Twice-a-week plain dealer. (Cresco, Howard County, Iowa) 1895-1913, 1905-06-30
CHAPTER xx111

CHAPTER XIII.
SJY1 WAS soon near out OF money
Xxi and ut my wits end. but my
Eessssn.ssJ will was unconquered. In
ssSsJ this plight l ran upon Fogar-
ty, the policeman who had been the
good angel Of my one hopeful day In
journalism. His manner invited my
confidence. 5 6
"What luck?" said he. ,I I'd
bad luck" 1 answered. "Only $40
in my pocket and nothing to do"
He swung his stick thoughtfully.
IF was you" said he, "I'd take
anything honest. Upon me wurred.
I'd ruther pound rocks than lay Idle"
$50 would 2" eiS
"Wud ye?" said he, with animation,
as he took my measure from head to
foot.
"Ill do anything that's honest
"Ah, ha" said he, rubbing his sandy
chin whiskers Don't seem like ye'd
been used t hard wurruk."
But can do it." said.
He looked ut me sternly and beckeo-
ed with his head. eti# Z
"Come along" said he.
He took me to gang Of iIrishneu
working in the street near by.
Boss Mccormick" he shouted.
A hearty voice answered, AYE, aye
counselorw and Mccormick came on,
of tia crowd, using his shovel for {
staff.
"a happy day t. YEP said FogarH.
Same t youse, an nanny O. thiml'
said Mccormick.
"Ye'll 81 me one IL We do me ia
vor," said Fogarty.
can what?" said the other
"a job for this lad. Wull ye do it?"
81 wull," said Mccormick. And h
did.
went to work early the next morn
ing. with nothing on but my under
clothing and trousers save pair o.
gloves that excited the ridicule Of MI
fellows. With this livery and III,
righteous determination Of earning :.
a day began the inelegant task O
pounding rocks"-no merry occupa
ton, assure you, for hot summer
day on Manhattan Island.
/ We We're paving Park place, and VI
had to. break stone and lay them AMI
shovel dirt and dig with pick ant
crowbar. rs.
My face and neck were burned Grim
son when we quit work at 8, and
went home with feeling Of having
been run over by the cars. I had /
strong sense Of soul and body, the lat
ter dominated by a mighty appetite
Me- llngan viewed me at hrst Wit
suspicion in which there was fain
flavor Of envy. He invited me at ono
to his room and was amazed at seein
It was no lark. told him frank
what was doing and why and where
IT would not mind the loaning Of
few dollars" he said. "As matte
o personal obligement would b
most happy to do Utmost happy
Brewer, indeed would"
| I thanked him cordially, but declir
ed the favor, for at home they had q
ways taught me the danger Of borrow
ing, and I was bound to have It on
with Ill luck Oh my own resources.
"Greeley is back,' said he, land
shall see him tomorrow. I will pr
him in mind o you.'
went away sore in the morning
but with no dropping, spirit. In th
middle Of the afternoon straightene
up a moment to ease my back and loo
\ about me.
There at the edge of the gang stoo
the great Horace Greeley and Wax
McClingan. The latter beckoned n
as he caught my eye. went aside /,
greet them. Mr.. Greeley gave me b
J hand. y
"Do you mean to tell me that you
rather work than beg or borrowT sal
he. 6 Is.
"That's about it," answered.
"And amt ashamed OF itf'
"AshamedI Why?" said I, not Qui
sure Of his meaning. It had never o
CURED to me that one had any eau
to be ashamed Of working.
He turned to Nice lingan and laughe
81 guess you'll do for the Tribune
he said. Come and see me at ~
morrow! aieti8 "
And then they went away.
If had been a knight Of the Cart
could not have been treated wi
more distinguished courtesy by tho
hard handed men the rest Of the da
q I babe them goodby at night and 9
my order for 81. One Pat Dsvlin,
z great hearted Irishman who Ind shs