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The Factory Boy
The Factory Boy
"Trust in the Lord and do good… and verily thou shalt be fed."
David.
CHAPTER I.
THE SILVER DOLLAR
AKE a cup of porridge, Johnny, dear. It's too cold to go to work without something warm."
Johnny looked in the bowl which stood on the hearth, near a few smouldering brands, and shook his head as he answered, – "I'm not very hungry, mother. There's only enough for you and Ella." Then without another word he hurried away, for the factory bell was ringing; and he knew that he must not be late.
Poor little Johnny! How he shivered as he shuffled along that frosty December morning! He could not pick up his feet, as the boys say, and run; for his shoes were much too large for him, and the heels were so worn that it was only by shuffling that he could keep them on his feet. He had scarce a quarter of a mile to go; but cold and hungry as the child was, it seemed a long way to him. He could not help wishing he were a baby like Ella, and could lie in bed all day, with his dead father's coat thrown over him to keep him warm.
It was early yet; and few people were stirring except the men, women, and children who were hurrying to enter the factory before the bell ceased to toll. Johnny hurried, too, for he remembered the scolding he had received the day before for being five minutes too late, and was just crossing the railroad track when his toe hit against something, which he stooped to pick up.
It was a silver dollar; but he did not know it. He had never seen one. He thought it was a temperance medal, like what he had seen strung around the boys' necks.
His eyes shone with pleasure; he had often wished for a medal, and he determined that when he reached the factory he would thread a piece of yarn through the hole and wear it outside his jacket.
The place where Johnny worked was a stocking factory. His part was to wind the skeins of yarn upon the long spools, from which the men and large boys wove it into stockings.
He had forgotten about his hunger now, and was tying a knot in the string he had put through the dollar, when a young woman came toward him.
"What are you doing?" she asked.
He held up the medal, saying, eagerly, "I found it."