Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1881-06-24

hard to control his unbridled emotions,
sobs 81 lost me doodle" You scrutinize
him carefully to see what portion of his
clothing is missing, If you are not up to
the local slang, and missing none and be-
ing convinced that doodle" is not some
thing to wear. YOU ask him, returning to
first principles, What is your Doodle,
sonny?' That last question settles your
fate for sonny feels quite equal to "stuff-
ing any man who don't know what
Doodle Is. He looks as miserable as
he can, and tells You how some "big fel-
lahs" stole his hard earned money, and
how he is afraid to go home q" cause the
old man'll lick me-" You give him ten
cents or whatever you have handy, and
when he to use his own lingo, has ''caught
n few more suckers" he goes around on
Sixth avenue and blows the gang of.
Blowing the gang or is Sixth avenue
for eleemosynary beer.
Then there is the young fraud with
'the last" evening paper, which he has
been endeavoring i'll vain, 80 he tells us at
II o'clock midnight TO sell since o'clock.
This trick is part of n business, and II
you keep your eye open you Will discover
somewhere in the neighbOrhood man or
woman with bundle of papers who is
supplying n number Of little boys and
.irls with ''thc last" paper rs fast Us they
can sell them. These papers are bought
at discount from regular newsboys who
have been ''stuck" after the rushing de-
mand is over.
Hardly lady in New York who has
had much shopping experience who has
not met man who shuifies his feet along
after him rs though he was paralyzed,
and carries one of his aims 80 awkwardly
that his elbow is III everybody's way.
The effect of a commiserating glance on
the poor cripple is almost too melting to
admit of treatment in type. A look of
pity is sufficient to paralyZe his paralysis
and make him look ten years older and
fifty per cent. more miserable. But the
greatest change i'll his manner and ap
pearance is effected by kick in the bul
bous portion Of his anatomy. To see him
forget his infirnity and make off down
the street like rabbit when ward de-
tective gives him rousing kick, quite
rehabilates ones faith i'll gospel mira
cles He is an antique A No. fraud.
That fishy-eyed old woman who begs
pennies in Twenty-third street during the
day time, and at night in various parts of
the city, eat and west, grinds on a wheezy
little hurdy- -gurdy, is the trainer of young
beggars and before the society for the
prevention of cruelty to children destroy
ed her business, she divided big money
with number of the padroni And can't
she swear? You could make matches ont
of her breath when she gets warmed up
to her subject.
Some complaint las been made about
L. I l,,,t III n
subject to be touched on lightly, for it Is
the stepping to the most neglected
class Of Gods creatures The sick, the
hungry, the old and discrepit. and the
homeless are looked after in New York,
but the man who has fallen and paid his
forfeit i'll Imprisonment and work to the
society whose laws he transgressed has
no one to look to hut one undetermined
woman whose fortune is now spent, and
who is poor indeed What little she can
save from her scant income, by living on
the fourth floor of house, she devotes
to giving these men Il start in life, and
many n man to-day in business in Ameri-
ca owes his recovery Of Il place in the
world to her charity. Hundreds of men,
full Of honest purpose and strong In the
determination to err no more, have come
out from the gloomy shadows of damp
jails to find that that convention known us
society regards the brief punishment of
imprisonment rs only preliminary to an
eternal ostracism. These men Linda Gill
bert has saved from falling back into crime
by such simple devices as pencil and note
book peddling Stop moment, reader,
when you think of giving beggar pen
ny, which will only make him more beg
gar, and help fallen man out of a rut
into which he may have fallen, not leaped.
The foundations of many better lives are
in lead pencils. Contrasting the streets
of New York to-day with their aspect ten
years ago, one cannot fail to mark vast
improvement The fellow who used to
block the street with crowds congregated
to hn"r him orate on the virtue of his pa
tent grease eradicator done up IN cunning
little boxes, i'll each of which he put sums
of money varying from 81 to 800. has
disappeared. The other iiend who de-
stroyed the teeth of Il whole generation
Of office boys with his lightning" tooth
paste, is still in town. but he does not
now frequent the lower section. He is
up ON Eighth avenue, chewing away on his
own vile compound and destroying vul-
canized rubber plate, ami porcelain teeth
at the rate of Il set Il month. The little
flower girl, who always worries your flank
when you seem to be particularly inter
ested with your lady companion on Broad
way, is still very active, but it is an ill
wind that blows nobody good, SO don't
complain about her.