner or later It was sure 70 APP
pear again.
"Wnat sort of boy does he want, any
,UavTp onescd another would ssk, and then
they would say to each other that they sup
poee3 he wes looking for perfect boy; and
IN their opinion he would look long while
hefore he found one. Not that there were
not plenty of boys-as many as e dozen
used sometimes TO appear in the course of
morning, trying for the situation. Mr.. Pc
tiers was said to be rich and queer, and for
one or both of these reasons, boys were
very anxious to try to suit him. "All he
wants ia a fellow TO run of errands." John
Simmons, found that out, and this was the
wAv he did it. He had been engaged tina
very morning and had been kept busy all
the forenoon at pleasant enough work, and
although he was lazy fellow, ne rather en-
DYED the place. 1t was toward the middle
of the ternoon tina: he was sent upto the
attic, dark, dinsy place, inhabited by mice
and cObwebs.
~You will lnd long, deep box there"
eaid Mr.. Peters, that l want TO have put In
order. 1t stands right in the middle OF the
room, you can't miss it.
John looked doleful. ga long, deep box,
] should think it wssl' he told himself, as
the attic door closed after him. at would
weigh most ton, l guess; and what Is
there il it? N thing in the world but old
nails and screws and pieces of iron and bro
ken keys and things; rubbish, the whole OF
at Nothing worth touching, and 1t is as
dark 80 pocket up here and cold besides;
how the wind blows in through these knot
holesl There's a mousel If there's anything
that hate til mice. I'll tell you what 1t Is,
if old Peters thinks I'm going to stay up here
and tumble over his iusty nails, he's much
mistaken. l wasn't hired for thst kind OF
work"
Whereupon John bounced down the at
tic staiFe, three st time, and wss found
lounging in the show window, half sn hour
after wari, when Mr. Peters appeared.
"Hsve you put that box in order alreadyP'
was the gentleman's question.
al didn't find anything to put In
order; there was nothing in 1t but nails and
things"
Exactly; it was the nails and things
that / wanted put in order; did you dc
III"
mo, cir, it was dark up there, and cold
and didn't see anything worth doing; be-
sides thought was hired to run of err
rands"
"Oh." said Mr. Peters, at thought you
were hired TODD as you were told" But be
smiled pleasantly enough, and at once gave
John an errand to down town, and theiboy
went of chuckling, declaring to himself
that he knew how to manage the old fell
low; all il needed was q little standing up
.or your rights.
Precisely ate o'clock John was called and
psyed the sum promised him for oey'i
work, aud then, to his dismay, ne was told
that his ervices would not be needed cny
more. Ne asked no questions; indeed h
had time for none, as Mr.. Peters lmmedL
ately closed the door.
The next morning the ola sign, "Boy
Wanted" appeared in its usual place.
Before noon it was taken down, anC
Charlie Jones was the fortunate boy. Er
rands, plenty of them; he was kept buss
until within an hour OF closing. Then, be
hold he was sent to the attic to put the lone
box in order. lie was not afraid of q mouse
nor Of the cold. but be grumbled much owe
that box; nothing in it worth his attention
However, he tumbled over the things
growing all the time, picked out few
straight nails, key or two, and fnall!
appeared down stairs with this message
AHere's all THERE'S worth keeping in that OLE
box; the rest of the nails areSusty, and tn
hooks are bent, or something"
very we'll, said Mr.. Peters, and sent hin
70 the Postoff -. WHAT do You thinkf b.
the close of the next day, Charley had beel
paid and dischAsged, and the old sign huni
In the window.
1--WE no kind of q notion Why I wa
discharged grutsbled Charlie to his moth
err; she said be bad no fault TO find, only b
saw that wouldn't suit. It's my opinion
he doesn't want boy at all. and take
that way TO chest. Mean old fellowp
It was Ora wford Mills who was kiret
next. He know neither of the boys and 81
did his errsnds in bissful ignorance Of Oh
.s1ong box" until the second morning OF Al
stay, when Ia q leisure hour he wss sent t
put it in order. The morning passed, din
ner time came, and still Crawford had no
srxesred from the attic. At last Mr.. Peter
caiisd MIN. "Got through"
$40, sir; there IL ever SO much more y
DO"
IAN right; il is dinner time now; yoV
NAV 90 back TO it after dinner" Ate
dinner back he went; all the short after
noon no Wa not heard from, but just as Mr.
Peters was ssciding 10 call him sgsin, h
appeared.
eve dope my bsst, SIR he said, "ans