The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-08-22

IN sullen of face and manner hopeless and
U pennless, slouched in logged fashion
- - towards goal represented by little
Cornish town. Following him came two
hostages of his lot in life
woman a child. glanced behind. There was
need; they would follow him right enough He was
the rock amidst shipwreck their one hope in all fes
hopeessness sullen breaker and law hater
to these forlorn creatures
a habit, something akin to themselves brute
strength fight them cunning which helped to
cure sordid necessaries that kept life in their
shrunken chilled bodies They toiled after him. not
knowing led; either if only by night
food and shelter might by chance be theirs
The child a bow of some 6 or years, chung to the
woman's dragged his shoeess feet over the
grassy sharp fints that meant the roadway He
was very tired and foosore Chhdhood hao helo l'te
of childish meaning him. Blows and curses toll and
weariness these he understood little
Sometimes there would be bread and such comfort
at STALL basin of steaming soup at
eating house And rare occasions there had
and bed. But at such times his father in
varably got drunk his mother, and there
would of less animation that usually
found police court. and four
teen days absence for surly Jim
least his pals and accompces always called him So
sometimes using the prefix only IN moments OF unre-
strained familiarity.
further, mother?" asked the boy at last
ought to sight So1nethin wonderful they do
and cost power o money and him as made it got a
heap of gold, and sent for by the queen
information failed to interest the child saltasn
Brunei Greek to his understanding
shelter the drizzng rain mouthful of food to
stay the craving empty stomach these he could
comprehend, but bridge that had meant triumph in
architecture and wealth, and epoch in his
much of space to be travelled OF
WEAKNESS to be borne
fell between them again The souching figure
before them went doggedly The brooding above
transient CLEANS of red where the sun began to
sink. the CLEAN of river and the chill
salt seabreath blown, LANDMARKS ae@aI
b Were getn' Nigh, said the woman and braeed her
for There's the BRIDGE. she SAID
again. hopefully and pointed with lean and Withered
where graceful airy structure spanned the d.
vding space between two counties
The little lad lifted hopeless eyes and looked ne
said nothing. Their pioneer slackened his pace as II
waiting for join him, then kept on about half
"a dozen ahead longer tramp to the bridge than
The rain had ceased at last and the CLOUDS
drifting Stewards space OF olue ABOVE ana .e
CLEAN below showed the fairy structure hu1g
aoft between and bank. Showed also the quaint
village by the Waterside and woods rch IN autumn
coloring, above it's billy slopes
A figure coming rapidly along towards the three
tramps suddenly accosted by the man with ques-
ton to: direction
He answered cheerily readily, and passing
on when a thought seemed to strike him.
you the ferry have to pay penny toll,
he said "I suppose you know that?
The man nuttered something to the effect that he
didn't know, bestowed free country
that denied the individual his lawful nights. Inc young
had spoken passed on and in doing SO came
up rest Of the family party Something In their
aspect touched him. Toll for three would certainly
come heavy on the surly in front His hand
sought pocket and his rested on
the white face and the child's weary one
your father?' he asked the boy.
"oh WELL he'll have pay all of if you cross
the ferry and expect he's none too much money Tor
of that sort. Here!
pressed shilling into the ltte damp dirty mana
The boy looked at the coin wonder A whole piece
of silver given himself Such thing had never hap
pened before. The woman's gittered hungrly.
what blessed luck" she said May Heaven be good
to him Why Charley, food and shelter for all
o. might
fa1tered the little child He was thinking
face the CHEEKY voice. the kindly
touch palm upon his little grimnaed
hand. awful good O. him., he said most awful
good
.c,ome along there! What you tagging for hang
you growed the voice of the pioneer in front did
the gent give yer? his hand in his pocket
The woman had secured the shilling Experience of
sury Jim's habits had taught her certain caution IN
all dealings with him.
.He give the boy a sixpence' she said. There's a
toll for crossin that ferry he said
"To be hanged answered Jim. We'll, hand it
over faint much, it'll get bread and cheese and a
81 pint for me-
"In keep it. Jim" said the Somehow /
make money go further you You'll have
pint don't be afeard."
He laughed surily "Afeard, not likely. Hurry up