The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1884-11-13
proceeded to help the gentleman TO

Mr.. John Branch, rubbing his bruises
tenderly. "Don't you want to blacken
my boots, boyt"
"Course, sir" began Tip, brightly;
"but," obviously, "your boots don't
seem to need much shinin'.'
II think they do need shining, sMd
Mr.. Branch, with quiet decision,
funny laugh in tie jolly brown eyes.
So Tip set to work with will, and
in less than a minute Nj. Branchs
boots were like twinkling mirrors.
"Whew! | bet that fellows rich,"
thought delighted Tip, as he pocketed
the quarter of u dollar Mr. Branch in
sisted on his taking. "P'raps he's too
proud to carry small change in his |
pockets. You don't catch me bein's |
proud as all that, Pennies airs goods |
dollars if you've got plenty of EN-.
An now fer the swelest restaurang in
town! Oh, criclly, that fellows lost his
pocket-book, sure's guns" making a
dive for the pavement
"Hi, hi, there" shrieked Tip, shrilly
"come back an get your property!
Say-y, mister" and Tip fastened after
Mr.. Branch as fast as his lame leg
would permit.
"Wish he'd take his cap often his
ears a minute" painted Tip to himself,
as Mr.. Branch never turned his head.
"So's he could hear. Cricky! what
steps he takes! There-le's stopped
at last, an at The swelles5 house in the
street, do believe" a
AS Tip paused to take breath, Mr..
Branch tripped nimbly up the marble
steps, and opened the massive door.
"Why couldn't he a'waited?" grum-
bled Tip; but Tips grumbling, like
everything else about him, was cheery
and good-naturej. Now, I'll have to
ring and present my card, and be
ooshercd into the elegant boodorc."
And Tip laughed at the very thought.
"But dear me" with comical twinkle
in the merry blue eyes, I've gone an
done it! left my card case an gloves
home on the pianner! But it can't be
t helped now, as didn't expect TO go q
calm to-day. l wonder what that
9 fellerll do when he gets the pocket
i book" gravely. "Pr'aps he'll Grasp
my hand with teears in his eyes, an
J. say. Here is hundred thousan' dol
n lars, taK5 it, me dear, dee-ar benny
, factor, as small tokint o me regards
= If you ever need friend, why call on
= me- On, cric!ly.' and Tip laughed till
he had to hold tight to the fence, and
, till the tears came. can then II
q say: You insa-a-lt me honor, sir;
is only did me juty"
v With fear and trembling, Tip rang
y the bell. 1t was opened immediatel,
# by tall, solemn person in black. ant
immaculate white linen, VIII ose sand,
n hair was partel and plastered dow
q with great precision, anl who carried
Il his head very high indeed. You shoult
&c have seen the look Of outraged sur
"a prise on his smooth, solemn face, Whel
7 he beheld the ragged little figure il
8 the doorway!
10 Tip returned the stare with one 0
vs easy nonchalance. He had not lived i
or the slums of a great city for the shor
twelve years Of his life for nothing
q. lie was quite aware that appearance
"a are sometimes deceitful." Though tn
os person before him had the look ar
bearing prince might wish for i
q, vain, Tip well knew he was only
,r servant, after all
W 81 wants to see the feller who ies
" went in," said Tip, with quiet dignit,
n, 81 hain't got no card along, but 20
10 lest tell him a gentleman wants to Sc
,t him on business. Thatll fetch him.
Tx guess. Be quick, please, cause m
70 time is valuble.' Then to himsel
"a, with chuclle, m'm hungry, that
whyw
"Did l ever hear such impudence j
gv all my born days!' gasped James, rol
10 ing his eyes in solemn horror. "
beggar ringing at the front door, ar
TO- calling on baSinessP'
M u hain't no beggar" said Tip, stou
in ly, his eyes flashing.
"What is it, James?" said pleasa
pst voice, which Tip recognized as belon
lv ing to the gentleman whose wallet
era had in his pocket. Then Mr.. Bran'
himself appeared on the scene.
fat "a gentleman to see you on busine
Mr.. Branch" murmured James, wi
yht a sniff. He looked SO scandalized th
on. Mr.. Branch had to smile in spite
lie, himself.
an "Oh, it's you. is it?" said Mr.. Bran
nts to Tip. "Well, what can do
wv, you?" kindly.
-hy "Nothink as ! knows on" said 7
e a casting all indignant as well as t
ith umphant glance at James. Il fou
this ere where you tumbled down.
and L comes after you's fast's l could. Y
tie didn't hear me a-hollerin' after you.
and Mr.. John Branch opened wide
Tip, eyes, and clutched the wallet eager
ler-i Then he looked curiously at Tip.
nth "Have you any idea how valua
this book is to me?" he asked, after
Tip pause.
I'm "No, sir" said Tip. wondering "
my he asked that question.