Joe the Hotel Boy; Or, Winning out by Pluck
arties from the hotel. All whom he served were pleased with him and treate
the week Ned Talma
o join the folks o
ave a good time,"
oe. By the way, you are nicel
I am thank
work for, so I have been told
ong as the wo
mething else to do, after
k his departure. It was to be a long time
el, but that evening, when he was cleaning out his boat,
t's took my job from me,
who had been discharged for drinking. Even now the boatm
nybody's job from
owled Cullum. "It a
ot reply, but went on
er!" went on the tipsy b
stance," said Joe, sharply. "Mr. Mallison dischar
stwise, I don't dri
t thing in the world for you if y
u preach to me,
eave me
rom me an' I'm going
said Joe, his eyes flashing. "Leave
wanted to hit Joe on the nose, but the boy dodged wit
d the half-intoxicated man, as he rose slow
try to strik
athered himself for another blow. By this time a sm
going to fig
most k
Joe. But the boy dodged again and put
me alone?" asked
Cullum. "Somebody give m
blow at Joe's head. For a third time our hero dodged, but th
d of the dock and Sam Cullum followed. Then, of a sudden the boy ducked under the man
score one
ool Sam Cull
standing by, who had witnessed the quarrel from the beginning.
t up in the shallows. The lake at that point was not over
wed. "Save me! I do
t will do you good!" said
u'll be all righ
und the side of the dock to the shore. A crowd f
the intoxicated one, and shuffled o
deserved," said one of
o square up another ti
n't take water
attacks me I'll do the bes
a long time. It's a wonder to me that
It isn't so easy to get new help
is t
t that Cullum had gotten into a row with his wife and some of her relatives that night and was under
ht," said the man who
e hard on
it is
ey any c
seven and three
hey we
washing, but now she has to stay at home to take care of the baby. Sam
relatives c
poor as she is, and one of them is just g
the Cull
t far from the water tower.
inking, and that evening, after his work was over, he took a
eral broken-out windows. He looked in at one of the windows and by the light of a smoking kerosene lamp beheld a woman in a rocking-chair,
bread," one of the l
the morning, Johnny,
" whimpered the you
o," put in anot
aven't it," said the mother, with a deep sig
ome home?" asked
," faltered the mother. "Now all be still, a
the sight any longer Joe withdrew. Up the Alley
a pound of cheese, and some smoked beef, and a po
up, and with his arms full he ran bac
" asked Mrs. C
ries for you!" cried
d the boy of seven.
me from one of
just what you lik
come from?" as
wered Joe. "It'
ery tha
ome bread, can't w
the mother, and placing the sleeping baby on a bed, sh