The prison mirror. [volume] (Stillwater, Minn.) 1887-1894, 1890-06-05
Five Gents,

my wordv' said Tommy, ''isn't it a
whopper? Only fancy if it was our'n.
| wouldn't we have tuck-in at dinner?"
| Another knock was heard at the door.
Here he cOmes," said Tommy. .''shall
bring the leg of mutton?"
But on opening the door, it was bakers
boy, with three large lOaves.
''Does Mr.. Lewis live here?" asked the
boy.
''Well," replied Sally, thinking it strange.
my fathers called Jack Lewis, if that's
him."
''All right! here's these loaves for him."
'Are they paid for?" asked Sally. :
EYES," said the boy. "Come, make
haste"
''Well. I'll take 'em in. seeing as how
they are paid for; but we never have such
big loaves as them come to our house. and
you'll have to fetch 'em back again; there's
some mistake, Pm sure"
''There, that's all fudgew said the boy,
and off he went.
my word! amt them busters?" said
Tommy. 'Only fancy if they WAS ours.
wouldn't we make hole in 'em soon?"
Again he started off with dance, in the
midst OF which another rap at the door was
heard.
''Here they are," Tommy said. ''pll
bring 'em to the door,"
But upon the door being opened, there
was lad with parcels of tea, sugar, coffee,
etc. Again the same question was asked.
But Sally decided to take in all that was
paid for. telling each, ''They mustn't be
surprised if they had to fetch 'em back"
Other articles from different shops ar
rived, until the table began to be full.
II do wish father and mother would
cold Coll a
policeman was to come, what should we
do?"
II WONDER" asked Tommy, whether
father or mothers going to keep shop?"
Don't be silly: you would be still if we
were sent to prison."
While they were talking, they heard the
voices of their father and mother, and were
told that the things on the table we're for
the coming week.
When on the Sunday afternoon they
were seated around the table, and mother
brought out plate of nice rosy ripe cher
ries, was it any wonder that Mary'S heart
was full of emotion? Indeed she could not
help drawing close to John, while the
children were making earrings of the cher
ries, and, putting her arms round his neck,
she kissed him. while tears of real joy
trickled down her cheeks as she softly said,
your own cherries we may be happy yet "
And so it was, for in short time John
found he could buy clothes for his children,
then for himself and his wife. Then he
moved into a better house. The master,
finding him more attentive to his work,
made him foreman, and John began to say
that ''he found it more pleasant to receive
2G los week for looking after men to do
the work, than 30S. for doing it,"
Step by step he rose. until he became a
master himself. Instead of working, he
could pay other men to look after it and do
it for him. He sent his son Tommy to a
frst-rate school; and in due time he was
apprenticed to a Doctor, and became ply
sician. The rest of the children were we'll
educated. He built a nice row of houses,
from which he received sufficient to keep
him without work; and in handsome
''Villa," which he also built, and fitted up
with everything to make it comfortable. he
might often be seen reclining in an easy
chair, viewing a cherry-tree. which he
planted with his own hands. and on which
he had been able to ''grow his own cher
ries." He and his wife added to their
temperance that godlness which is profta-
BILE unto all things. They also continued
hearty supporters of the ''Grand Alliance"
and the temperance cause.
Working men, it is not how much money
week you earn. but what you do with it
when you get it.
How many home comfort, such as car
pets, sofas chairs. and books, are lost by
spending the money the wrong way! Learn
from this tale of real life that the outside of
public house is the best side, and if you
wish to have a "HOme, sweet Home"
''BUY YOUR OWN CHERRIEsw
j. w. KirtOn.