The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1880-04-07
PREJUDICED AGAINST E5O-
Tells.
Detroit Free Press.

ancient plug-hat and having a
satchel in his hand, accosted
hackman at the Union depot and
inquired if be knew a man in
Detroit named Bulger, and adding
that Bulger was his uncle. The
hackman thought he knew such q
man, and the stranger was driven
over the cobbIestones for mile
to find out that he was mistaken.
He had a dim remembrance that
Bulger lived in a different section,
and he was driven around for
another halfhour. Then he gave
the hackman two dollars and set
out on his own account. Every
person he met he halted, and in-
quired for Bulger, and be hired
three or four boys at ten cents
each to help him. 1t was nearly
midnight when the old man ap-
pearad in front of the City Hall
and inquired Of a policeman if be
knew Bulger. The officer didn't.
'WaaI, it's, mighty curis, mused
the stranger; 1 want to find Bull
ger awful bad
Anything serious p asked the
officer.
'Waal, yes. Hes kinder re.
lated to me, and | want to stop
with him over night. I've been
huntin' for over three hours,
squandered mole'n three dollars,
and l haven't found Bulgcr yet.
Bulger is my uncle, he is, and he
owns brick house and has a
door-bell.'
4 don't hardly believe you'll
find him. observed tho policeman.
'Waal, mebbe not sighed the
old man, but if l don't I'm going
to fall back on sorter cousin Of
my wife's. If | kin git in it will
save hotel BILL
He walked away but at 1890 be
returned, walking in the middle
Of the street and dragging his
feet sideways. Making line for
the officer, he remarked ::
WAL, [ didn't find that sorter
cousin
Didn't, eh?'
No, sir; but l think I've got
the dead-wood on another chap.
There's a feller somewhere in this
town who used TO 90 to school
with my wife. III kin find him
I believe he'll be glad to have me
stay over night. 1 don't remem-
Der his name, but mebbe luck will
trot me right to the door
He started off up Woodward
avenue and nothing more was
heard of him until nearly 2 o'clock.
Then he returned limping on both
legs and carrying his hat in his
hand.
:Dido find him eh?' queried the
officer.
No, sir!' wes the emphatic AN
swer, as the stranger let his satch-
el fall with a heavy jar to the
fagstones.
Got any more relatives here ?
Il guess not; but as was COM
ing along back | was thinking as
you'n l had got purity we'll &C
quainted, Id turn in al your
house! Your folks needn't be
worried about breakfast, for I'm
a light eater, and carry my own
soap and towel! =
His offer was rejected, and be
was advised to 80 to hotel but
soon after daylight be was found
asleep in a doorway on Jefferson
avenue, his head on stair and
the satchel under the small Of
his back.
What are you doing here ?
asked the officer as he gave him a
shake.
'Jist at present. replied the
old man as be scrambled up,
yawned and looked down at the
dust on his clothes, Pm carrying
out my prejudices agin hotels, and
now. if you hain't much to do, l
wish you'd show me sorter eat
in house whore they'd give man
a purity good breakfast and let him
split some purity easy wood in
payment
The officer declined, and the
old man picked up his satchel and
said:
'Waal, it'sjust the same. There's
feller in our place who's ne
phew has sunthin' to DO with
some of the stores here, and l
,.rose III find him and be invited