THE BOY PHILANTHROPIST.
Ho was a boy with nineteen cents in his fist. He counted the moiit<y at the corner of Woodward avenue and Congress street, again at the corner of Jefferson avenue, and once more on G-riswold street, and there was no more nor less. He was a boy who wanted to do good with his money. His heart was chuck-full of philanthropy, and contained not one grain of selfishness. His first was to buy nineteen barrels of f-our for nineteen poor tvnd worthy widows, but after figuring a little he found that he couldn't do it. Then he got the idea that he might offer a gold medal as a prize to the Woodward avenue car driver who should drive his car the nearest to one mile in an hour, but he replied that some would drive in an hour and thirty minutes, some a second slower or a second uyftjer., and the strife might result in the death of three or four horses. '\ think I'll como right down to jawbreakers to once,' he said as he sat down in a doorway. 'I kin buy nineteen jawbreakers and make nineteen boys happy, including xuyself. Jim ! Jim ! ' Jim came down the. corner, and the philanthropist ydd :. 'Jim, if you had, nineteen jawbreakers wb.at would you, do with 'em '■■.' 'liit every durned one in forty seconds by tl\o watch j' was the prompt reply. ' Sam ! Sam !' culled the philanthropist to a boot-black aorosß the way. The shiner came over and was asked ' Would one jawbreaker'make you happy ?' ' Fur jist about ten seconds,' answered Sam. The philanthropist them, and as he neared a,"" candy store ho mused j <•<>•< ( i figgor that one jawbreaker will make mo happy for half an hour, and that nineteen jawbreakers will last me nineteen days. By giving them away all happiness is goiio in ten seconds, and all jawbreakers are gone in forty. Isn't it better for me to eat the hull nineteen ? Would this world be any to-morrow if I sowed eighteen jawbreakers broadcast ? Casting broad, an tRe waters is all right, 'causa bread won t sink, but one o'. them jawbreakers' goes right to the bottom like a hunkV lead,,' He entered the store, shelled out his ohan«e, and said : ' CHmme the worth o* this in jawbreakers, and please do up the package q,ft it 'i! look as if I w»s carryiug horn?, old codfish ! '
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Globe, Volume IX, Issue 1264, 6 April 1878, Page 3
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401THE BOY PHILANTHROPIST. Globe, Volume IX, Issue 1264, 6 April 1878, Page 3
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