The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1898-09-15
MONEY-CHANGERS.

| Give m another five minutes,
Harry" said another seaman persu-
asivly, ''it 'ud be uncommon 'ard on
i'm if e come aboard an then 'ad
to go an get another ships crew to
'elp i'm celebrate it."
"And on us, too," said the cook,
honestly.
| "There e is"
The others glanced up at figure
waving to them from the stairs, "'E
wants the boat" he said, moving aft
No . don't, Steve,' piped the boy.
"'E's wavin' you not to. 'E's comm
in the Water mans skill"
"Ha! Same old tale said the sea
man. wisely. "Chap comes in for a
bit O. money an begins to waste it di
rectly. There's threepence gone;
clean chucked away. Look at imp
"'E's got the money all right"
said the cook, "ther's no doubt about
that. Why, e looks 'arf as large
again as g did this morning"
The crew bent over the side as the
skiff approached, and the fare, who
had been leaning back in the stern
with a severely important air, rose
slowly and felt in his trousers pocket.
"There's sixpence for you, my lad
he said pompously. "Never mind
about the change"
"All right, old slack breeches," said
the waterman with ELUSIVE goodfel
lowship, "up you get"
Three pair of hands assisted the of
Tended fare on board, and the boy.
lowering around him, slapped his
legs vigorously.
'Wot are you up to?' demanded
Mr.. Samuel Dodds, A. B., turning on
him.
Only dusting You down, Sam,"
said the boy humbly.
You got the money all right, l
s'pose, Sammy" said Steve Martin.
Mr.. Dodds nodded and slapped his
breast pocket
"Rlght as ninepence,' he replied
genially. I've been with my law
yer all the AFTERNOON, pretty near.
Els a nice feller"
low much is it, Sam!" inquired
Pilchard, eagerly.
"One 'undred and seventh three
pun seventeen shilling and ten pence"
said the heir, noticing with much
pleasure the effect of his announce
ment.
"Say it again, SAM" said Pilcbard,
in awed tones.
Mr.. Dodds, with a happy laugh,
complied. IF you'll all come down
the foc'sle," he continued, I've got
bundle of cigaas an drop O. some
thin short in my pocket"
Lets ave look at the money,
SAM said Pilchard, when the cigars
were alight
"Ah, let's ave look at it," said
Steve
MIR. Dodd laughed again, and, pro
ducing small canvas bag from his
pocket, busted the table with his big
palm and spread out a roll of bank
notes and little pile Of gold and sill
YER 1t was an impressive sight, and
the cook breathed SO hard that one
note fiuttered off the table. Three
men tried to recover it, while Sam,
| alive for the first time to the RESPONSE
DlIllleS VI ~tdlbL, WdtCubu
the remainder Of his capital
There's somethin' for you to buy
sweets with, my lad" he said, restored
to good humor as the note was re
placed.
He passed over small coin and re
| garded with tolerant good humor the
extravagant manifestation of Joy on
the part of the youth which followed
He capered joyously for q minute or
two, and then taking it to the foot of
! the steps, where the light was better,
| bit it ecstatically.
How much is it?" inquired the
wondering Steve, you do chuck your
money about, Sam
,,On'y sixpence," said Sam, laugh
ing. expect If it 'ad been a shillin'
it nd ha' turned his BRAIN
1T amt a sixpence,' said the boy.
Indignantly Its 'arf a suvrin'."
"'Arf a wot 2" exclaimed Mr.. Dodds
with sudden change of manner.
"'Arf suvrin'," repeated the boy,
with nervous rapidity. "and thank
you very much, Sam, for your gener-
osity, If everybody was like you, we
should all be the better for il. The
world 'ud be different place to live
in," concluded the youthful philoso-
pher.
Mr. Dodds' face, under these full
somo praises, was study in conflict
| ing emotions well, don't waste it."
| he said at length. and hastily gather
ing up the remainder, slowed it in
the bag.
"Wot are you going to do with it
all, Sam?" inquired Harry
Il amt made up my mind yet"
said Mr.. Dodds, deliberately. IL ave
thought of 'ouse property"
Il don't mean that said the other.
II mean, wot are you goin' to do with
it now, to take care of it,"
"Why, keep it in my pocket" said
Sam, staring.
"Well, if l was YOU" said Harry,
impressively, 81 should ask the skip
per to take care of 1t for me. You
know what you are when you're bit
on, Sam"
"Wot dyer mean?' demanded Mr..
bouus. HoIly.
Il mean" said Harry, hastily, that
you've got such a generous nature
that, when you've 'ad glass or two,
you're just as likely as not to give it
away to somebody"
II know what I'm about" said Mr..
Dodds, with conviction. I'm not
goin' to get op while I've got this
about me- I'm inst pojn' ronnd 70
the Bulls Head but 1 shan't drink
anything to speak of, myself. Any
body that likes to come to ave some
thin at my expense, is welcome"
A fiatterlng murmur, which was
music to MIR. Dodds' ears, arose from
his shipmates as they went on deck
and hauled the boat alongside. The
boy was first in her, and, pulling ont
his pocket handkerchief, ostentatious
IN xfyinal n eaak Ioruy, NJ.