The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-06-02

the screeching was different from the cry
ing of a child. and caught hold OF the
blanket 10 take IL from the child's face;
but. if he did, the child had a firm grip OF
the clothes, and the jobher had TO tear
away the blanket. When he had the
blanket away he saw what was ia tho
cradle. and what was il. sure enough. hut
Tim the Piper The man and his wife
were young people. and the child was their
first born
What brought you here. you scoun-
drel?" asked the jobber.
oh, when you broke my back" said Tim.
Il could do nothing for the good people:
they had no further use for me in the
fort. so they put me here and took the
child of the house with them"
If you are here itself. why can't YOU
hold your tongue and not be destroy ing
the people with your scrceching? Sure
this is good place you are in"
oh" said the piper. Il wouldn't cry.
but for the rocking; it's the rocking that 5
killing me. 10 was you that broke my
back, and don't expose me now"
II II expose you this minute" said the
Jobber, unless you stop quiet"
I'm stop quiet" said the piper.
When the woman came back the child
was not crying. What did you do TO quiet
him." asked she.
ViAAA uncovered MS race ana SillN tUlt
I'd Kill him if he didn't stop quiet and /
suppose the child is in dread, as / am a
stranger"
You might as well stay the night with
us" said the woman
The Jobber agreed and as the child was
quiet the mother could look to her work.
When her husband came home in the even
ing she told him that the child had stopped
crying since the stranger came. and the
husband was glad.
AS the child is peaceable." said the job
Der to the mother, I'm take care OF him
tonight; you can 20 to bed"
The parents went to bed and left the
child with their guest. About midnight the
man saw that he was growing sleepy and
he pushed Tim and asked. Couldn't YOU
play a tune that would keep me awaken
1T would be hard for me to play and my
back broken" said Tim. but II had the
pipes and you'd prop me In the cradle I
might play"
Where are the pipes?"
MY pipes We're brought here" said Tim
they are on the corner OF the loft above
the fireplace"
The jobber rose up. took the pipes. and
fitted them together. The piper began to
play, and his music was so sweet that Il
could raise the dead out OF the grave. He
was not long playing when his father and
mother heard the music, and they never
heard the like Of It.
who is the pipeT?" asked the man.
81 am" said the jobber. when / am
on the road l play often to amuse my
self"
Tim threw away the pipe then, stretched
back and stopped quiet till mornig. The
father and mother were glad that the child
was resting. After breakfast the iobber
asked the mother had they good turf, and
she said they had. Bring in two or three
creels of it, said he.
She brought the turf. and he put IL
down on the fire. When the fire was
blazing well the mother was outside. Said
the jobber to Tim: "You were bad host
when l met you, and you'll not be here
any longer; I'll burn you now"
lie went to the door then to cali the
mother. He wanted her to see what
would happen. and not finding her he
came back to the cradle bu. found nothing
in 1t except the clothes. Then he got
terribly afraid that he would be brought
to account for the child.
The mother came I'm and asked: "Nhere
Is my child?"
lie told her everything He and the
woman went to the door TO search for the
piper, and what should the woman see
outside the door but her own child. She
was very glad then. The jobber gave her
good-by and started for the fair on the
way he felt a great storm of wind and
hail coming toward him, and stopped
down for shelter under bush at the side
Of a ditch. When the storm was passing
he saw that IL was a legion of fairies de-
stroying everything before them. tearing
up potato stalks and all that stood in their
way.
"Oh. shame" cried the jobber. ito be
running poor peoples labor"
a slender. foxy, red-haired man, a
fairy, turned toward him. and, putting
his finger into the jobber's eye, took tho
sight from him. Never again did he
see a fairy. When the foxy fairy went
back to the host he asked: Did ye see
that man who was with us in the fort.
the man who broke the back of Tim the
Piper. and did We hear what he said?"
I'VE did not"
well. / saw him and heard him I took
the sight from him; he'll never see one
Of us again"
The jobber went to the fair, though he
had but one eye.