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filYE I)S A CALL
Crowded close to the curb of Sixth
avenue In tlw New York shopping din1
trlet sat a beggar man on n rickety
camp stool, lie seemed to' lo 00 years
old, but the noor age rapidly. Ho
might havo been inue.h younger. A
chilly wind went hurrying up the uvo
ntii nnd It Inssod the old man's whlto
hialr about his ears as he tookVlT his
battered hat and laid It appeallngly In
his lap. . ,
On' that side of the thoroughfare the
breeze, and the crowd were moving In
the same direction, and they seemed to
take-about equal liued ot the beggar's
plight, Presently he U-gan to sing an
old time, sentimental ballad In a weak
hut not unmusical voice. The elevated
railroad trains rumbled and roared;
and the electric cars contributed the
Irattlc of their wheels hud tlio whining
vlilr of their motive machinery, but
the beggm was not to bo discouraged
'by a discordant accompaniment or an
iunsynipathctie audience. He sang his
-best despite all.
There was a pretty girl In the crowd
who had an car attuned to everj thing
musical. She recognized some merit in
the beggar's sinking, aid she paused to
fioar him. Xo one else paid the slight
est attention to his music, .and he re
ceived no alms until, just as the song
was done, a robust and ban ' jine
young man dressed In good style ap
proached and put some money Into the
'Heaven bless you, sir!" said the
beggar. "This is 'the first penny I've
had this day."
"Penny V" cried' the young man. "Did
I give you a penny? I thought It wan a
dime!" And he Immediately begau to
llsh for veins lnttho small pocket In Ills
T5ut the beggar hastened to explain
that It wasn't a penny. 'What he had
meant to saywas that no nana t nau a
penny before that.
"Sing another song ns well ,as you
sang the last one and I'll give yoi a
.quarter," said the young man.
Tills colloquy had excited some at-
tcntion, and a sisiro of people were
grouped in front of the beggar as lie
prepared to earn ids fee. lie sang
Jly Old Kentucky Home," and when
he came to the chorus his benefactor
supplied a tenor that was clear nnd
sweet as the note of a Uute.
The duet furnirtlied by this strangely
assorted pair would havo found favor
with a much more critical audience.
but It was prokibly the unusual spec-
tacle rather than the excellence of the
music which lnvpress.ed this knot of
shopping women. The result, in the
beggar's hat, must have been nearly
?2, for the pretty girl who has? been
already mentioned enthusiastically
started the ec31eetloi: with a half.
The .beggar,, evidently realizing that
he had, as the slang phrase goes,
truck a good thing, hastily started
another old time negro melody, and
as ho did so lie looked up nut or the
corner of his eyo at the real cause of
his prosperity, nut tuo young man
seemed to feel that he had attracted
more attention than was ngreeauie,
and he prepared for thght.
At this moment, hovever, he caught
tho eye of the pretty girl, and Its
glance was Dent upon lilm appealing!,
He stopped, hesitated a moment with
flushed face, aud then with aitalr of
good humored recklessness stepped
l Hill 1J --
"PEXXYf DID I 01VE YOU X IXN"XVf"
ibiick to the beggar's side aud onco
Unoro lent the gentle niagle of ulu volco
w i if 1 11
to tho cause of charity. . and had put It Inta the beggar's baud.
Ho got through two versus nnd thou O'Mara, with many words .of grati
fied; but ns ho passed the pretty girl ho tude, picked -up hl3 stool and trudged
received his just reward, for she said away.
"Thank you" very sweetly and just "I hope ho is worthy of your great
loud enough for him to hear. There
was another glance between thoni.
Then ho lifted his hat and hurried
Tho pretty girl floated up tho avenue
with the tide of humanity, which pres
ently swept her into a big dry goods
store. She knew that she had Intended
to make a purchase there, but she
couldu't remember what was tho artl-
cle doulred. The ouly thing slio could
think at was a teuor voice, and If she
had been searching for one In tho stock
of the store her wanderings from
couuter to counter could not havo been
more fruitless. She eveutually left the
place empty handed.
When she got home, the pretty lrl
related the adventure of the beggar to
hor mother, Mrs. Harriet Alston, wld-
W of .tho banker and philanthropist,
who died at Newport two yoarf ago
BY C. W. HOOKE.
last summer. Mrs. Alston remarked
that It must have been well worth see
ing, but she thought her daughter
shouldn't have spoken to the stranger.
"It won't do any harm, molher," re
idled pretty Mistress. jA'me. U a tone
not Quito as cheerful , as her ordinary.
"4 shall never see him again."
It was on Broadway near Grace
church that a few days later Anne Al
ston again encountered the musical
beggar. He wa,s just planting his camp
otool near tht curb. She had a singular
filing of owing hltn soinetliing. nud
Mho walked, hastily up and gavejlilm a
few small, coins.
The olil. .fellow looked dosponueut,
and he wa3 obviously suffering from a
"n would nr. eo nixn or rou. urnn is
oevero cold, for the voice with which
i10 enVe thanks was very hoarse. One
mi-ht havo expected music like a
crow's from him, yet ho began n ballad
Suddenly he tripped In the melody,
and Anne saw that something had
startled him. Following his glance.
she beheld the young tenor eonilng
along Tenth street westward. He saw.
the beggar when within 20 yards of
the Ilroudway corner and seemed to
imvo an Impulse to avoid him. Then,
w KOoil Samaritan, he decided
to pass by on the other side.
, As he came un the beggar stopped
"Well, Mr. O'Mara," said the young
,UiU, cheerily, "how's the luck today:'
"I tad very bad, your honor," re
niwa the beggar. "Ab, I'll never see
the likes of that day on Sixth aveuoo!'
"oil, ves, you will!" was the reply
"Hut. I say, what's tho matter with
"I have the dlvvlo's own cowld on
me ehlst, savin the lady's prlslneo!'
nuswered the beggar as ho laid his
i,un,i ,, ii,,, roi:on 0f his trouble.
yuu oughtn't to bo out in tills
weather." said the young man. drop
f,iu.: ,! pauterlng manner and spent:
iU(. ni a tone of serious concern.
..it mlghtu. ruin his voice forever,'
mUl Miss Alston, so much interested
tn,lt si10 forgot to be conventional.
, really afraid of It," said the
young man, aside to her. "I believe
j-p try to send tho old fellow home for
tonight at leant."
xie turned to the beggar.
"O'Mara." said he. "what'll you take
to go . homo and stay there for two
"I can't do It today, sir," was tho re
ply. "The rent's to bo paid, or out w
"You have a family?" asked Anne.
"A wife and six children, ma'am,
eald he, "the oldest ot tin."
A rather liashy young woman stand
Ing behind O'Mara laughed Irreverent
ly, and the teuor looked somewhat dis
turbed. Hut Anno saw nolhlng ex
traordinary in this statement, and she
looked on tho beggar with greatly In
"Knppose I give you 510," eald she.
"Will you agree not to sing upon the
Street again until youj cold Is betterV
"Heaven bless your kind youu;:
heart!" said the beggar. "Not a foot
will I stir from me own flreside till
Tin well ng'ln, for fl's mo volco that's
nil I'vo got to keep tho wolf from me
Heforo the youu,'; man could' restrain
her thoush ho made a move o do so
she hail taken a $10 bill from her purse
kindness," said the tenor with deep
respect, "but I am afraid
llo paused as If at a loss Just hov
express his doubts.
"Why do you think him undescrv
lug?" asked Anue. '
'I'm afraid," ho replied fjently, "that
he was not telling tho truth just now."
"About his wife nnd children?" said
she. "Indeed he wan. 1 saw his siii-
verity lu his face. I shall Hud out m'dre
about him and scud solue things to his
houso for tho children. Ob, why dldu't
I ask him whore ho lives? You Knuw
his name. .Perhnps you can tell tue
whore to llnd iilm."
Tho tenor hesitated a moment. Then
he Bald earnestly:
"If you will permit me to do no, I
will try toMnvcstlgato this rasa's fi-ase
thoroughly for you." '
"Old Will you?" she cried. "It w,buld
be so kind of you. Tlero Is )uy card.'
Please let. me know about Idin ns soon
as you cau."
In exchange for.licr card he gave her
his, on which she read the name
"I shall expect to see you tomorrow
or the next day at the latest, Mr.
Wayne,'' said slid as they waited for a
car which was to take her home.
lie hesitated for a niomeiit and
seenved very much embarrassed.
"I could write," said he at last. "If It
Un't convenient to have mo call.
"Don't let that disturb you," said
ilie. "You will call on a nuMter of busi
ness, and after we've settled that I
hope you 11 slug for me."
He tried to say something appropri
ate, but could only manage a "Oood
by!" that was like si btishful school
Ou the following afternoon Mr.
Wayne culled upon Miss Alston, and
she received hlui alone In a manner ns
unconventionally friendly as their ear
lier acquaintance had been. Hut no
cordiality of welcome could put Mr.
Wu.uio at ills ease.
"It's a pitiful story I've got td tell
oil." said he.
"About our friend, Mr. O'Mara?"
"Yes; about our friend. Mr. OMnra,
've looked him, up, and lie is entirely
unworthy. In fact, he's n fraud."'
"Isn't he really poor?" she asked.
"Oh, yes. he's poor enough:" . .
"Then why shouldn't I help htm? A
man of his years"
"Ah, there's the point!" said Wayne.
Ue isn't really old. Ilo'o ouly 24,
"Tweiit.v-four! And with a wife and
"No; he hasn't any children, nnd ho
Isn't married. Ills name isn't O Mara
either, nud he's not an lrlshmnn. lie's
Scott Itnrman, n vaudeville performer,
lie nnd his partner had been out of an
engagement for several months, and
their liloney was gone almost to the last,
cent. They had an engagement In sight
but it looked as If they would starve to
death, in tho meantime. At this junc
turn the nartuor a worthless fellow
who 'ought to be something better, for
he comes of; a good family anil was
well brought up and educated-sug
nested this scheme of street beggary
Thej squared matters with the police
in tho usual way and, I understand
have made quite a bit of money."
"That's just too funny for anything:
exclaimed Anno. And she laughed like
a child. "It's a great joke on me! That
fi.ltnw must be dreadfully clever. The
idea of his fooling me in broad day
light! I'm ....lo lie's welcome to my
"I forced him to return it," said
Wayne, drawing the Identical .910. bill
from his pocket. "I was unwilling you
should be robbed in that way.";.
"Itobbed?" she. cried. ."Xot a bit of
it! I've had more1 than the money's
worth, and I'd be very much obliged If
you'd return it to him."
"I can't do that." he protested. "You
see, it's' not only that 'O'Mara' is a
fraud, but there'3 1U3 rascally partner,
"Oh, yes!" exclaimed Atine. "Tell me
about the partner."
"Why, you fece,'"nald he, "the scheme
they made up between them was that
axkp. GAsrKD vov. nr.EATn.
Barman should reprcGcnt a poor old.
man, nnd that while ho was singing to
an unresponsive crowd the -partner
dressed as n gentlemnu In the only good
suit of clothes ho has in the world,
should come along and join In."
"Just as you did," fcald Aline, "Isn
"Yes," said he, looking at her a nio
ment and then letting his head fall for
ward upon his breast; "just un I did."
Anne gasped for breath.
"You, you!" she cried. "You are Xo
t Isn't possible!"
"It Is true," he replied, turning awa
from her. "I am tho concert hall slug
or, Douglass Wayne, a profligate and
rnseal! last of all. a beggar on. tho
street, but not quite all a thief, for
couldn't steal yoUr money. Here It is.
the whole sum, so far as Harmau and 1
Ho laid the mouey on a table and
hurried toward the door.
"Walt! Wait!" she called after 1dm.
"You have done nothing' wrong. Let' us
talk ot this, l'erhups 1 can do some
thing to help you."
"Xo," said he, pausing on the thresh
old, "you don't want to know xvfi, and,
as for helping me, it's enough to havo
seen you far lnore than I deserve to
have been one minute your guest In
your own home. ,Your class and mfiio
are apart and ought to be. Uoodby!"
A week later Wayuo and Hai'man,
tho'eelebrated musical comedy duo. ap
peared at a place of amusement whero
"rollned vaudeville" perennially holds
the boards. Hariumi was dressed ns a
trump nnd Wayuo a dude, in which
character he wore an enormous chrys
anthemum .lu h'.s buttonhole. Ou the
second evening lie. wore a much larger
nnd liner one tho very rarest chrysan
themum la Xev York which had boon
Houi to the stage door In a box. but
there was no visible clew to the Identi
ty of the giver. i
LIKED TO BE ON TIME.
SO Mn. JOBSON TOLD MRS. JOBSON
REdARDINcf THE THEATER.
Atul lu Oooil Wife 1Vn IneoimltU-fr-iiu
12 n (i u kU 1i Tukc ttlm fit ljl't
Weird, Sliieli o IUh DlMfimt mill Uil
iiunllllrd Aiitiixcincttt. ,
"Mrs. .liibson," said Mr. Jobsbn
when lie got home at 4:VA tho other.
r.fterilouii, "just let mo take this' .early
opportunity to remind you ugalti that
we're scheduled to go to the .theater
its evening. It Is my desire nnd pur-
io.se to reach the thentcr In time to
see tho rise ot the curtain on the first
ict. for once in the whole course of
my married life, this evening. .1 waut
o see the beginning of the show, l
as uuublo .to uct aisle s,eats, aud 1
feel unwilling on this particular occa-
Ion to trample .seven or eight unof
fending men arid women underfoot In
rder to reach luy seat just 1-1 minutes
fter tho performance has begun,
hen the orchestra is rendering shlv-
ry fiiuslc am! .the abused and starving
woman with, the diamonds Is narrat-
itlie history of her life. Nor do I
feel, resigned .this evening to the spec
tacle of, your completing your toilet
on thp street after we start. Just see
y.ou can't tog out In time for us to
mako the break for tho cars some-.
where. In the neighborhood ot r.JO,
aird you'll do mo a favor." i
Mrs. Jubson smiled and supeniuenii-
ed the setting of the table. Tho dlnner
assed off quietly. After dinner Mr.
.Tobson settled himself in his easy ebair
nd buried himself in The Star. Dark
ness began to creep ou apace, aa mo
lady novelists put it. nnd hb lllumi-,
nalcd the house. When he finished
The Star, he picked up tho copy of
David Haruni" that Mrs. .Tobson had
been reading and plunged into it.
This Is tho stuff they ve been mak
ing such n row about,1' muttered Mr.
.Tobson to himself when he sat down
Willi the book, nnd In less than eight
minutes he had read 12 pages of It nnd
i.ad forgotten his' name and number.
Mrs. Jobsou liad- disappeared up stairs
some tlmo previously, but he didn't
even hear, Her moving about. In her
dressing rpohii After awhile, howev
er, she called hlui.
"It's getting late." she said. "Aren t
you going to begin to dress?"
"Uh huh." replied Mr. .lonson, turn
ing. over a page. Ho had only an indis
tinct idea. of what she was saying,
Ten minutes later she caned to mm
"I am pretty nearly ready," she said,
".mil it's 7:0. Arcn t you going to
change your clothes?"
"Unwu. lib huh," answered mi'. jou
son, unconsciously oiggmg imu
Docket aud pulling out another cigar
which ho didn't light, but chewed pn.
He was too much engrossed with the
At 7:25 Mrs. .Tobson tripped down
stairs all ready. EYdn her gloves Were
"Well?" said she, smiling at Mr.
Jobsdu. .. . .
Huh?" ho Inquired,, looking up at
her. "Where are you going .'
"It seems to mo that wo had Intend
ed attendlug some theatrical pertorm-
auco this evening, had wo noU
.Mr. .Tobson surveyed her in a mystl'
fled way and then pulled out his watcli
"By jlug, I believe there was sonie
thing said about the theater this oven
lng!" he exclaimed. "How's It happen1
that you're all ready? And why didn't
you just tip mo off, by tho way, that it
was time for mo to be getting arrayed
lu purple ami fine linen
"I called you several times," saw
Ho laid tho book down nnd regarded
"Called mo several times, ho?" said
he skeptically. "Mrs. Jobson, 1 dou'
claim to bo getting any younger, like
some peoplo-l know, but it's simply "bitt
of the question for you to-uttempt to
inhke me believe that I'm as deaf as a
post. Don't you suppose-1 could hnve
heard you If you had leaned over the-
banisters, nnd talked above a whisper
Hut I see through your little gilmo,
Just because I happened to remipd yoil
this afternoon that it would be a good
scheme for you to be ready ou time you
figured that It would bo funny to sneak
ui stairs at about 50. walk around ou
tiptoe while you. fl.vod dp nnd permit
me to doze off In iuy chair here, just
so's you could have It ou mo about not
belug reudy myself. S'pose you thought
that was a really subtle scheme aud
hard to see through, bey?"
And ho wont muttering up stairs to
get ready. He found tho buttons all
placed In his shirt and everything laid
out on the chairs, but still he muttered.
Mrs. Jobsou didn't stand in the hall
and shout up to hlui, "Hey, there, are
you going to bo all night getting those
duds on?" as Mr. Jobson would have
dono under reversed circumstances.
At S:20 ho clomped down stairs with
his tie very much mussed and at one
side, his hair parted In several different
places and with the sanguinary marks
of several cuts he had lulllcted upon
himself lu shaving still showing quite
prominoutlj'. They reached the theater
at 8:40, aud seven persons hail to stand
to let them pass to their seaK Mr.
Jobson sat nnd watched tho remainder'
of the play In gloomy silence. He didn't
say a word on the way home. As he
got a bee l!uo ou tho bed. with his hand
on the gas key, preparatory to putting
out tbe lights, however, lie addressed
"Mrsl Jobson, a joke's a joke, but a
put up job Is a different sort of proposi
tion. You weren't cut out for a light
comedienne. TJio next time yon feel
Incliued'to be funny just count tip to
181 nnd take seven steps to the rear.
That'll give you a chance to decide to
pass' up your elephantine manifesta
tions of humor. By the tlmo you learn
your limitations you arc liable not to
.lmve auy husband, nnd lie wou't be In
Oak ruil clther."-WusliiDgton Star.
Tlio. Snlefcln"rfj-A rtofunncc.
"Yus, I'm in tho neelitlb department
now. I like It ever so much butte'r
than selllug rlbbous. Men are so mucli
easier to su.lt than women. All you've
got' to do Is smite n thein and you can
sell them any old thing. The wdmoii
will linger over the whole stock nnd
not buy 10 cents' worth Just its If li
lady had uothlug to do but show goods.
Besides,' I don't lll;o tho floorwalker
lu the ribbon department. The ouq
We've got now Is lovely. UIs unmo Is
l'crkius Horatio l'crklns and he's
just us swell. . ,
"And, say, can you keep a secret7,
lie's you won't tell a sold? well, he's
lu love with me. Xo, he hasn't said so.
jet, but 1 can tell by the way he looks'
i.t me never takes bis eyes otr mo
from morning till ulght. Ile' jealous,
too, and that's a s.ure sign. You ought
to've seen hlui yesterday when lleorgo
came in to Invito Hie to tho bill post
er's bnll. George-he's my old stendj',
you know well, he nnd I was standing
'there talking .when Horatio I mean
Mr. I'crkius-camo along. He gave mq
un awful ller,co look, but 1 never lot
on that I scou hlui, but just kept right
on talking. , ,
"Then ho sttpped right up to mo ana
5ays, his voice iiulvcrlng with suppress- .
cfl emotion, hp says: 'Miss HoUinsou,,
hp. says, .'are J'ou aware that there aro
half' a dozen customers waiting for 4
j,"I know be only said that so as not
to betray Ids real feelings, because
when I turned around there wasn't any.
Ix customers there at all. There was
only four." Now York Journal.
i, A ttow n( lie Slio-.v. . ,
The lord mayor's show Is an annual
thonio for the newspapers. or little
cau.be said about It that has not been
said again and again. It costs about
2,000, the banquet from 2,000 to 3,-
000. The show has sunk during tho
century td borrowing some of Its splen
dors from the "propci'ty man." There
by hangs a talc. .
A certain lord mayor hired from tho
Surrey theater two suits of armor,
brass and steel, with ii couplcoH su
perq to go inside them. The manager
of tho Surrey stipulated, by tho, way,
that the steel armor should not bo
used If thd day bo a .wet or a foggy
one. After the snow, tue men in armor
wore taken , lo thei Uutldhall. remain
ing there several-.hours without food.'1
Xo oue, It appears, was able to rid
them of (heir Ironmongery.
Wine was given them, nnd tho man
of brass became intoxicated. The by-'
standers, thluklug If ho fell about that
ho would Injure others as well as him-:
self, tried to eject him. But ho show--ed
tight, and, to add to their further
dismay, his companiun lu arms jolued
him. They wore overcome at last only,
by sheer weight of numbers. Then
tho maker of the armor was scut for.
lie oveutunlly succeeded In freeing tha
men, who wore lu danger of being
stifled by the weight of tholr equip'
ment. Good Words. i
So many people suffer from Insomnia
nowadays that It Is a wonder they do
not adopt tho time honored custom ot
French kings and indeed of our an
cestors generally, the "cu cas" by. tho'
bedside, the me.1l of fruit or bread and
cold chicken, put ready in case of
wakefulness. Many a merry llttlo meal
might be eatou In the middle of the
night, when thoughts crowd on tho
mind nnd care sits heavy. It Is the'
wakeful digestion that claims its duo
aud clamors to be fed. Our forofav
thera were wise, and many a huntec
after old furniture knows the quaint
little cupboard with a grated door
which served for tho night meal and la
now sometimes labeled a cheese cup
board. A bedside book Is of no use
when the pangs of hunger mnko for'
mastery, but with a book and a.
"snack" oue can contrive to pass
some pleasant hours, even when sleep
does not 'touch one's eyelids and tho'
sweet boon of unconsciousness evades
ono'o grasp. Xew York Times.
'I'lit-y Don't lvnoiv Tfarvca.
Those who know the Chinese best
have beeu particularly struck with'
their absence of nerves. Tho foreigner
ildgcts, the native sits still; balmy
sleep, especially hi ,h0t Weather, will
resist tho foreigner',, sweetest wooing.
while to the native Tying on a heap of
stones or across tho bars of a wheel
barrow she comes as a matter ot
course; Ave uced conslaut change and'
variety, they would llnd contentment
and rest on the treadmill.
"It would be easy," says Mr. Smith,
"to raise In Chluu an army of 1,000,000
meu-nay, 10,000,000-tested by com-
potltlvo examluatloil as to f lfelr capaci
ty to go t sleep acrojs three wheel
barrows, with heads downward, like a
spider, their mouths wide open aud u
From which it la evident, eays Tho
North China Herald, that lu a erusadu
agaiust uolso wo can' hope for no as
sistance from our native fellow towns
men, but lustcad a great amount of
vis luertlae, If not positive opposition,
A C'h'iiioae lllcj-.
Two Irishmen stood at Gates avenuo
aud Bedford utreet discusslug a ChP
no.se laundry sign.'
"Kin ye say It, Bat?" ''' . .-'
"There. Don't yo tay It?"
, "Oh, Oi do now." ' ' ,
"Well, they 'say a Chinaman's furst'"
uamo is his' last name. Ddyo blave it. '"
. "Thou rado It backward," ' ' J
"But rado It furrud fu.-st, nu it spclla
-Leo Dew." '
"But rado It backward, man."
"D-e-w, Do; Tjo-e. he Dooley."
"ltolght yo r.ro, Bat, an Dooley. Is
folne old Irish name, but It's the fursi":
tolnie lu me lolfu Oi Ivor heord of a Chi'' '..
,ncse with an Olrlsli name. Jle'oughtUiK ft'iiW,
' J 1