The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1877-03-16
GO WEST, YOUNG HAN.


his old satchel to the porter and walked
down to the office without looking to
the right or left. His shoes were old
and worn, his hair was long and uneven,
and as he halted before the stove for
minute to warm his hands he pulled out
a haltconsumed cigar from his pocket
and lighted it.
The pc rter came along at a slow pace,
a look of disgust on his face, and as he |
reached the stove he dropped the way
worn satchel at the boys feet.
"Here! you look Out!' exclaimed |
the lad. ss'rhat there satchel contains
wealth, and you'd better be little har-
monious in handling it. Is kcnnard at
home ?'
The porter gasped for breath ard
pointed TO the clerk behind the desk.
The boy walked mp to the register
picked up pen and laboriously wrote
| isJim rite, from New York" Wiping
off the pen on his eyebrow he remarked
to the clerk:
sSupper for one is how mucl, ?''
'sSeventy-fivc cents,'' replied the
/ clerk, after looking him over.
'tWhew! but that's hard pan, that
| is! After a fellow has been putting tp
at the Fifth Avenue for q year these
| Western prices knock him down. Only
seventy-tiSe cents, ELI Can you change
q dollar bill ?''
The clerk handed him back two
slliilings, and the bay Telighted hrs stub,
walked back to where the porter had
taken seat, and in tone of reproach
| observed
| s'There's that 'ere satchel right where
| you dropped it. You leave il there and
let il get stolen il You want this house
sued f. $50, 900 damages p
The porter hesitated a little and
| finally took tho satcllel to the cloak
room and procured q check.
ssThat's more like bizz-te-business,
remarked 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, ell? Well, you find me one OF
the daily papers"
Jim sat down near the stove, and the
porter. laboring under seeming mag
netic influence, hunted up paper and
: handed it to him.
happened to sit next to the boy at
supper. He gave his napkin critical
examination, scanned the tablespread
s and when the waiter came along to him
l James remarked:
"Oysters fried in crumbs, milk toast
= green tea, billed egg, hot biscuit, and
= you want to jump as il. Goldfish was
forty cents pound and the marke
> risingv'
: The waiter didn't jump. He moved
. OFF at slow pace.
"I'll fix him % whispered the boy il
y . confidential way. Gle. probably
owns q brown stone front on some high
. toned street. I'll buy the next house t
him tear it down, put up q boiler shop
!, and I'll hammer Texas out OF his peac'
u and harmony
. Jim seemed to have an affection TO
y fried oysters. AS he lifted up the tentl
one and dropped it behind his teeth, h,
turned to me and said:
u y ssFiair to medium, nut yet sigh 70
the biyalves of the St. Nichlas. IT.
!, Gurus, isn't it, how a fellow will ge
used to one race of oysters ?''
Q While the waiter was absent after ;
second cup of tea, the boy had strug
: g'e with himself as TO whether he hat
s. better leave a shinplaster beside hi
L
'G ttOf course it would look kind c
a 4 stylish and unique TO put down tw
II shillings for that fawnlng sychophant {
pick up, but ana not on the unique jus
- now. Pm looking for land, and Ian
= costs money"
= met him again on the train. II
= was asking me if knew of a livcl
~ town in the West, where q go-ahea
~ boy about his size could commence 2
the foot OF the ladder aud grow M
~ wien the conductor came along an
J. :. called for tickets.
es "Halffare, of course" replied Jim, 3
10 he felt in his pockets.
aFull ticket,o said the conducto
reaching right and left.
'.s sis this q bigger road than the Ne
'ls York Central ?'' demanded the bo,
y ssThey didn't charge bnt halt fare Q
e that road, and it had three more TRACK
y on than this. Don't count me out th:
~ way, Mr.. Conductor"
!, "1'ickefs! tickets 20 called the officia
) "Pass on and come and see me late
for the cash is In my boot, = replied jim
a getting ready TO pull off one.
s. In about twenty minutes the condu
.s- tor returned, and the boy rendered hi
e half fare in small change and said !:
a. "Don't be tough on a feller. The
u. wasn't room for Boss Tweed and me
Up New York, and SO I'm looking for
Western town to grow up with.o
go "You are old enough for full fare
1g observed the conductor.
er "That's where my looks deceive m
they do. The fact is don't age wort
as cent. have looked to be about tF
old ever since can remember"
.es Half fare was taken and after Il
ne conductor had departed Jim returns
III to the subject nearest his heart by j
~ marking:
Tx sI'd like TO find town OF about 81
ge denizens, for instance. could iine q
church, walk around with humility
os- my eyes, and in no time at all I'd
- an alderman or snnneahin, I'm hor,