The Madison daily leader. [volume] (Madison, S.D.) 1890-current, 1893-05-31

just Now He Is . Printers Devil, but HI
May Develop Some Day. .

Just Now He Is q Printers Devil, but He
May Develop Some Day.
What's your boy Ike dom daown Z
Boston, JeromeT' asked the Hilldale post
master one stormy night, while he and
Jerome Sargent waited for the coach to
arrive. Mr.. Sargent had returned from q
visit to Boston the day before. and it was
vaguely reported in the village that he'd
had great doin's daown blow with Ike"
Isaac" replied Mr. Sargent in a tone
of i'll concealed pride, lis right in tn
midst o things, | ken jest tell We! NJ
wife, she's allus held to it that Isaac he'd
got t be some kind of a library Teller
when he'd got his growth, an | declare
fort. it does appear S eff he was in a
pooty far way t kerry tout his mas
d'sires. He's jest right in amongst a
mess o tn library folks tn hull 'durin
time; sees 'em real informal day in an
aout!'.
DO tell!' gasped the postmaster, with
an expression of the greatest and most
fiattering amazement on his sharp fea-
tursd countenance.
Yes, sir" said Mr.. Sargent, seeing
that he had made a decided impression
N his listener. Il was raound with
Isaac quite a little spell n mornin, but
lawzee, | couldn't stand no sech fluster-
in, hurryin times as he hes right along.
Twould kill me right off, or anyways ]
shouldn't nev : be fit for anythin agin
after a week o sech work! But Isaac
likes it, an seems t feel real easy an on
concerned 'baout gettin raound. There's
one thing his ma an | would like t hev
changed though, that's tn short rations
o time they give him t git from one
place t another an back agin."'
Hes t hurry. docs he:" inquired the
postmaster.
He c~ert'nly docs" replied Mr.. Sar-
gent, crossing his hands on his knees and
surveying the effect m~editatively as he
talked. ~.'Isaac's a likely boy at learnin,
an they'd orter give him a little more of
a chance, seems s eff"
well, naow, what is Ike doin precise
Typ inquired the postmaster after a
pause. during which he had waited pa
tiently for MIR. Sargent TO give some
IlUAS dCIIIILS lAlJI lHdllOA DIS W LIE SO4 .
pursuit, which had always been shroud-
ed in mystery.
why. | amt callatin t tell We jest
tn mann they give t a boy in Isaac's psi
ton" remarked the father prudently.
1T w'd strike we kind O. queer, same as
it did me fust of, till Isaac explained
'baout it2 | amt deemed it hardly wise
q tell his ma even jest yet, for she's kind
o notional, an faint a poorly name no
two ways 'baout it! But it appears t
it's customary, an don't mean what ye
might s'pose or anythin like it. What
Isaac docs is t kerry what he tells me
they call 'proof-the literary folks do
back an forth betwixt them that writes
an them that prints. Jest think o. that!
Right in with 'em oil, Isaac ISL
do tn folks that he works for set
much by him?' inquired the postmaster
in a tone of great respect.
"Th' printin folks set a heap by him.
replied Mr.. Sargent. Its Isaac here
an Isaac there all tn time with them.
Isaac says tn writin men don't seem t
take much to him. but | told him that ei
he was a good boy an did his work well
they'd git so they'd feel real friendly tt
him an be glad t see him whenever he
come in, same as til printin folks are.
An | said t him. sort of encouragin, fol
l thought he seemed kind o daoubt
full, Why, Isaac, what a good thing il
w'd be for we ef sorae o them writin
folks sh'd take a real shine t ye an have
a little talk with ye naqw an agin whilst
they was fnishin UP their writin for "
t. take of for Isaac says they never hey
it done when he. gifts there hardly
P'r'aps they might kind o set forth t y
haow they write, an S on, says |. Isaa'
didn't seem t think twas likely. but
do, an so docs his ma.
When a boy said Mr. Sargent
rising as he heard the sound of the ap
preaching coach, ''hes a chance lik
I~saac's, theirs no KNOWN what may com
t hira.-Youth's Companion.