The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1889-04-09
A BOOT-BLACK'S STORY
Important Role He Played In HE
young Lady's" Destiny.

Say! don't look much like nc
Coopid eether, do 1? Amt got no bow
an arrers concealed anyw'eres bout
my person, an ablackin'- kit don't look
greatly fitted fer the carryin' NV i'm
plements for furtherin' the progress Nv
love and matter'mony. do it2 Yet all
the same had hand in big job Nv
that there sort, awhile ago, and con-
gratterlate myself that fulfilled my
contrac' purity handsome, too.
Yer see how in the fust place got tc
know My Young Lady, an it was this
Away done it. One day Their wus g
mighty fine lookin' lady comm long
by the cornder were / WIS polishin
then, - but I've had ter vacate thai
since, both on count Nv biz not bein
very thrivin' there, an by reason Nv
this here same Coopidin' w'ot I'm
a-goin' to tell yer bout But, as / were
a-sayin', this ere lady wus comm down
the street, with a couple of bundles in
her hand; an just as she reached bout
where | were a-roostin' on the curb
stone a-snappin' of my fingers an
a-whisterlin' fer luck, pop! one Nv the
passels drops right down onter the
sidewalk. In course / rustled round
ter pick Their thing up an Civ it back
to her, cause it come down clost to
me; an any how, dom low theirs any
need fer chap ter be horg 'thout nc
perlitenis. even eff he amt able fer to
sport fine buds an gold-topped cane
Well. wen hands that there bundle
back to her, she gives me one O. these
ere real face-lightnin'-u smiles, an
says, with little bow: Thank youi"
just 8 hearty S if I'd bin a sure-nuf1
swell. tell yer! | grabs off my OF
head-kiver, an a-makin' my bes' bow
i says: Yer very welcomed" Instant
er. An after she'd gone long, it come
ter me that she wer JUS the purties'
lady I'd seed any w'eres; an [ felt
kinder happy-like, clean down to ther
holes in my ole shoes. Whenever thort
NV it, all the rest o. Their day. Tell
yer w'oti that there smile an Thank
your done me more solid good than
all Their dimes and dinners I'd raked in
fer month. = An says l to myself:
''She's a gen'wine lady, she is, an
don't you fOrgit iti'
After havin' had my notice 'tracted
to her that-a-way, | seed her quite
often; fer, as | soon foun' out, she lived
only block er so off, round that same
cornder, an she had ter come by whar
i wus, ev'ry time she went downtown.
An ev'ry time she went by, it 'peared
IS if she looked purifier; AMI got ter
kinder lookin' for 'er, an a-watchin'
Nv her after she passed by, an a-wish-
in | might do suthin' fer her, some
time. An not KNOWN Nv her name, [
took ter calm Nv her, to myself: MY
Young Lady" an one time, as / was
a-leanin' up ag'in' a lamp-pos'. waitin'
fer a job, ses |, kinder confideushal-
like ter the letter-box onto it: '.LordyI
don't / wish / was a swell. an could
rig up in my fine clos an go calm
on her? an don't envy the fellers
wo't kin, thought"
Their s0,ls a couple Nv chaps as were
a-callin' on her, quite regular too; an
i very soon got ter suspectin' that
they wus both NV them a-tryin' TO git
her; an thinkses 1: al wonder witch
tree'Il make shingles?" Likewise, /
resolves to keep an eye on .'em; feelin'
a int'rus' in fellers wat wus Amin at
My Young Lady. an wantin' to see
witch one NV 'em wus best fit to have
her, If so be eether Nv 'em must
They both NV 'em USE ter git Their
boots shined by me; an / got purity
fair notion NV w'ot they wus from that
means. Tell yer w'ot it is, the TELLER
w'ot blacks yer boots sometimes gifts
better idee Nv w'ot kim NV a man you
be. than you'd imagine, mebbe.
One o the gents wus good, square,
homes lookin' sort Nv a Teller, not
much on beauty, but havin' an eye in
him w'ot would make yer feel that
w'ot he said wus so. He was heart an I
soul devoted to My Young Lady, an
JUS fairly wurshiped the bricks she
trod on, as / see very soon after no
ticin' 'em out together a couple o.
times. At fust kinder had my
doubts, sayin' nobody is good enuff
for My Young Lsdyw But presently
got ter thinking different. an feelin'
that he wus the man fer her; an
hoped he'd git her! This Teller /
called. to myself. Douglas" from the
OF song use'ter hear, bout Doug
las, Douglas, tender an true; cause
he looked just that-a-way. an yet solid