Arizona republican., 1899-01-03
FROM DAY TO DAY.

A DulCl6r boy III CnlcdSO, TOUT years ago taught a Great Dane pup to sit on
 the seat of the delivery wagon, hold the
 reins in his mouth and pull back on Ithem if the horse started when the boy
 was away. IL was a pretty trick and
 has been the pride of the butcher boy
 even after he got a shop of his own and
 had other boys to deliver for him. 4 few days ago, as the Great Dane was
 trotting beside the wagon, the horse shied so violently as to throw the driv-
 CT from his seat. The horse then ran away up the street, the reins dragging
 on the ground. me dog was puzzled for ten seconds. He lOked at the boy
 scrambling to his feet half-dazed. He
 looked at the runaway horse tearing
 down the street He looked at the
 cangling lines, and he decided some
 thing was to be done. Sprining after
 the runaway, he caught him in block,
 seized the rsins, which were luckily buckled, in his teeth, ana settled back,
 an animated, scratching, bouncing an
 chOr. The horse was not so very badly scared af. CT all-and the dog was a big
 dog to carry on the bit. The horse
 stopped presently, the Great Dane
 grunting with joy of the struggle, and
 the boy came up. All Of which shows the
 value of early education.
 An Iowa minister caught littIe
 boys hand in his pocket in a Chicago
 cable car seized the hand and counted his money. Five dollars was missing, and the Iowa minister took the little
 boy to the police station. He was
 ragged little boy and had two ragged
 little companions, and the three dis
 played all the tearfulness a. cir com
 mand, with the hope of softening the righteously obdurate heart Of the
 I-l- o1 T11t I he
 missing money was not found. Then, as they pleaded for release, the clergy
 man exhorted them to repent and be saved and give him back his $5; put even the .matron's commands failed to obtain the missing money. The little boys were locked in jail.
 The clergyman went away, meditat- ing on the depravity of even the young in wicked Chicago. But as he was re- turning to his hotel he thought to count his money again, and this time, inside the lining of his waistcoat pocke5, he found the bill. The reverend gentle man was over sixty years Of age, but he did not wait for the car to sop. He tore back to the jail in cab, had the gamins brought from their sorrowful retirement, took them to a restaurant and filled them to ihe brim With the best the place afforded. Then he bougL, three large turkeys and sent | them home with the boys in a cab. | The story is one of the prettiest and | most appropriate to i,he season that has appeared for long time. The only | point which did net occur ether to the | reverend gentleman or to the tender hearted reporter who chronicled the | adventure is this: What was Lhe hand of the little boy ooing or intending to do in the pocket of the minister? It is . true it did net steal, but was it lthere merely for warmth? After all, the clergyman lost more than his $5, unless the turkeys-which there is no hint or. But perhaps i,he sermon he will write about it all will be worth more than the money to him.
 'EYes, there are honest men, plenty of them" said the garrulous barber
 4.lve years ago gentleman whom 1 had been shaving regularly for some time came into my shop and took a chair, asking that his hair be trimmed, shampoCed and his face shaven. I wan it done in your best style he said, as am going to be married this even ing We'll, did my pest, and when he arose from the chair he rendered me large bill, which I could not change. Very we'll he said, 'Pll pay you when I come back from my wedding trip A few days ago a gentleman came in 10 be shaved As I was shaving him It struck me that there was something familiar about him, but I coulLn't just place him. When I had finished with him he gave me dollar bill and sur prised me by saying keep the change; I owe it to you. It was my bridegroom customer Of years ago, who, a4rer his honeymoon, had settled down in an Otner city and hadn't been in this vicin- ity since."
 The Concord (lI. H. Monitor pleads with it's readers to buy the new city and send their old ones to the pc5.mastcr, that he may forward them to other pcstmasters at some one C. the numerous places by the name of to help him to forward stray letters to their proper Concord. The paper spoke feelingly, as if it's editor had once been a postmaster and knew his troubles.