HERE'S THE BOY FOR YOU.
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A little boy seven years old, the son of a
notorious drunkard in this city, bids fair to be
older and wiser than his father. The poverty
and misery brought upon this family by the
detestable traffic in ardent spirits, made it ne
cessary that the proper authority should order
them to be taken to the poor-house. This
little urchin, one of the family, having some
thing of the singed cat about him, is deter
mined he will not go except by muscular force.
Said he the other day. "I'm not going to be
punished in this way because my father gets
drunk-that's not my fault. can work here
as we'll as can at the poor-house, and earn
my living tool aoon't go to the poor-house.
Well done my little fellow, good spunk. You
ought to be the father and protector of that
suffering little group at your house, if this is
your grit. Don't be discouraged, you shall
have work. There is hardly man or woman
in this city, but who, if they knew all about
it, would do their best to give you chance
to keep out of the poor-house. We must see
something about this affair.-Uica Washing
tonian Ne,os.