St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1897-10-01

written for the CALIFORNIAN

"Pa-a-purs! Papurs, have papur
Hi there mster Don't you want a
papur? All full OF latest news from
Cuba, all about Hing Wong Chi or Wong
Hing Chi. and what he thinks OF America
oh, tell you this mornings editionis the
best for years. Better have one, sir
Take your choice, only if you take a
Record you save cent, these Others are
all two ceuters."
One glance at this enterprising news
agent made you smile, for he was such a
comical mixture OF good and evil. A
short, stubby little urchin, about ter
years old. Clothes patched here and
there, the wearer blissfully unconscious
whether the patches on his once grey
pants, were red, blue or yellow. His hat
always on one side tilted back just ready
to fall fit were not held on by a stock Of
stubby hair.
Such contrast to the young man he
was trying to sell paper. A contrast
and yet there was a similar look. In the
young man was the mixture of good and
evil, a careless manner and restlessness
in the eyes made you fear he was fast
losing himself in the coils of hurried,
careless city lie. He stood on the corner
of the street listening with an amused
smile to the news boys cries.
"Well, mister" said the boy, "lf you
want a few minutes to count yourchange,
will move on for here comes regular
Monday customer"
"Papur, madam? It's Just full of bar
gains, the first pages Just chock full and
continued on page eight. Record or
Globe? Globe has most pages and an
other thing Buff4lo Bill iscoming, greatest
show on earth, tells all about it in the
Globe Have one, nam? Thank YOU"
Got your change counted? Mister,
that woman is the greatest bargain
woman there is sell her paper every
Monday. She always used to say, well
sonny, have you a paper this morning
with bargains in it ? but get ahead OF
her now. Wonder if that cloak is one Of
them. shan't get my mother one like
it," and a queer little choke came into the
boys voice, that contrasted strangely
with his face, and made the young man
think Of another mother.
Now mister, if you don't want the
paper for murders and Cuba, or Buffalo
Bill, take it and find out about bigcon-
cert. Like music, sir? Just you look up
the street there. See that big building?
You take a walk up there and read that
big notice about the concert given by the
Gospel chorus. Coin to be big blow
out. The man what breaches there Sun.
days has given me and another Teller
tickets and we are goin', and sit way up
high and hear them sing"
Nov look here, my boy" said the
young man, You must belong to a va
riety store, for here in one breath you
puff the circus. and in the next blow for
the Gospel chorus. What sort of mix
ture are you? will take a paper, but
guess won't take in the concert. Not
tonight any way. Halloo Jack" he con-
tinued as he was joined by friend, and
turning they walked down the street to-
gether, 'have you ever talked with that
news boy' He is the queerest specimen.
What do you think he was telling me.
Trying to make me go to Gospel con-
cert. love music, if | didn't / should
never have gone to some places have"
And again flashed for an instant that
homesick look over his face.
But the bare idea of listening to set
old people singing hymns is more than
can think Of. Well, here we are in front
of the building with the big notice.
suppose we can stop and read it."
Fourth Grand Concert.
Given by the B. c. E. Gospel Chorus.
Assisted by
The ldeum Quartette
F. E. Holmes, Reader.