Logan Republican | 1915-12-30 | Page 8 | His Children's Work

His Children's Work. Ho was cortalnly a very poor specimen speci-men of humanity, and, so far as could bo soon, was certainly a llttlng recipient recip-ient of tho pennies dropped Into his box. by tho charltablo-mlndod. Day after af-ter day no 3at there, nono knowing or caring how ho managed tho Journey to and from his residenco, in whatever part of tho town that might bo, without with-out an ncctdent. "What Drought you to this, my poor fellow?" Inquired a lady of a rathor moro practical turn of mind than many. "My children, ma'am,' ropliod tho follow, with a pitiful groan. Dropping somo coins into tho box, tho lady passed on, with a remark to her companion as to what soma children nro responsible for. A bystander, who overheard tho remark, asked him tho ages of his children "The oldest la twolve, and thoro are. four others, ' roplled tho knavo. "Thon you rascal, how could thoy bring you to this?" "In a handcart, tho same as thoy take mo away," was tho aolf-sat-isflcd response.