The Neihart herald. [volume] (Neihart, Mont.) 1890-1901, 1897-10-16

found a letter addressed to Mr. William
Pooley
clustered if it amt been seen arter
alli' said |, %grinning like a fool.
opens the letter and, going to the
window, holds it put and reads it. 1t
was from a gent, saying he had seen my
advertisement and was willing to give
me a job, but | must invest some money
along with him Mrs. Bloomer said that
/ must look to get a number of letters
of that sort. They was all thieves who
wrote 'en, and / was to take no notice.
She tore the letter up, fearing that l
wight be tempted to call upon tie old
Fovey.
Well, after that letter l heard no
more. Who was a-going to see my name
down in that there corner? l looked
round at the orfice four days after the
notice had appeared and says to a clerk,
Considering, " | says, 1.-THE cost I've
been put to, I'm surprised, I" says l.
mot to have got any answers.
Put it in again." says he.
Down in that corner?" says l.
whats your charge for half of one of
them pages of your'n with that there
notice printed big, right amidships of
the white?"
1--WE don't do business in that sort Of
way, says he. 'If we did, the cost nd
keep you to wind'ard of jobs for the rest
of your shining days"
When | got to the lodging that after,
noon, Mrs. Bloomer told me a party had
called to see me.
Something in the job liner says l..
Il can't say, I'm sure, say she,
and | thought that her manner was
changed. She had a sort of cast in her
eyes and looked at the wall past my
head, though she. was a-staring hard at
me, taking me in.
What did the party want?" says |.
"She was a female, " she W 81
believe she'll be able to find you a job,
Mr. Pooley She'll be here at half past
10 tomorrow morning if convenient to
you"
l went to my room and smoked a pipe.
There was no letters in answer to my
notice. The paper might have the big
gest circulation in the world, but its
corner pieces wasn't read. What female
party was this a-asking after me? A
good many women kept shops Numbers
was widows in the 'baccy. sweetmeat
and other lines. Any sort of a job ashore
would suit me, and one to my taste fol
all l knew might be coming along to-
morrow at half past 10
Half past 10 came round right enough,
for if there's IN thing that never dis.
appoints a man it's time That old
bloke. drawed with a beard and a log
glass, always keeps his blushing word
There was no letter from the largest
circulation. l had come back from get
ting a moutI'ful of breakfast and was
a-shaving-it was about half past 10
While | was all lather a knock,
and Mrs Bloomer sings out, MIR
Pooley, the party that called yesterday
is awaiting to see you in my parlor "
Right says [, and wiping off the
soap | put on my jacket and went dowI
stairs
There was a woman and her little
boy standing by the table She wore {
| green hat ard looked to be got up for
Sunday outing Tie boy for his tidy
looks was like one of them children
that sings in the streets along with mel
t in clean jumpers and women will
babies under their shawls Mrs Bloom
er, standing beside the door. says, "ThiI
is Mr. pooley
When | steps in. the woman took ant
lodged IA bit. shooting her head out frs
TO port, tLen to starboard. a-screw
driving of her eyes into me with til
twlstings of her face. She then say
. family;
"Lor-why-yes. Bill" And graspin,
the table she fell to rocking herself
> very quietly, saying once or twice soft
r ly. Bill, Bill" but with a note O
such grief and reproach that an old goa
might have been moved by 1t.
What's this?' says |. turning upol
Mrs Bloomer
O "Oh. Bill, shrieks the woman on
sudden, holding out her hands to me
don t pretend not to know me if In
not to drop dead. Here your child, you
own little William He was e month
old when you left me, and-and-oh
William, thlnk-now he's & years.
O And with that she lifts him right on t
n the table, calling out: Look at you
father, Billy Ask him if he ain
o ashamed to have left his poor wife 70
% nigh six year. with never one word t
say whether he was alive or dead?"
n | thought to myself, "Bloomed if
don t think now that them corner piece
q in the largest circulation are read!
g Mrs. Boomers face was like a ship
10 tigurehead, hard with feelings.
you're quite mistaken, " says l. "
never was married in this here world
and SO if I've got a wife she must be q
:. angel"
Never was m"-ied!" she screamet
II running up to M, while the boy san
|, out, "Mother, l shall fall!" and Mr.
h Bloomer put him down. Never WI
married." she shrieks. ''D'you mean
" say you forget oourting me at my Fl
theirs, Simon Dadds, who kept the no
as tillery called the Sinking Star, on tt
Sandwich road? Never was married,
7 she yells, with her words streaming
ar a quick rattle like coal from n ii
when the church was st. Georges,
- Deal, and the date June "a, 1877
Never was married.? Oh, Billl' An
seizing me by the arm, she pulls me
the window and sobs out: ''Oh, Bill,
~ you amt so changed, l can't be! T.
been alone for nigh six years. Look
8 your child. It's me as has fed him al