Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1893-05-03
ISAAC'S OPPORTUNITY.
Jus, Now He Is a Printers Devil, brt ~
MAY Develop Some Day.

May Develop Some Day.
What's your boy Ike doin daown
Boston, Jerome?" asked the Hilldale pot
master one stormy night, while he and
Jerome Sargent waited for the coach to
arrive. Mr.. Sargent had returned from
visit to Boston the day before. and il 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, l ken jest tell ye. 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 III a
pooty far way t kerry aout his mas
d'sires He's jest right ins amongst a
mess o tn library folks tn hull 'dur1n
time: sees 'em real informal day l. AZ
aout,'
DO tell" gasped the postmaster, with
an expression of the greatest and most
aattering amazement on his sharp TEA
tured countenance.
YES. sir" said Mr.. Sargent, seeing
that he had made a decided impression
on his listener. Il was raound with
Isaac quite little spell one morrln, but
Iavzee. | couldn't stand no sech huster-
in b1,rryin times as he hes right along!
,Twould kill me right off, or anyways l
shouldn't never be fit for anythln agln
after n 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 l would like t hev
changed though, that's tn short ratlons
o. time they give him t git from one
place t another an back agin."
Hes t hurry, docs he:' inquired the
postmaster.
He cert'nly doos," replied Mr.. Sar-
gent. crossing his hands on his knees and
surveying the effect meditatvely as he
talked ''Isaac's likely boy at learnin
an they'd orter give him little more OF
I chance, seems 5 eff.
"Wen, naow. what is Ike dom precise
w." inquired the postmaster after 4
pause during which lie had waited pa
tientlv for Mr.. Sargent 70 give some
more definite information as to his son 5
pursuit. which had always been shroud-
ed in mystery.
Why, | amt callatin t tell we jest
tn name they give / 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
t tell his ma even jest yet. for she's kind
O. notional. an faint a pooty name no
two WAYS 'baout II! But it appears t
it's customary, an don't mean what We
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!
'a,1D all Isaac lS'
do tn folks that he works for set
much by him." inquired the postmaster
ia a tone of great respect.
TIL printin folks set heap by him,
replied Mr.. Sargent. Its Isaac here
an Isaac there all TIL time with them.
Isaac saws til writin men don't seem t
take much to him, but told him that ef
he was a good boy an did his work well
thev'd cit so they'd feel real friendly to
him an be glad t see him whenever he
come in. same as TIL printin folks are.
An ! said t him, sort of encouragln, for
| | thought he seemed kind o daoubt-
| full. Why, Isaac, what good thing 1t
w'd be for We eff some o them wrltln
| folks sh'd take real shine { We an have
| a little talk with We naow an agin whilst
| thev was finishin up their writin for We
| I take off (for Isaac says they never hev
| it done when he gifts there hardly.
P'raps they might kind O set forth t We
! haow they write, an so on, says l. Isaac
| didn't seem / think twas likely, but
do, an so docs his ma!
when a boy" said Mr.. Sargent,
rising as he heard the sound of the APP
preaching coach, hes a chance like
isaac's. Tiers no KNOWN what may come
t hilnr'-Y ouths Companion.