The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1905-09-07

Mrs. limbs, getting up and going to the
oven. Il most forgot it,
where's yours asked Thaddy,
peering over at her.
She smiled in tired way and, lean
ing back in her chair played with her
piece of toast.
I'm not hungry" she said at last.
IL vou'll excuse me, I'll run over to
Mrs. Goldman's. She said she knew
woman who would give me fine sew
| ing and she was going to find out the
address"
AS soon as Mrs limbs left the room
the boy tiptoed to the window. He
watched her enter Il cottage II short
distance down the street; then, rapidly
emptying the plate of mullins into his
| bowl of soup he darted from the house
in the direction of the furnishing dog.
Here dog" he said, pushing in the
bowl to the sick animal who lay lux
uriously on his bed of ashes; Il wish
you We're Il few sizes smaller, but this
will help to fill up"
Il was dark inside the box, but the
boy could hear the pleased and hurried
| tapping of the starving animal
| Sitting back on his heels, he stared
across the dumps in kind of comical
dismay. Hes going to live, and now
| I've got two wolves to feed-one i'll
side of me and the other inside of that
dog and step-ma 5 nose getting sharp
er and sharper from denying herself.
| believe | ought 10 have this dog put
out of the world. III tell policeman
tomorrow Hello, boy, have you lin
ished?"
The sound of tapping had ceased and
there was Il scratching inside the box.
When the boy stretched out his hand
for the bowl he found the dog had
partly raised himself and was weakly
paving the air.
"Blcst if he isn't trying to shake
hands," muttcred the boy. Some ones
taught him that. Very well, old fell
low; you're powerful dirty, still III
not refuse to shake paw. les, it's
all right I'll not give you up to the
ponce-not after that paw shake.
Guess | wouldn't like any one to shoot
| the life out of me. Good night, now,
but before | 20 listen 10 me and take
another look at that brown cottage |
pointed out to you. Don't you go near
It. There's lady in it with double
barreled eyes and an awful mouth full
of swords and ears that can hear Il
mile off. You're a gOncr if you venture
near her. Dye hear
Tho dog did hear and understood.
He CURED hi'lself up on his bed, and.
hastily replacing his shelter the boy
ran back to the house.
When his stepmother returned he
was at the sink, whistling cheerfully
and washing his soup bowl
WAS it nice, Thaddy" asked Mrs.
limbs.
"Lovely. step-ma," replied Thaddy.
Il guess If you just knew how that
soup was appreciated you'd think you
were the best cook in creation"
II thought you weren't very fond of
soup Thaddy," she said suspciously,
'but Just had to make that because
had the bones"
"Step-ma." said Thaddy solemnly.
cant YOU believe me when | tell you
that that soup went right to the spot?"
"Yes, believe you, Thaddy. You've
never told me lie yet" she returned
kindly.
Thaddy at once became detected and
stticd ii heavy sigh rs he put his bowl
on the dresser ana went to II cupboard
for his schoolbooks.
IA,,tft IN, to u a T.
ing?" asked his stepmother.
NO" said Thaddy Sobcrly, ut isn't"
81 should think you'd want to rest
awhile If you've disposed of all those
Mullins" continued Mrs. limbs. with
gesture toward the empty plate on the
table
The boys eyes twinkled. strange to
say they make me feel more like work.
I'm just crazy to get education enough
to start in business"
you'll get on, Thaddy," said the wo-
man proudly, III you keep up your
steady ways"
I'm going to get on" said the boy
d,ggedly. Work doesn't scare me
Fact is. | love it. Now, what has my
brain got to get outside of tonight? Al
zebra, geometry, modern history and
geography" And he piled his books up
in front of his seat ut the table.
His stepmotlcr pushed the lamp
nearer to him, and the boy sitting
down, was soon absorbed in his tasks
Presently she heard him snickering
whats the matter, boy" she asked,
looking up from her darning
I'm reading about the Iskimos, step
ma. They're awful eaters Two Eslll-
mos will easily dispose Of a seal at Il
sitting, and Il man will lie on his back
and allow his wife to feed him tidbits
of blubbcr ana flesh anil he Is unable
to move"
Pigs" said Mrs. limbs shortly
And the other evening" continued
Thaddy, Il was reading that in some
parts of India there Is such scarcity
Of food that many natives never know
what it is to have II fun meal. They
do not starvc To death. but they are al
ways mildly hungry"
II guess some white people know
that feeling" observed Mrs. limbs
calmly.
Thaddy looked at her sharply; then
his face flushed, and, abruptly closing
his book, he laid his head down on his
arm. "Oh, Lord, It's hard to he so
poor
at IS good for man that he bear
the yoke in his YOUTH" said Mrs
limbs calmly.
The boy flung up his head. But
what about women? Does the Bible