THE DRUNKARD's BOY.
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81 won't play marbles with YOU no longer
your dads drunkard, and don't care whether
you ever have any TO play with or not; Won
shan't have any of mine any how,o were the
angry EXPLANATIONS of well dressed comelv
lad, upon the sidewalk few days since, to a
poor ragged, forsaken looking boy, who seem
ed 10 be begging for a single marble, that he
might play by himself if no one would play
with him.


Never mind john" said an open hearted
generous looking boy, '1'll give you two mar
PIES; and think that if Ben gave you all the
marbles he's got, and all the fine duds too. he'd
look better because if his dad did not take all
your pas money for liquor, you might have
plenty, of marbles. Don't cry John if you
ire drunkard's boy, he's RumseIler's son.
Ind that's a good deal worse,