The weekly tribune. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1891-1894, 1893-04-21
ISAAC,S LITERARY OPPORTUNITY.

Just Now iIo Is a. Printers Devil, but He
May develop Some Day.
whats your boy Ike doin daown t
Boston, JcromeY" asked the Hilldale post
master n stormy night, while he and
Jerome Sargent waited for the coach to
arrive. Mr.. Sargent had returned froma
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, els right in tn
midst O things, l ken jest tell vel M
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 l declare
fort. it does appear s eff he was in q
poorly far way t kerry aout 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
f1attering amazement on his sharp fea-
tured countenance.
Eyes, sir" said Mr.. Sargent, seeing
that he had made a decided impression
on his listener. II was raound with
Isaac quite u little spell one mornin, but
lawzee, / couldn't stand no sech fluster-
in, hurryin times as he hes right along!
'Twould kill me right off, or anyways I
shouldn't nev,r be fit for anythin agin
after a week . sech work! B. Isaac
likes it, an seems t. feel real easy an on
concerned 'baout gettin raound. There's
n thing his ma an l 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 heY" inquired the
postmaster.
He certnly doos," 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 ef."
Well, naow. what is Ike doin precise
lyT" inquired the postmaster after a
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 t tell We jest
tn name they give t a boy in Isaac's psi
tion," remarked the father p%rudently.
ut w'd strike ye kind O. queer, same as
it did me fust off, till Isaac explained
'baout it? | amt deemed it hardly wise
t tell his ma even jest yet, for she's kind
o notional. an faint Il pooty name no
two ways 'baout it! But it appears t
it's customary, an don't mean what yo
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 i'll with 'em all, Isaac isl"
do tn folks that he works for set
much by him. inquired the postmaster
in a tone of great respect.
"Th' priDtin 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 eff
he was a good boy an did his work we'll
tIey u CIV 81 luey u letl real lTleuuly 10
him an be glad t. see him whenever he
com 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 a good thing it
w'd be for ye eff some o them writin'
folks sh'd take a real shine t. We an have
a little talk with We naow an agin whilst
they was finishin up their writin for ye
t take off (for Isaac says they never hev
it done when he gifts there hardly.
P'r'aps they might kind o set forth t ye
haow they write, an SO on, says l. Isaac
didn't seem t think twas likely, but !
do, an so docs his ma!
when II 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. him"-Youth's Companion.
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