The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1874-11-04

Sidney coster had the day Decor'
been he richest CT al that wealthy
circle Of which they were he repre-
sentatives
"Yes, ruined
aBut l do not understand x Us
ter said Ha-tston.
II suppose not
II do not csn1es realize =
persisted Hsrtstcn
aYou would II yea ssre p ~
place replied Sidasy essrec
"How did Il h2pp~n-glsase tx
plain. said HsrtSsoa hgAsseg . RES
cigar. However mech CIR E<at
nav lose, il seldom interseres
with our pleasures in this wori1
simply and naturally snoage
repliea Coster. 6sc1ining with = wave
Of bis hand the profeTed cigar. =.
/ must give up that luxury rev ; !
have no money 70 spend "a cigars
7 trusted my mOaey TO my ceee
who. bv the way ; IS the best seisov
in the world, and he lost It al 81
me; that's all.
Il am amazed at your eooi1ess
said Ralph.
"No use fretting about i now
that won't mend the matter, or make
it any better"
"Tbat's true enough but very bard
10 practice, / imagine How did
vour uncle. who, BY the way, ]
Should call a very sharp fellow, If be
had lost al nay fortune for me, lose
ali this money! Large sum ] be-
lieve ?"
"Cool hundred and fifty thousand, p
replied Coster as composedly as il
the sums were but the same number
of cents, or belonged to some one
else.
"And be lost itl"
Eyes, that's just it-speculating,"
interrupted Sidney, as bis friend
glanced inquirinely al him.
"And you, Sidney, what will you
r
why 90 to work, Of course
What else is there to do?"
work Sidney Coster at work.
He the daintiest and most wealthy
a~ristocrat of us all, at work v by
the idea is preposterous and absurd
The sneeriDg laugh which follow.
ed these words nettled his listener.
and reused all the manhood within
him.
"And why shouldn't I work-ol
you either, for that matter? Goo
intended that all his creatures should
cam their bread, and because ",
have always lived and grown in tbs
sun Of pleasure, and eaten the breaC
o. idleness, is it any reason why WI
always should /? Out upon such ideas
! sayi and away with this falls
pride, that will permit a gentleman
to swindle, lie, gamble and steal, ant
not lower himself; but aliases him Il
the dust if be dares to honestly carr
his living. It's all wrong, / win no
be bound by i'll"
He showed by bis earnest lool
that be meant it, every word. Harris
ton was aghast at such leveling ideas
and said:
Just as you please, Of course
Coster. You are your own master
But, OF course, II you choose to pu
yourself down in the dirt, you won
expect your friends 70 come down t,
the same level. / for one would
never think of associating with (
man who worked for a living"
Sidney Coster's lip curled in con,
tempt Of such a character. Hlrtstor
continued:
why don't you go ahead, old fel
low, and marry some rich girl? Yor
are a goodlooking fellow and nigh
very easily do it."
What an honorable thing tina
would be, wouldn't it? / woul,
rather starve than thus degrade my
self and deceive a woman !"
"As you please. Good-dayl" An
n "friendn was gone
Coster looked after him a moment
and in spite Of his brave words be fel
bitter against the fate that had mad,
him a poor man. It was a pleasan
life, this that be had been leading
and it was hard to give it up.
The next thing to do was to searcl
for employment. He possessed moth
ing in the world but his clothes anC
a small amount Of jewelry-relics o
his former butterfly existence-and q
heart full of courage. He did no
know how TO work, had never at
tempted even the slightest details o
business, but he set ~resolutely abou
the task before him.
BE walked the city for DAYS AM
days, but all in vain. No one want
ed him. There were plenty of stu.
a%tions, but when his qualification
we're asked he was forced to tell thl
miserable truth and confess that b.
knew just-nothing. How bitterly
he regretted now, in his hour o
need, that be mad not spent thl
hours which be had wasted in &C
curing his accomplishments, il
learning something that would he'll
him in his strait. Regrets were use
less, and be went steadily forward
upon the hard path Of duty.
At last he lost all hopes Of fnd.
ing employment in the city, ant
turned bis face toward the spreading
fields, and shady groves, and content
ed, peace homes of Gods own land
the country. He did not know wha-
be should do there be had not a
friend in the wide world, be thought
who cared whether be lived or died
Where his unele-the unhappy cause
Of his misfortune-had gone be die
not know. He only knew he wa:
alone, tired, ard heart sick, and dis
couraged, turning with a longing
heart from the hot and dusty eity
streets, TO the fresh, green meadow
of the country.
He went. For two days be tramp
ed slowly along, sick in mind and il
body. He had tried again and agair
to find employment as be cam,
along, but still the same ~helplessnes
Of ignorance was his bane barrier
BE was sick, very sick, and knew no
where be might lay bis weary head
At last be fell, and new no more.
After the long blank and darkness
he had a dreamy q of a pleasan,