Crawford avalanche. (Grayling, Mich.) 1879-19??, 1892-01-21
LITTLE BOYS AND GIRLS.
THIS Is THEIR DEPARTMENT OF
THE PAPER.
Quaint saying. and polngs OF Little ones
Gathered and Printed Here for Other
Little Folks 20 Read.


Jacks Luck.
"Ripe tomatoes! Ten cents a
quartz All ripe, all ripe" a boy was
shouting in the street, as he walked
alongside team In which piles OF the
beautiful red fruit were lying.
1t was nearly o'clock, and after
the heat of the day golden haze
hung over the houses and trees,
softly mellowing their brilliant
greens, puppies and browns. They
were near the end OF their daily
round, and would soon be on their
way home in the cool of the evening
to well-earned rep0se.
well, Jack, boy, business has been
uncommon good to-day" said the
boss. There's nickel to buy ice
creams with, and now We'll go home"
1t was Jacks duty at the end OF
the day to put up the horse and give
it its feed for the night, and as rule
he did not get of till $50.
He got only "a week, but then
the life was healthy and he was a
growing boy, and to be out on "the
open road" In the pure air was the
best thing for him. He was trife
later that night than usual, and it
was 10 o'clock when he joined his
chums along by st. Thomas d'Assisi
Church and invited them all to come
along with him to share his ice.
Come on, then, Jack, we're in for
1T, and I'll put cent to it," shouted
one.
1t was now really dark, so they ran
of quickly up by-lane, called Cheese
alley, to get to Mother Samp:on's be-
fore she closed up. This lane lay at
the back of some rich villas, the resi-
dences Of successful Boston mer-
chants.
When about half way down one Of
the boys pointed toward large man.
sion and said: "Look! there's two
men creeping along the wall at Mr..
Dovsridge's house"
BE quiet" whispered Tom to his
chums, "and we'll see what they're up
to-"
The men had not heard their APP
proach, for the thick, soft turf in the
lane had muffled the sound of their
feet completely. Curiously enough,
the wall llong which the men were
creeping ended just below window,
a fortunate arrangement for thieves,
almost allowing them to walk straight
into the house. This window opened
into the larder.
The men stopped when they reached
the snd, and, raising themselves care
| fully, looked cautiously around. Sec
ing no one about, they began to cut
the window pane with diamond.
ho hos \, a,.1I, 4,.atx I.nfr
desire to shout at them now. In
few minutes the raen effected an en-
trance to the house and disappeared
from view through the opening.
"Help me up" said Jack, land you
come, too, Bob. Well see what's
going on"
They crept stealthily to the window
| and looked in. A turned-down gas
| jet in the hall shed ray of dim light
into the room. One of the men was
sitting on the floor busily attacking a
large apple pie and bowl of cream,
while the other, they arUerwaru dis
covered, had gone to visit the draw
ing-room in search of silver plate.
The man was enjoying his pie i'm
mensely, and smacking his lips in
BlCdO BACC, WhCh OQOh kdNO iOuO
yell in the window. The burglar was
too old bird to be much alarmed at
the noise, and he was on his feet in
instant, revolver in hand, ready for
an attack.
Jack, in his eagerness, had leaned
too far over the window sill, and his
chum, equally eager, lay heavily on
him. When Jack yelled, Bob, in
order to raise himself, pressed still
more heavily against him, and the
result was that Jack fell head fore-
most into the room.
The inmates of the house had beer
awakened by the noise and the otheI
burglar could be heard jumping down
the stairs as though pursued by Z
fiend. He rushed into the roon JUS
as his pal" fired at Jack, who, notid4|
ing the attempt, boldly seized the re-
volver by the muzzle and was shoJ
through the hand.
Damn him; shoot him in the ribs
roared the Infatuated thief. "a
"Get out. It's too late. Wei
done for" the "pie man" said, and ncl
clambered out the window. His part-I
ner had one shot at Jack, but FORTH
nately it merely blew hole in his ca
He then bolted.
Crack! crack! vent two rife shofs
from the windows after the burglar.t
followed by loud howl, then silencc<
"Jack Jack! they're away" cri<8
the boys, who were waiting at thop|
lane and who had seen the men de-
camp, but no answer came.
Presently Bob's head appeared over
the edge of the wall, and he said,
Jacks dead"
| Meanwhile Jack had been found
lying insensible, his hand bleeding
profusely.
Mr.. Doveridge at once sent for a
doctor and put Jack to bed, and in
less than twenty minutes after his
hand had been dressed he had re-
gained consciousness and fallen into a
sound sleep.
From that night Jacks lucky star
came into the ascendant. Mr.. Thomas
Doveridge was one OF the wealthiest
merchants of Boston, and Jack had
really saved that good gentleman's
life by shouting, for the burglar had
entered his bedroom by mistake, and
would probably have killed him at
the least movement.
The housebreakers escaped, and