Ashtabula telegraph. (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1874-1880, 1876-12-22
..en WEST. YOUNG mAN.,,
4 Youthful AspIrant Looking for &
Place to Grow up With.

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The other day. while was seated in the
Kennard House, Cleveland, waiting for
supper and train time, the omnibus backed
up to the door, the porter ran out and a
boy about thirteen years old descended
from the vehicle with an aiH Of cOnsldera-
ble importance. He handed his old satchel
to the porter and walked down to the office
without looking to the right or lett, HIS
shoes were old and worn, his garments were
coarse and i'll fitting, his hair was long ana
uneven, and as he halted before the stove
for a moment to warm his hands he pulled
out half-consumed cigar from his pOcHet
and lighted it.
The porter came along at slow pace, a
look of disgust on his face, and as he reach
ed the stove, dropped the way-worn satchel
at the boys feet.
Here! you look out!' exclaimed the
lad. ''That sachel contains wealth, and
voUf-61 better be a leetle harmonious in
handling it. Is KenndFa st home?"
The porter gasped for breath and pointed
to the clerk behind the desk.
The boy walked up to the register, pick
ed up pen and labOriously wrote, ''Jim
on his elbow he remarked to the clerk:
''Seventy-fve cents, replied the clerk,
after looking him over.
''Whew! but that is hard pan, that is!
After fellow has been putting up at the
Fifth Avenue for a year these Western
prices knock him down. Only seventy-fve
cents, eh? Can you change dollar bill?''
The clerk handed him back two shil-
Engs, and the boy -relighted his stub, walk
ed back to where the porter had taken
seat, and in tone of reprOaeh observed:
There's that ere sachel right where you
dropped it. You leave it there and let it
get stolen if you want this house sued for
$50, 900 damages,
The porter hesitated a little and finally
took the sachel to the cloak room and pro-
cured check.
''That's more like bizze-te-business. re-
marked Jim, as he pOcketed the check
''You probably thought | was some one
horse member of the Legislature from some
scrub town counties, but that's where you
got left. Twenty minutes to supper. ehY'
Well-yOu find me one of the daily pa
pers."
Jim sat down neart the stove, and the por-
ter, laboring under some magnetic influ-
ence, hunted up paper and handed II 20
him.
happened to sit next to the boy at sup
per. He gave his napkin a critical eXami-
nation, scanned the tablespread, ana When
the waiter came along to him James re-
marked;
ssOvsters fried in erums, milk toast, green
taa a billed EGG. hot biscuit, and you want
to inmp ms If Goldfish was forty cents
pound and the market rising.
The waiter didn't jump. He moved OFF at
slow pace.
I'm fix him!" whispered the boy in
confidential way. ''ie probably owns
brown stone front on some high toned
street. I'll buy the next house to him, tear
it down, but up boiler shop and | II ham
mer Texas out Of his peace and harmony.
Jim seemed to have an affection for fried
oysters. As he lifted up the thenth one
and dropped it behind his teeth, he turned
to me and said,
Fair to medium; but yet sigh for the
bivalyes of the st. Nicholas. It's Gurus.
isn't it, how feller will get used to one
race of OystersT
| While the waiter was absent after sec
ond cup of tea, the boy had a struggle
| with himself as to whether he had better
leave shinplaSter beside his plate. heard
him saying to himself;
"Of course it would look kind o styllsh
and unique to put down two shulngs lot
that fawning sycophant to pick up, but l
am not on the unique Just now. 1 IN look
ing for land, and land costs money,
I met him again on the train. He was
asking me if knew Of lively town In the
West where go ahead boy about his size
could commence at the foot OF the ladder
and grow up, when the conductor came
along and called for tickets.
"Half fare, of course, replied Jim, ss
felt in his pockets.
''Full ticket" said the cor
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