St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1892-02-27

two b means Of . calico curtain. n
smaller apartment was the publisher
sleeping-room, and the larger th,
kitchen, living-room, editorial-room
composing-room and press-room. Their
was . small printing press Of hal
broken-down appearance; the typ
cases were few, and the imposing
stone" was plank mounted ON . pack
ing box.
Mr.. Jarvis found that the household
editorial. reporting and mechanical
forces consisted Of but three persons
fiat little Dan Rollins, thin little Joe
and their elder sister, Barbie. . slen
der. anxiouslooking girl OF. perhaps
fourteen.
When Jarvis entered, the lads re.
Garded him with CONSERVATION; but he
had . plausible excuse, though not 4
real one, for his intrusion.
''ve got an aching tooth, {" he said
shat sets me almost crazy. You haven't
any liniment or anything of that kind
in the house. have your
1t Is indeed poverty-stricken abid.
tng-place that does not contain at least
one bottle of medicament of some
kind. Barbie quickly produced vial
| OF liquid intended to relieve rheumx-
tism. Whether it was by reason Of the
virtue of this specific, or because the
molar stopped aching of its own accord,
no one can tell; but soon after the Sec
ond application the pain diminished.
and presently ceased.
Mr.. John Jarvis uttered prolonged
''Um-ahr" of satisfaction. and fell TO
prying, with benevolent intention, into
the Affairs Of the children.
There had been . time, soon after
the founding of the settlement, when
sanguinc souls believed that White
Pine was destined to become . great
city. Then Henry Rollins. as enthusiast
tic man Is any there, had established
the Herald.
But prosperity did not come to him
or to the town. With continual struggle
the little family gained enough to eat
and wear, and very little more. The
patronage of the Herald was pitifully
small
All hands assisted in the struggle.
The wife and mother alternated her
household duties with working 1t the
cease" Barbie learned to set type.
and the boys helped in many little
ways to the best of their ability. Thus
the Rollins family toiled on, hoping
for the time when White Pine should
grow and ''boom;" when the patronage
Of the paper should increase and pros
perity be assured.
But the good time never came.
One bitter day the wife and mother.
worn out by the work and strain, died.
Then, finally, Henry Rollins was taken
away by pneumonia, and the children
were left alone.
He was hardly buried before the
storm began which brought about the
great snow blockade. No conference
was required to tell the children what
70 do; there was nothing for them but
to stay where they were and do what
they could
Soon after her fathers death Barbie
had written to his brother in Ohio. an
uncle whom the Oh Idren had never
seen; but his reply, If he had replied at
Ill. was kept back by the snow.
But the Herald must still be pub
lished- To the children's loyal minds
the maintenance Of the paper was
matter of great importance.
Barbie had clipped q few selections
from exchanges w.iich had arrived be-
fore the blockade. and had herself
written three or four paragraphs on
local subjects All three had set the
type Is well as they were able, pre-
serving all the eccentricities of gram
mar and spelling.
The trifling edition was run or"
and copies delivered to tho few sub
who could be reached.
The children had thought that they
could sell . considerable number Of
papers on the snowbound train. The
passengers would want to read the
news! And they needed the money 50
even the scanty sum that half Dams
bundle would bring.
But they didn't want the papers:"
said Barbie. with quivering lip. to Mr..
Jarvis
''And there is only . Lit tie bit Of |
bread left" said Joe. land no meat"
~ nuu&Sy. 4u0vCICO O0os
''Sh-h-h. Dannie!' said Barbie.
I'VE"
I'm sell those papers, broke In |
John Jarvis. grasping the bundle and |
rushing out of the house.
When Jarvis reentered the car the |
young passenger who had criticised |
The White Pine Herald was again scan
ming and ridiculing the smudgy paper,
having nothing else to do.
This is the poorest apology for .
ever saw" he repeated.
Its perpetrator ought to be ashamed
IL"
"This paper" said John Jarvis,
,ternly, a. he strobe toward the stove.
is splendid! And I'm selling It 1t 1--WE
cents . copy!"
'Ha! hal" laughed the critic. "You
:urned newsboy?"
mo! I've turned humanr'
The passengers looked at him in as
up here under the snow" said Jar
lis, rs II repeating lesson, ARE three
little, old-fashioned girl, .
ut little boy, and thin little boy;
md they are publishing q paper. and
I'M selling it. They've no father or
nothe r. and there's nothing 70 eat IN
he house"
The passengers were grave and in
crested now.
'Go on" said tho critical young
nan.
Jarvis told the story of the Rollins
children and the white Pine Herald"
md no one interrupted him
They had some liniment that
topped my xching TOOTH" concluded
Tarvis, lamely. And so l."
iii take copy" said the critical
Dung man. II guess It is . pretty good
'aper. after all"
Each person in the car bought q