Dodge City times. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1876-1892, 1879-11-01

And dare say he's ever so much
richer than you, father pursued Alice.
.He is my wife, cousin, Alice" said
the old man, "and he is in sore need.
Be tcomforted, my child, it is only a
oan.n
"Only loan,r repeated indignant
Alice. Father, you'll never see it
again. People are always borrowing,
and nobody ever thinks of repaying
money"
gently, daughter Alice, gently"
chided the old man. at is best TO be
charitable to all men in thought as well
as in deed. 1t is true that had antici-
pated layingth f50pounds out ina few
books for myself, a new dress for you,
and carpet for our sitting-room; but
never mind. We shall do very well as
we are, and if Mr.. Watkins really needs
money"
al don't believe he needs it half as
much as we do" burst in Alice.
And she wheeled her chair across the
room to give the linnet his fresh seed
and water, while Haywood, folding up
the Jo-pound note which had been the
bone of contention, placed it in an en-
velope and walked quietly away.
ats too bad of father" thought
Alice, left alone by herself. 81 do be-
lieve he would give the coat off his back
if any one asked for it. But he ought
to think of himself and he ought to think
of me-"
And few unconscious tears splashed
down on the linnet's glass water-cup as
Alice thought of the long-treasured $50.
Just week subsequently Mr.. Walter
Watkins sat in his back parlor, a
wrinkled old gentleman with light-blue
eyes like staring marbles and curious
upward sneer to the curves of his mouth,
while on the table in front of him lay a
pile of letters.
snow we'll see,'' said Mr.. Watkins to
himself, "what all the ties of relation
ship are worth. I've written pitiful let
tiers to my six cousins, and I'll be willing
to wager the biggest diamond in my
ring that there isn't penny in all these
answers. Well, Wen see, we'll See
The first letter, as it transpired, was
from the Rev. Theodore Talkington,
who inclosed tract entitled, "Return,
We Sinners" recommended a course of
prayer meetings, and stated that he, the
Rev. Theodore, was quite unable to
help his cousin Walter except by good
advice.
al thought so,'' said Mr.. Watkins.
The second was from Mrs. Calista
Jones, the wife of a prosperous mer-
chant.
"My dear cousin,'' it said, in little
spider-webby characters, ..vour letter
fills me with surprise. Such necessity
can only have lis source in dissipation
or speculation. With neither of these
can you expect me, Christian matron,
to sympathize. Under the circumstances
| must beg to decline further postal
communication with you. Respectfully.
etc, etc
The upward curves around Mr.. Wat
kins's mouth heightened themselves out
into the nearest approach to a smile in
which the caustic old gentleman ever in
dulged as he neatly labeled and docket
ed this letter also and opened still the
third, in which Mr.. Benjamin Courtenay
regretted the straitened case of his
financial affairs, and bluntly recon-
mended some public charitable institu-
ton as the best refuge for his cousins
declining years.
"Humph, humph," mutteredMr.Wat-
kins. $50 he would pack me off to the
poor-house, would he? Very kind and
considerate of him, very.'
Mr.. Peter Dilks was 4 stage less cere-
monious still
'.Did his cousin Watkins think he was
made OF money? Did he think it was
his business to supply every old pauperp
In that case Mr.. Watkins would find
himself considerably mistaken, and Sc
no more from his 10 command,
"P. DILKs."
The fifth epistle from Mrs. Million
naire was excessively civil and As hard