Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-03-24

"What luck?' said he.
 Bad luck,' I answered. "Only $1O 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" "So would IF"
 "Wud yer" said he, with animation, as he took my measure from head to foot.
 "I'll do anything that's honest"
 "Ah, hal" said he, rubbing his sandy chin whiskers. Don't seem like ye'd been used t hard wurruk." - But I can do it," said.
 He looked at me sternly and beckon' ed with his head.
 Come along" said he.
 He took me to gang of Irishmen working in the street near by.
 Boss McCormick!' he shouted.
 A hearty voice answered, Aye, aye, counselor" and Mccormick came out of the crowd, using his shovel for a staff.
 "A happy day t yep said Fogarty. 'Same t youse, an nanny O thim!' said Mccormick.
 "Ye'n gi' me one if ye do me a fa- vor," said Fogarty.
 "An' what?' said the other.
 "A job for this lad. Wull ye do it?"
 T wull," said Mccormick. And he did.
 went to work early the next morn ing with nothing on but my under clothing and trousers save pair of gloves that excited the ridicule of my fellows. With this livery and the righteous determination of earning $2 a day I began the inelegant task of pounding rocks"-no merry occupa- ton, I assure you, for hot summers day on Manhattan Island.
 We were paving Park place, and we had to break stone and lay them and shovel dirt and dig with a pick and crowbar.
 My face and neck were burned crim- son when we quit work at 5. and went home with feeling of having been run over by the cars. had a strong sense of soul and body. the lat ter dominated by mighty appetite, Michigan viewed me at first with suspicion in which there was faint flavor of envy. He invited me at once to his room and was amazed at seeing it was no lark told him frankly what I was doing and why and where
 T would not mind the loaning of a few dollars" he said. "As matter O personal Judgement I would be most happy to do it-most happy Brewer. indeed I would"
 thanked him cordially. but declin' ed the favor, for at home they had al ways taught me the danger of borrow ing, and I was bound to have it out with ill luck on my own resources.
 Greeley is back" said he, "and shall see him tomorrow. I will put him in mind O you.''
 I went away sore in the morning but with no dropping spirit. In the middle of the afternoon I strengthened up moment to ease my back and look about me.
 There at the edge of the gang stood the great Horace Greeley and Waxy Michigan. The latter beckoned me as he caught my eye. went aside q greet othem.I Mir. Greeley gave me his hand. r- r.-
 Do you mean to tell me that you'd rather work than beg or borrow" said he.
 That's about it." answered.
 "And ain't ashamed of it?"
 "Ashamed! Why?' said I. not quite sure of his meaning. It had never oc cured to me that one had any cause to be ashamed of working
 He turned to Michigan and laughed
 II guess you'll do for the Tribune he said. Come and see me at 12 to morrow"
 And then they went away.
 If I had been a Knight of the Garter I could not have been treated witt more distinguished courtesy by those hard handed men the rest of the day I bade them goodby at night and go my order for S4 One Pat Devlin. . great hearted Irishman who had shar