Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1881-06-29


ment to Satan. r...E
The tempter turned up in the shape
of West End waiter with capital, who
had scheme in his head which was
bound to lead to gigantic fortune He
wanted partner with is. ZOO, and so he
confded his scheme to O'Sullivan. There
was an old pleasure garden across the
water which was falling into decay; why
not take it and make o second Cremorne
out Of it? The scheme was perfect when
it was submitted to Tim, and he took to
it amazingly. On paper fortune was GER
tain, and the business was so lively
so different from the monotony of the
city chop-house. The upshot of half
dozen meetings at solicitors Office and
dozen conversations in various places
was, that an announcement appeared in
the papers stating that the Royal Kent
Gardens would shortly be opened to the
public, under the direction of Messrs.
Jones Che other waiter) and O'Sullivan.
1t was a tremendous programme which
the new partners submitted to the pub
lie. 1t was to be the Alhambra and Gre
and night, and grand hotel and restau-
rant on the premises, where dinners and
suppers of the most recherche kind
could be obtained. -
The outlay necessary to make the de-
cayed and long disused gardens respecta-
bic, and the enormous preliminary ex-
penses, made such an inroad into the
united capitals that it was with a sigh of
relief that O'Sullivan saw the opening
day approaching, when a little of the
money cast upon the waters would be-
gin to float back again through the turn
stiles.
But alas! From the very first mo-
ment the affair was failure. People
came at first, when the excitement of the
opening was on, and the expenses were
not considered in the desire to attract;
bit gradually the public found that the
place was GO out of the way" The West
End didn't care to make journey in an
unknown district-a sort of Central
Africa--on the chance of being bored;
and the East End paid its sixpence ad-
mission and brought its own refresh
ments, which arrangement, it need hard
ly be said. left the balance of the profit
on the side of the visitor instead of the
proprietor.
For six months the Royal Kent gar
dens, freighted with the hopes and the
fortunes of two ex-waiters, hoated slowly
toward the rock-bound coast of Basing-
hall street. At last it struck with ter
rife force, and went down at Bankruptcy
Point, place inhabited by remorse-
less race of wreckers. They are called
accountants and liquidators, but there is
nothing IN their costume Or speech to
distinguish them from other inhabitants
of these islands. The wreckers soon
seized the battered hulk of the Royal
Kent gardens, and set to work at it so
well that in very short time they had
carried off everything, leaving the two
captains without penny.
1t is with Tim O'Sullivan only that
we have to concern ourselves. The loss
of his money broke him down. He
went home to his anxious wife one night
and told her the terrible truth. All
their years of honest labor and thrift
had ended in his-ruin! Their comfort
able little home-an the little household
treasures which they had gathered about
them-would have to go, and they
would have to start life again at the
wrong end.
Mrs. O'Sullivan thanked God they had
no children, yet once the lack of
child's voice in the quiet house had been
the great trouble of her life.
She was a brave little woman. She
had one big cry when she knew the
worst, then she put her knuckles well
into her eyes to stop the tears. and, with
trembling voice, babe her husband be
of good cheer. They were healthy and
strong, and they didn't want much. Tim
must go into service again, and perhaps,
with luck, he'd be able to save money
once more-and keep it. Tim let him
self be comforted, and went out boldly
lost it, again. It wasn't that he had
fallen off in his capacity as waiter, but
he wasn't so quick and agreeable to the
customers as he had been, and he forgot
things.
Do what he would, he couldn't help
thinking and grieving over the past, and
then he got muddled and queer in his
head, and at last he forgot dinner or
dered at the hotel where he was waiter.
The dinner was ordered at breakfast for
four. Tim got thinking about his
troubles, and somehow or other the
thing slipped completely out CT his
MUD
Back to his time came the gentleman
and his three friends, and there was no
dinner ready. Tim got the sack there
and then, and it was sometime before he
got another berth.
At last he heard of situation at the
hotel in the Midland counties. He had
been on a race-week job, as an extra
hand in neighboring hotel, and he ap-
piled for the berth, and found that the
poor little fatherless Job Scudder, whom
he had befriended and started in life In
the old days Of his prosperity, was now
his master.
But what different Job Scudder he
was! He had grown quite proud and
pompous, for he was making a good bit
of money, and the customers had taken
to BIN. It was, sob, do this and
Sob, do that" and the proprietress of
the hotel, being widow, left good
deal to Job, SO that in time he almost
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