It was on the third floor of a tall, shabby brick house, not far from the Chicago and Alton depot3. Tim had been there before, and didn't require directions. He ascended4 the rickety staircase, nearly treading on two dirty faced children belonging to a neighbor of Peggy's, who were playing on the landing. As a third child, older, made her appearance, Tim stopped long enough to inquire, "Is Peggy at home?"
"Yes," answered the girl. "She's home, but, oh my, ain't she tight!"
"That's nothin' new," said Tim, composedly.
He knocked at Peggy's door, and receiving no answer, opened it.
The old woman had thrown herself on a truckle bed at one corner of the room, and was breathing noisily with her eyes half closed.
"Is it you, Johnny!" she asked, without turning her head.
"No, it's me!"
"Who's me?"
"Tim Roach."
"What do you want?"
"I've just seed Johnny, Peggy."
"Has he sold many matches? Where is he?"
"I seed him in an eatin' house. He was eatin' a bully5 dinner."
"What!" exclaimed Peggy, now thoroughly6 roused, raising herself on her elbow. "What's that you say, Tim Roach?"
Tim, quite enjoying the commotion7 he had raised, repeated his information.
"So he's spendin' my money in fillin' his stomach, the little wretch8!" exclaimed Peggy. "That's why he brings home so little money. The ungrateful little imp9 that I've slaved and slaved for these last six years, takin' advantage of a poor old woman when her back's turned! Where was it, Tim, dear?"
Tim mentioned the restaurant.
"And what was he eatin', Tim?"
"He ordered a cup o' coffee and beefsteak—I don't know what else he had."
"I'll learn him to chate and decave me!" said the old woman, angrily. "He only brought home twenty-five cents yesterday, and I takin' care of him, and buyin' him close and vittles."
"I guess he buys some dinner every day," said Tim.
"And I never to suspect it! Tim, dear, you're a good boy to come and tell me. You wouldn't treat your best friend that way?"
"No, I wouldn't!" said Tim, virtuously10. "What are you goin' to do to him, Peggy?"
"Where's my stick, Tim? Do you see it anywhere?"
"No, I don't," answered Tim, after a search.
"Some of them children downstairs must have carried it off."
"I can buy you a cane12 for ten cents."
"And where would the ten cents come from I would like to know. I'll bate13 him wid my fists, the ongrateful young kid."
"What are you goin' to give me for tellin' you, Peggy?" asked Tim.
"I'll give you a penny the next time I see you," said Peggy, vaguely14.
"That isn't enough. Give me a nickel to buy a glass of beer?"
"I haven't got it, Tim. I wish I had, for I'm awful dhry myself."
"I wouldn't have come all the way to tell you if I'd know'd that," said Tim, discontentedly.
Just then a noise was heard on the stairs, and Tim, opening the door wider, looked out.
"Here's Johnny now, Peggy!" he said in excitement.
"Come home the middle of the afternoon, too, the young rascal15!" ejaculated the old woman. "I'll fix him!"
"So here you are, you young——," commenced Peggy, as Johnny made his appearance, but the threat with which she was about to conclude, died in the utterance16, when she saw that Johnny was closely followed by a tall man of middle age.
"Who are you, sir?" she asked irritably17, "and what brings you here? If you're the agent, I haven't got any money for you."
"Don't you remember me, Peggy?" asked Lyman, sinking with rare courage into a chair which cracked under his weight.
"No, sir, I don't. If I had my glasses, perhaps——"
"I see you've got company, Peggy," continued Lyman, with a significant look at Tim. "I would like to speak to you alone. It'll be to your advantage, mind," he added, detecting a suspicious look on the old woman's face. "Just send the two boys out to play, and we'll speak together."
"First, hand over what money you've got, Jack18," said Peggy. "I ain't goin' to have you wastin' it outside. Let me see your matches! How many boxes did you sell?"
"Five," answered Johnny.
"Only five!" exclaimed the old woman, holding up her hands. "You were playin' in the strates, I'll be bound!"
"No, I wasn't, Aunt Peggy. I tried to sell more, but——"
"Oh, yes, I understand! And you'd done so well you thought you'd buy yourself a dinner off my money. Come here and let me shake you!"
"Tim told you!" said the little boy, with a reproachful look at his betrayer.
"Yes, he told me, and he was a good bye for doin' it."
"He said he'd tell if I didn't buy him some, too."
"Is that threu?" asked Peggy.
"Hark to him!" said Tim, with virtuous11 indignation. "It's a lie, and he knows it."
"Did you spend all the money, Jack?" demanded Peggy. "If you did——"
"But I didn't, Aunt Peggy. Some good people gave me some money, and——"
"It was for me, then. How dared you spind it?"
"I've brought most of it home, Peggy. See here!" and Johnny took out a handful of small silver coins and pennies, and poured them into the old woman's lap.
Peggy was agreeably surprised. She saw that there was nearly a dollar, much more than Johnny generally brought home, and it put her in a good humor.
"You've done well, Jack!" she said. "I won't grudge19 the money you spent for a bit of dinner. Now go out and play wid Tim."
"I don't want to play with him. He told on me."
"My lad," said Lyman, "can't you bring a bottle of beer for your good aunt and myself. Here's money; you can bring back the change."
"You go, Jack, for the gentleman," said Peggy, quite restored to good humor. "I don't mind sayin' that my throat is just parched20 with bein' so dhry."
Johnny went out, and soon returned, for he had not far to go. In spite of his company being so unwelcome, Tim went and returned with him.
"Won't you give me a little, Peggy," he asked.
"No, I won't. You wanted Jack to trate you on my money. Now clear out, and never let me see your ugly face here ag'in."
"That's the thanks I get for tellin' you!" complained Tim. "And after runnin' myself out of breath, too!"
"Clear out wid you! And you, Jack, go back and see if you can't sell some more matches. It's only the middle of the afternoon, and there's plenty of time before sunset to sell half-a-dozen boxes."
Johnny obeyed, not unwillingly21, for he was not partial to home, nor did he enjoy Peggy's company. Tim accompanied him, but Johnny, gentle as he was, refused to have anything to say to him. Tim felt that he was badly treated. Johnny turned his back on him, and Peggy had utterly22 failed to acknowledge the service he had rendered her. Tim was of opinion that it was a cold world, and that there was little encouragement to be virtuous.
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