New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1891-09-06
NEW YORK TRIBUNE POLICE BUREAU.

After reading the sign carefully he walked into the
bureau and inquired: Young man, are you the boss
of this 'ere shebang?"
al represent The Tribune here"
"Thats right Glad to know vel I've been readin
of The Weekly Tribune The pronounced it TrybuneO,
since before the war; Study, and orter feel little to
hum with you I'm lookin for little Teller what
come TO my place up in Delaware County last
summer sent there by the Fresh-Air Fund Mother
and SUSAN that's my darer, sOt such store by that
little shaver that they wanted him back again this
year. He sorter promised to come tew. but we
hant seed him. Mother readn' about the children
gon' to the country and she says had better come
down and git him. My sakesi I didn't know so
many folks lived in Mulberry-st, or wouldn't ma
tried to find him.
did you have his address?'
al only know he belonged somewheres in Mulberry
ST.
"what was his nameG"
"Jimmie Murphy
@Ahln The reporter once had arranged TO have that
boy sent into the country Was he sichy looking
little chap with yellow hair and blue eyes"
| THAT'S him! lie looked like a ghost when he
come to our place. but Mother fed him on home made
bread and milk with the cream stirred into It, and he
chirped UP amazin'. Then he elm the apple tree
about forty times a day. and it would ha done yer
heart good to see him lay into them golden sweets.
fetched some in bag for him, lest to let nm see
boy when he left How Is the little cltter ("
q think you had better come aud see for yourself
The reporter led the old farmer to space between
two front tenement-houses in MuberTys st. and into
narrow paved court in front of row of tenement
! houses They edged past drunken hag who was
loudly beTating another woman at a front window
OF the middle house ia the nearly stumbled over
two dirty children who were padding in the dppings
from Il pump in the court and passed into the lower
hallway Of n house where three four slovenly womcI
stood gossipng. One Of the women answered the re
porter's inquiry by shouting up the stairway Mrs
Murphy Here's gintleman wants yer'
! The cracking Of a door and the shutting Of fee
| on - upper landing guided the two men to Mrs
! Mm.,iy's humble home. She invited them INTO th'
room which parlor, kitchen, laundry and bed
! chamber, all in one, wiped the soapsuds from he
rcd arms with her apron, and then hastily dnstee
off two cairs. the only two sle had, for the visitors
Ihe old farmer dropped the bag OF yei0W apples ol
one chair hut remained standing lie seemed 10 w
| tno much dazed b. un poverty of the place TO sa,
ANYTHING and the reporter bneny eNpane9 the ODIo0
of the visit. Mrs, Muphy's hands carried her apiOl
| Ia her eyes and from its fOlO5 came Humed sops
nTd nan for a minute His Jaw dropped and his eye
became misty. Then he turned to the reporter WIN
| boarse whisper, The little runt Is dea" . -
| =. If he had said daring that woid colm mo-
have had sound tender and expressive a. had ihe
one, i've WIS accustomed 10 Use in speaking OF slchA
md petted animal. Diphheria ind sent Jimmie MuI
my 10 a better place thar the from Winch ti'
Frssb Air Fund had once temporarily Withdrawn mn
Inc runrier said. Mrs Murphy dried her tears ane
accented the yellow apples. ,,-.-..., q,
said the old farmer as he wrung the reporters han'
al parting.