Year: 1878

boy. He got new one last week, but
the youth has passed on to other scenes.
The boy came to him in answer to an
advertisement. He was neatly dressed,
hair combed nicely, and shoes shiny.
Pulitzer looked him over, and thought
he would do


The duties into which the new boy
was installed were manifold, but his
success was fully up to the average in
most of them. After he had been on
trial two or three days, Pulitzer laid be-
fore him large pile of bills and in
voices, and explained how he wished
them folded up in a certain shape, of
uniform size, and slight indication of
their contents written across the end.
The boy said he comprehended the idea,
and set to work with vim that caused
his kind-hearted employer to pat him
on the head and remark that he was a
good boy, and deserved to get on in the
world. About this time Pulitzer was
called out of the office, and didn'treturn
for couple of hours when he did SO,
he found the task completed and the boy
anxious to submit the work for the ap-
probation he felt sanguine it would re-
ceive. Pulitzer talked patronizingly to
the youngster while wiped his glasses,
but as soon as he had put them on and
taken one square look at the papers be-
fore him his suavity of manner ceased
to be excessive. His brow darkened
and his voice grew terrible as his eye
quailed before such inscription as
citrate bile on sum shooger" "pade for
vittles and uther things" "bile on kole
but fur hows," ''bile ov amann no pute
some glass inter three orfss winders,
''pade fur fxen karridgo," "bile fur
sum close fur misSus pulkzur," ''mun-
ney Civ tew niggore for wotteren thee
streates," "b;k fur ate baruls NV per-
tayturs. "


There was one brief, feeting moment
in which Pulitzer might have been
knocked down with feather, but in the
next instant he brought his clenched fist
down on the desk with the force of la
Dor strike, splitting the pannel, upsetting
the inkstand over the new ledger, and
sending things spinning over the floor,
while he poured forth calculations re-
proachful, indignant and profane. Then
he turned upon the boy, lifted him up
by the ears, brought him down with all
the emphasis he could muster, and babe
him begone from his sight.


"You blasphemous little wretch" he
yelled, 81 couldn't have believed that
any human being outside of Tophet
could have spelled SO Internally wicked
and maliciously as you have done. You
are whited sepulcher of the most in
famous description to the eye you ap-
pear mild, harmless and even pleasing.
but with a pen in your hand you could
devastate the world, and turn the life of
a saint into one horrid, Grazing night
mare. You are fraud and delusion;
a pitfall and snare; as ungrateful as
Satan, and as much to be dreaded as
the seven plaques. You will grow up
to be a housebreaker and a body
snatcher and nothing but the school
room can save you from the gallows.-
Leave me Clear out Vamoose before
l strangle you Run as fast as you can
for the nearest school-house Study,
day and night, late and early-all the
time and try for heaven S sake with all
your might to overcome the base in
stincts that seem to have been born in
you. Never be caught without your
spelling book, for it is your only saliva
ton. Try hard, prayerfully, and un-
ceasingly, and you may, possibly, by a
hair s-breadth, circumvent the terrible
fate which now seems to be inevitable.
Git and never let me see you again till
you can outspel Webster himself, or l
shall shoot you OH sight.


And this is how it comes that Pulitzer
wants another boy. No bad spoilers
need apply.-ByeaktaSt Table.