The Bamberg herald. [volume] (Bamberg, S.C.) 1891-1972, 1904-04-28

hear you give yell they ii KNOW LID
whipping you. Understand? And the
doors locked
For answer. the stocky youth pirouct-
ted forward with a zigZas. tiptoe move
ment that he had picked up in some
saloon prize ring as ''de real thing"
The older man remained on guard,
easily parrying the boys clumsy
thrusts, just giving him time to follow
him up, when he would nimbly dodge
the angry jabs within an inch of his
smiling countenance.
Then when the boy, furious at the
thought that the other was playing
with him. rushed on, head downward,
battering ram fashion, it was the mans
turn. Once more he lodged, but this
time his fist came in contact with the
lowered head.
1t was a hard hit, out the boy was
not too stunned to hear the superin-
tendent's words as he talked on,
calmly, steadily, while blows rained
upon him from every side.
There, Jacob, there's one for dis
turbing the show, and here's another
for your general opposition to mission
work. Here's an easy one for calling
ME a dude and counter jumper. Look
out, now, for good one for the poor
mother that has to support YOU
1t was hard blow, but the lad was
quickly Strengthened up by hit from
the other side. Then the rapid, even
tones went on. There's one for the
sisters you've bullied and teased, and
this for the little brothers you've set so
fine an example. And take this for
the good jobs you've thrown up, and
this-why, what's the matter, Jacob:
Are you tired:"
Notwithstanding the unpleasantness
Of the affair, the boy was comical
spectacle. Too weak to defend him.
self longer. his short arms were thrust
out helplessly, one eye was closed, his
tow hair bristled in all directions and
he wheezed and sputtered for breath.
The man pushed him into a chair and
soothingly patted his shoulder.
II see you've got grit, Jacob. You
took it like a man. But you're not built
for a prize fighter, my lad. This isn't
muscle-it's fat. And you haven't any
training. Cigarettes and beer don't
make muscle. And you have no SCI
ence. Why, my boys here in the club
can-"
"'Twasn't fair your not tellin' me
you belonged to de perfesh,' blubbered
the boy.
"Nonsensew laughed the man. Il
never saw a ring. But boxing is a
healthy pastime and one might as well
do it according to the rules"
DE fellers by Huncker's place SAID
my arm was like Jeffries'," moaned the
lad.
They were laughing at you. Jacob.
Now, my boy, we've had a hand to
hand conflict. let's have a heart to
heart talk. hear that you have q
knack at machinery with special tai"
ent for engines. What do you say to
job at the Waterside foundry, ri5h;
in the line of promotion, with one o,
the stationary engines for you to at
tend when you are fit?
The foundry's the best gymnasium.
Jacob" he concluded; 1.-The work will
give you the right kind of strength,
and it's easy to apply the science il
you've only got the muscle"
"Youse never got yer biceps in no
foundry" began the aggressive Jake.
Come ard see," said the other. by
the way, Jacob, they say you're apt to
have words with the foreman before
quitting. You won't get rid of your
place at Waterside that way. You
may bluster all you like, but you know
I'm man Of action, and"
"Youse? Be youse de foreman?' The
youngster sprang to his feet, aGlow
with excitement. "I'll come
On the second Sunday after Jake's
punishment the earnest, little, gray
eyed teacher was interrupted in the
lesson by the thrust Of a small, nit
tened hand in the direction of her
face. Then a nickel was dropped into
her lap, most unusual offering in the
little teachers collection.
please, teacher said the small El-
sie-she could lot contain the good
news till the lesson was over" our
Yakie give me this fer the mission, to
pay for the penny he took off from me.
Yakie belongs to the boys club now,
and he works every day by the sup
erintendent man. Ny mutter is so
glad already. and Yakie says the sup
erintendent is a good feller. 1 thing
so, too, don't you. teacher:'
And the patient teacher nodded
brightly while her heart SGT up lit
tie prayer of thanksgiving and plea
for the reciaiminS OF all neglected
Jakies.-W. Il. Rose, in Cleveland
Plain Dealer.
The Difference.
"ShOW ne two men with un1Snlea