The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1890-01-22

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!. He's thrs ave ~hols tuit
l,e,uee,, iiieal--nor whole home either,
for that matter, ifone cares to go into the
family history Of three incorrigible little
A-als. Greasy and Jim and Flute by
name. But they have hearts tucked away
somewhere. doubted ii MT nes my
self until this incident happened tiei,
fell AS I used 70 DO v en- ] found glade
up among the Nes Hampshire hills, and
sc,aped and poked with my penknife
uatil the gray crust crunbied away and
a bit OF the glistening garnet peeped out.
Thare are Jewels and jewels under the
crust
I did not know this story until long
after it happened, or, perhaps. j might
never have been story. after all. for the
@ BOD boy did not get rewarded, as go
bows always do in s'ory-books. but ale
his poor-There must begin at the
right end Of the telling.
There were tickets to be given outs
the mission rooms for New Years din
ner. and big boys and little boys, poor
and hungry. came in anxious crowds to
obtain the coveted bit of pasteboard that
meant 10 them, for once, the full satisfae-
ton of good meal. Greasy and Jim
came too. Flute couldn't come, for ne
worked late that night, and knew moth
ing about the orange red ticket that sent
such a glow into Greasy's heart as he
walked down the frozen street.
Il s'pose.p he said, asJim and he stop
ped to warm their fingers where a steam
pipe escaped from tall faetory-build-
inr-"I s'pose FIute'll get his ticket to-
morrow night"
seNo sirl' answered Jim with.l grin
Of satisfaction at his own good fortune
aThey're done given 'em ont tonight.
full M, seats taken. Old Flutes out this
time"
Il say, jim returned Greasy ''ifthat's
80, you and me played mean trick.
Why didn't you speak for Flute when
you got your own?"
"why didn't you?7 retorted jim,
turning an extravagant handspring on
the llagstone pavement. "We're all right,
any how. Come on, old boy :"
Greasy tired TO forget. All night he
hugged the bit of pasieboard tight, and
woke once from troubled dream NUT
terine. ~'Tain't yours at all, Flute; it's
nine"
He tried to forget the next day when
he went to duty down at the glasswork,
but somehow Flutes hungry little face
came up between him and chips Of glass
he sorted, and shone out haegard and
beseeching from every reflected surface.
Once be paused and wiped away a big
tear that glistened white and pure on the
grimy face.
It was late when he was through that
night, and quick and fast his feet few
over the snowy streetsto the mission
rooms. At a table where the lady who
had given out the tickets the night be
/ lore sal ne stopped.
SAY. missis :" Then he held his breath
and gave one tight squeeze to the orange
ticket. For moment before she turned
he thought he must run out again, but
Flutes face seemed TO look up at him
once more "Tain't no use,' he mutter-
ed-"Say, missis :"
@No, little boy the lady said as she
turned, Misunderstanding his purpose,
am sorry, but all the tickets are given
out"
All hope went then from Gressy's
heart, but the rough little voice went
on:
1T amt that way, missis- This ere
ticket was mistake it was made out in
my name, and pa bit of a tremble in
his tone, but only for a minute-"I alters
has a square meal enough. There's
another fellow oughter have this; he's
pretty poor
Without further question Greasy's
ticket was made out in Flutes name.
The lady, satisfied that the mistake had
been satisfactorily rectiied and with q
smile for the boys honest statement,
turned to other work.
Greasy went out TO meet Flute down
ty the old mill.
BY the way, old boy" said he, there's
your ticket fur the dinner. jim said /
couldn't get yer one, but l did"
Flutes eager grasp ofthe ticket spoke
volumes.
81 amt ter a-goin' myself that day
lin to take dinner somewheres else
And Flute never questioned where
Greasy's somewhere else" was, but ate
his New Years dinner at the mission
rooms with satisfied delight.
Greasy took bis somewhere else"
down on an old wharf by the river with
his feet dangling over the edge, and his
dinner was just one cold potato and a
bit Of a half-stale bun.
The Fleneh railways iduring the six
months Of the Exposition earned ST.
100000 over their earnings during the