Won by His Wits.
The persistency of a street urchin who wishes to earn money is sometimes annoying, but generally excusable. Now and then it becomes amusing and almost irresistible. " Say, mister, do you want your bag carried?" asked such a boy, running after a man who was hurrying along the street, cvi- ! dently bound for the railway station. "N0,. 1 don't," answ'xed the man, a little sharply. " I'll carry it aY .a way for a penny," persisted tho boy. ' "I tell you J d. n't want it carried," said the man, quickening his pace. " Dou't you?" ssid the boy, breaking into a trot to keep abreast of his victim. "No, I don't," said the man, glancing fiercely at his small toi-mentor. " Well, then, mi&ter," said the urchin, with an expression of anxious and innocent inquiry on his round, dirty face, " what are you carrying it for? Why don't you set it clown?" In spite of himself, the man's mouth twitched, and with a "There, take it!" he passed over the bag to his persistent companion, who staggered rapidly along without another word, until the station was reached, I where he received 2d with a beaming emile.
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Otago Witness, Issue 2397, 8 February 1900, Page 67
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197Won by His Wits. Otago Witness, Issue 2397, 8 February 1900, Page 67
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