The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1884-03-22

father must have had an idea that
wasn't at Mr.. Taylor's. else why did he
90 over thereP He went home, and
said nothing.
home with Jim Payson, and stayed un-
til morning, when Invent homo. Then
there was fuss. Father and mother
talked to me, ard mother cried lots.
told them always felt liking for
horses. felt right mean, but didn't
let on.
Then they made me feel meaner still,
for they shut up in a loom for week,
and showed in bread and water for me
to live on. thought for while l
wouldn't eat any of their bread and
water, but came to it when got right
hungry.
That week ma de kind of epoch in
my life. I felt that I hadn't been
treated properly, and l made up my
mind that would run away, and 90 to
the city. 1 decided that would grow
wealthy, like John jacob Aston or
Jay Gould, and then l would return
home, and give my father and mother
one hundred thous aud dollars apiece,
and make them feel sorry because they
had treated me so shamefully.
| made arrangements for leaving and
nobody suspected me. One dark night
start d, and made my way to the
nearest railway station. had three
dollars and twenty-five cents in my
pocket, but, as l was the son of
preacher. l thought 1 was smart
enough to reach the city without pay
ng any railroad fare and 1 succeeded.
managed to hide in baggage-car,
Ind got all the way to the city without
icing seen.
1t was still dark when l arrived in the
ity. | saw man that didn't have
nythipg to do but to stand around.
ie didn't look like gentleman. l
sked him if he could show me a place
there could stay the remainder of
he night.
Fax, now, an l can jist," said he.
Have yez ony money!"
81 have three dollars" replied.
"Thin GIT yez good place to stay"
He took me to very roor house,
nd got me put away for the rest OF
le night. didn't like the looks of
le place, but 1 was so tired 1 was will
ng to stay. l was soon asleep, and it
as long past sunrise when l woke up.
went dow n stairs, and the woman in
large of the plaae, thinking was
bout to run away, screamed at me:
"Come in here, ye little rascal, an
~ yer bill.
1t was pretty hard to be called little
seal when l was the son { f preach
:; but reasoned that now, when had
oxen loose and gone out into the
orld to fight for myself. would have
get used to such things.
81 intend to pay my bill, said; and
ltting my hand into my pocket, went
to the dirty bar-room. oar 1 ex-
aimed, SOMEBODY'S taken my money"
"How much money had YEP" the
oman asked.
Il had three dollars when 1 went to
d last night"
They say that the Irish have kind
arts, and this woman was Irish.
o sold whisky, however, and when
mt in the night bf3re, several mep,
God deal the worse for liz lor, were
ing around doing nothing.
The woman pitied mo.
Did ye tell Mike Welsh, the man
t came in wild ye last night, that ye
money!"
Yes. ma am" | replied.
An it was him that robbed ye-the
f.! Shure. he nivsr has any money;
he handed me one-dollar bill
a he paid for his breakfast this
rnin'."
[ had two-dollar bill and one
ar BILL" 1 said.
Well, me poor BY" she said, seeing
distress, an not bs afther charsin'
fur yer bed and breakfast;
ye'd better be careful how yez fall
nd SIGH scoundrels as Mike Welsh" :
thanked the woman for her kind som
J, and then went out, heartily sick thor
be whole business. wished l was the
at home again. would have been
7 well satisfied at that time to be at for
lie, shut up in a room, and living on hun
I'd and water. abo1
ut l started out, and 1 thought it allo
Ild'nt do 10 give up too soon. any
went to about fifty stores, and asked bacl
they didn't want an errand-boy. amc
le OF the men 1 asked shook their afra
ts and said. pleasantly: the
No, we are not in want of a bow une,