West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1885-01-09
A MISER'S DREAM.
The Eeap of Dollars That Would
Never Crumble Away.

D'' iui9'l MlIchcl hcard knock
upon his door, although Le was half
asleep at the time. 1t was such rare
event that he could not well miss hear
ing 1t. He did not stir. however. or
even bid the one who wa, seeking nd
mittance TO come in.
IL wonder who's there, he orowled
"Some bc2gar of course nobody only
those who want my money ever come to
see me-
Rap, rap, rap.
81 wish there was no such a thing "a.
a beggar," hc said, in hi, rough un-
pleasant manner
Then the door opened and the visitor
walked in without any bidding. II WA,
little Paul KcarnS who entered thcboy
who had sometime, done crrands forthc
Ola man who was too lame TO 90 out
himself
II heard YOU speak, and 80 came
IN, Mr.. Mitchell, the boy said, little
hesitatingly. as he noticed the ,coWl on
the old man face.
Wen, what do YOU want. young
man. Did ] not pay you for the last
errand you did for me?''
'Oh, yes, YOU always pay me, but !
want money for somebody else Little
Bessie Lee is sick and her mamma can
not work out any more, for she fell and
broke her arm last week / am tryinw
TO get some money for them. " and the
tendcr-hcarted little fellow grew boldcr
AS he said this.
We'll. you had better be doing some.
thing else. What is it to YOU or me if
somebody is sick, and somebody else
had an arm broke. and the old man
scowled as licrcely a- ever
" But it is something TO me. and
something TO you. Mr. Mitchell If we
can help people who are worse OF than
ourselves it is our duty TO do so. You
have lots OF money, and YOU would new
er miss II II you should give lots of 10
away Poor little baby Bessie She
cries and means all the time. and feel
real sorry for her. | have carried her
lots OF cookies and oranges with the
pennies that have earned. and went
without eating any myself
90 You are little fool. Paul Kcarns.
Take care of yourself and don be run
ming after all the sick babir, i'm the
town. Suppose should hunt up all the
paupers in the neighborhoOd and try 10
take care OF them.
. You would bee "A great deal better
and happier man than Won are now.
Mr. Mitchell the boy said. interrupt
ing the old man.
The words spoken almost angrily
touched the miscr and he dropped hf.
head before the widc-Opcn flashing eve.
Of Paul There was something Don them
that ne did not care 10 meet.
'Hee, Mr. Mitchell if you would rive
some OF your money 20 the poor, suffer
ing people all about. YOU would Doe
great deal happier than YOU are now
How do YOU know that / am not
happy nOw?' asked the old man. i'm
lower voice
Because nobody can br happy shut
up in thi, di-mal-lookny room And
YOU don't seem happy, Mr Mitchell.
and j dread even TO look at YOU. /
know that ] am great deal happier
than you are. even though ! have mo
home OF my own and get kicked and
Knocked about tine streets pretty often.
j can hear the birds sing and see tha
pretty flowers and walk out boo tbr
bright sunlight These thing nuke
me happy and then am happy whom
j try To- help Others worse on than my-
self
The old man did not answer. and Do.
kept looking down upon thc floor
Please give me something for poor
Mrs Lee and little Bessie. and Paul
reached out bis hand The old mis-
placed his hands in his pocket and
drew out some money and then asked
"iiOw much do YOU want -r2
Please give mc dollar Mr.
Mitchell. and there was au eager hope
fuluc-- in The boy voice
Here DO u.s. take it Id ie thr FIRST