The Savannah tribune. [volume] (Savannah [Ga.]) 1876-1960, 1888-04-28

strikers, but more particularly for the
reason that he would never marry
woman that bought whiskey by the flask
at a saloon. Nan wheeled about on her
stool, her eyes snapped till the lashos
fairly cracked and she said:
"'You are little plaster of paris god,
amt you. Be careful you don't tip
over, or you'll break in two. You
ought to go as a missionary to the can
nibals You wouldn't be good eating,
but they amt very particular
Mr. Kokuk put on his coat and went
away, but after he had gone went to
lift handful Of type out of a form that
stood near Mans case and | saw that her
eyes were red. Tears as big as rain
drops fell down over her case. She
kept on throwing in type. She tossed
as into the C box and COM
mas over among the periods, and caps
down among the lower case letters in
reckless manner. Every stick full of
type she set up the next day
was so dirty the foreman threatened
to discharge her What do mean by
dirty2 Why full of mistakes, to be
sure. knew the reason and corrected
some Of her galleys to help her out At
the next meeting of our union some one
said that it had been proposed to raise
fund to bury The Rats two children
that had just died that day of scarlet
fever, both on the same day, mind you.
He had buried his wife the week before.
He ought to be able to bury his own
dead, he's been at work right along,
said some one, and nearly all growled
assent.
"'Who started the movement to
raise the fund9 asked l.
q" Nan, answered the fellow who had
proposed the matter She headed the
list, She's about the only friend the
flmily had. Sat up nights to help take
care of Rats wife, who was a mighty
sweet little woman. Bought whiskey
for her when that was all that would
keep the poor woman alive
''You ought to have seen the express
sion of Mr. Kokuk's face when he heard
this explanation as to why Nan went to
the saloon to get bottle of whiskey.
And when Ra,'s wife died. continued
the speaker, and his two children fell
SICK, she cared for them Worked all
day and sat up nearly all night with
them. l tell you, boys printing offices
have their devils, but now and then
anges drop down into them and
Before he could say any more Mr.,
Kokuk sprang up and moved that each
member be assessed 81 to defray the
funeral expenses of Rats children, and
that as many of the boys as could hire
subs should attend the funeral. Did VIC
carry the motionl We'll rather.
"Nan was the only woman mourncr,
and she looked handsome in cheap
dress of black she had got for the occa-
sion. Next day she was back at her
case, and at evening, while she was dis
tributing type, Mr.. Kokuk crept up to
her case looking like whipped spaniel
and said: Nan, do you know what l
think of YOU?
mo; and what's more, I don't
care snapped Nan.
lowell, think you are saint upon
earth
=" DO you know what think Of youT
said Nan, knocking about half hand
full Of matter into pi don't think
anything.
''Then how Mr.. Kokuk did plead for
forgiveness! Nan said not a word for a
long time, but finally she turned about
with half snccr on her face and said
IN jeff to sec who pays for the tickets
to the theatre tonight To jeff is to
play a game with type. Mr. Kokuk got /
stuck for the tickets, and tell you he
was tickled. They went; but they only 4
saw part Of the play. As they were /
walking along TO the theatre they passed .
parsonage. Isn't that the maa that (
preached the funeral sermon for The I
Rats children asked Mr. Kokuk.
Yee, answered Naa.
Lets 90 ia aad see him, said llr.
Kokuk