GOT TO STAND IT.
On one of the hottest corners of Woodward avenue at high noon yesterday, a small boy with a boot-black’s kit eat under the full blaze of a sun pouring down for all it was worth. The boy perspired, roasted, blistered, and almost melted, but be had stuck there for half an hour, when a lady passing by halted and said; “Little boy, aren’t you afraid of being sunstruck ?” “ Yes, ma’am,” was the prompt reply. “ Then why don’t you get into the shade ?” “ I can’t.” “ Did anyone tell you to wait here ?” <• No, marm, but I’m doing it on my own hook. It’s awful hot and I’m most dead, but I’ve got to stand it.” She looked to see if he was tied, and was about to go on and regard him as the son of a brutal father iu a saloon around the corner, when the lad explained : “ There he is now ! That boy up there is the chap I was wailing for, and I had to sit out here to sea him when he turned the corner. He’s the feller that called my sister a poke-eyed rabbit, and I’m going to jump in on him and lick him most to death ! I wish you’d hold my box so I can get the bulge on him afore he suspects anything.
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Globe, Volume XXII, Issue 2128, 18 December 1880, Page 3
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224GOT TO STAND IT. Globe, Volume XXII, Issue 2128, 18 December 1880, Page 3
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