The Arizona sentinel. [volume] (Arizona City [Yuma], Yuma County, A.T. [Ariz.]) 1872-1911, 1889-09-21
J. W. DORRINGTON, Proprietor.
NUMBER 43.

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all. could it be wrong to go where he
could do so much better? Almost dou-
BILE wages! Was it not really his duty
to his mother to obtain it, and to drive
| wagon instead of trudging YEARLY
along the streets? They never had
felt so hot and dusty as they did just
now when he might escape from the
tiresome routine.
Night, but how? By the sacrifice Of
his pledged word. By selling his truth
and his honor So strongly did the re-
Election force itself upon him that when
he told his mother of the offer he had
received he merely added:
''It would be grand good thing if j
could take it, wouldn't it, mother?"
''Yes. it would.
Some boys would change without
thinking of letting a promise stand in
their way"
Yes, but that is the kind of boy who,
sooner or later, is not wanted 1t is
because you have not been that sort of
boy that you are wanted now"
Jack worked away. doing such good
work, as he became more and more ac-
customed to his situation, that his
mother sometimes wondered that Mr..
Hill, who seemed always kindly inter-
ested in him, never appeared to think
of raising his pay. This, however, was
not Mr.. Hills way of doing things, even
though he showed an increasing dispo-
sition to trust Jack with important
business:
So the boy trudged through his three
years, at the end of them having been
trusted far moro than is usually the
case with errand boys. He had never
forgotten the offer made him by Mr..
Lang, and one day meeting that gentle
man on the street ventured to remind
him of it, telling him that his present
engagement was nearly out, adding:
''You spoke to me about driving the
wagon. sir.p
"Ah, so did; but you are older now
and worth more. Call around and see
me-"
On Saturday evening soon after
Jack fingered in Mr. Hills Office after
the other errand boys had been paid
and had gone away. my three years
are up tonight, SIR" he said.
''Yes. they are," said Mr.. Hill, look
ing as if he had remembered it
"Will you give me recommendation
to some one else, sir?"
We'll, will, if you are sure you
want to leave me-"
81 didn't know you wanted me to
stay. But" he hesitated and then went
on, my mother is a widow and feel
as though 1 ought to do the best l can
for her, and Mr.. Lang told me to call
on him."
HAS Mr.. Lang ever made you an
offer?'
Jack told him of what Mr.. Lang had
said to him nearly two years ago.
why didn't you go then?" asked
Mr.. Hill.
Because l had promised to stay with
you; but you wouldn't blame me for
trying to better myself now?"
'.Not bit of it. Are you tired Of
running errands?"
I'D rather ride than walk" said
Jack, with smile.
Il think it is about time you were
doing better than either. Perhaps you
think you have been doing this faithful
work for me through these years for
next to nothing, but if SO you are mis-
taken. You have been doing better
work than merely running errands.
You have be n serving an apprentice
ship to trust and honesty. l know you
now to be straightforward. reliable
boy, and it takes time to learn that. 1t
is your capital and you ought to begin
to realize on it. You may talk to Mr..
Lang if you wish, but will give you a
place in the Office, with a salary of six
hundred dollars for the first year, with
a prospect of a raise after that.
Jack did not go to Mr.. Lang, but
straight to his mother, with shout and
bound.
You're right. you're right, motherw
he cried. mo more hard work for
you, mother. I'm wanted, you see!
Wanted enough to get good pay, and
all the hardest part over:H'-Sydney
Dayre, in Northwestern Congregation
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