The Pioche weekly record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1877-1900, 1893-08-31
lsAAc's LITERARY OPPORTUNITY.
Just Now Hs L. Printers Devil, but ri
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"~~NSo III iehAht OPPORTUNITY
just Now Hs is q Printers Devil, but He
May Develop Some Nay.
What's your boy Ike dom Aaown e
Boston. Jerome2" asked the Hilldale post
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 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 Ill concealed pride, SIS right in TIL
midst o things, ken jest tell We! M
wife, she's allus held to it that Isaac he'd
got t be some kind Of lit'rary Teller
when he'd got his growth, an | declare
fort. 1t does appear 8 eff he was in a
pooty far way t kerry aout his mas
d'sires. He's jest right in amongst a
mess O tn lit'rary 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
hattering amazement on his sharp fea-
tured countenance.
"Yes, SIR" said Mr.. Sargent, seeing
that he had made decided impression
on his listener. Il was raound with
Isaac quite little spell one mornin, but
lawzee, couldn't stand no sech fuster-
in, hurryin times as he hes right along!
'Twould kill me right of, or anyways
shouldn't never be fit for anythin agin
after week O sech work! But Isaac
likes 1t, 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 her inquired the
postmaster.
"He cert'nly doos," replied Mr.. Sar-
gent, crossing his hands on his knees and
surveying the effect meditatively as he
talked. "Isaac's likely boy at learnin,
an they'd orter give him little more Of
2 chance, seems 3 ef."
"Well, naow, what is Ike doin precise
ly?" inquired the postmaster after
pause, during which he had waited pa
tiently for Mr.. Sargent to give some
more definite information as to his SONS
pursuit, which had always been shroud-
ed in mystery.
"Why, amt cal'latin tell We jest
tn name they give t boy in Lsaac's psi
tion," remarked the father prudently.
"It w'd strike ye kind O. queer. same as
1t did me fust off. till Isaac explained
baout it? I amt deemed it hardly wise
G tell his ma even jest yet, for she's kind
o notional, an faint pooty name no
two ways 'baout it! But it appears t
its customary, an don't mean what ye
might s'poss 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. thatl
Right in with 'em all, Isaac ISL
"Do tn folks that he works for set
much by himT inquired the postmaster
In tone of great respect.
9TH printin folks set 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 +
take much to him, but told him that eff
he was good boy an did his work well
they'd git so they'd feel real friendly to
him an be glad t. see him whenever LIE
come in, same as tn printin folks are.
An l said t him, sort Of encouragin, for
| thought he seemed kind O daoubt-
full, Why, Isaac, what good thing it
w'd be for ye ef some O them writin'
folks sh'd take real shine t. ye an have
little talk with ye naow an agin whilst
they was finishin up their writin for ye
t. take off (for Isaac says they never hev
1t done when he gifts there hardly.
P'r'aps they might kind o set forth t. ye
haow they write, an 80 on, says !. Isaac
didn't seem T. think twas likely. but
do, an 80 docs his NAL
when boy" said Mr.. Sargent,
rising as he heard the sound of the ap-
preaching coach, "hes q chance like
Isaac's, theirs no KNOWN what may come
T. himr'-Youth's Companion.