The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1883-08-14
The Daily Bulletin.
Helping a Friend,

wa w wv an FlHlHS III tHt IlHe W CHuIl-
ty,' remarked tall, raw boned wom-
an, seating herself at the managing ed
itor' ) desk and regarding that function
any with an impcrious glance.
81 don know" replied the manag-
ing editor, doubtfully contemplating
the religious editor What is the ma
ture of the charity?"
at is our Home for INDECENT Old
Women" returned the guest. "You
know about it, do you notPn
II dom" replied the managing ed
itor. "Do your" he continued, glanc-
ing at the religious editor.
"Ncyer heard Of it, answered the re-
ligious editor,
at looks pretty DID, smiled the
managing editor, wlnking at the relig-
ious editor and casting glance at the
visitor,
Sir she exclaimed, bridling up
and TRANSMITTING the managing editor
with a look
IL beg pardon said the manag-
ing editor, I'll didn't mean -"
81 wouldn't have believed it Of YOU"
Clipped in the religious editor, cycling
him with whitening scorn. ITO insult
lady who came to your Office on such
a glorious mission Of charity! II any
courtesy is due anybody, it is due these
noble women who sacrifice their young
lives to the welfare of those who cannot
take care Of themselves Believe me,
Madame, he does not represent the
sentiment Of this oiiicel"
lies brute,o sobbed the canvass
er.
Worse than that replied the re-
ligious editor, impressively. "A brute
wouldn't have done such a thing. i'll
were you / would refuse his money now
and would never call on him again"
"Oh, look here' pleaded the man
aging editor in distress. II didn't
mean--!
Il know what you meant, retorted
the religious editor, severely. you
meant to intimate that this lady is old,
whereas she is Young and beautiful
There is no excuse for you and from
this time out, YOU and are not only
strangers but cnemies!n
"Oh, YOU dear man. murmured the
canvasser smiling through her tears.
Don't mention it, madame begged
the religious editor, taking her hand
tenderly At is the province of chiv-
alrous men to protect the young and
fair against the assaults Of designing
men. But oh, to think of the friend |
have lost in that man. and the relig.
ious editor buried his face in his hand.
kerchief and wnked over the corner at
the managing editor.
II feel for you,n murmured the fair
defended II too know what it is TO lose
a friend, but it is pleasure to gain an.
other, and she cast soft glance on
the religious editor.
Leave me to my grief" sobbed the
religious editor. AT a time like this !
would be alone. Let me escort YOU TO
the door, lest some other i'll meaning
man shall say aught to injure your ten.
der feelings, and the religious editor
showed her out with every mark of con.
sderation and returned to his enemy
with face disclosing every evidence OF
satisfaction.
"You couldn't have done better he
remarked a. he met the stern eye OF
his superior you saved US five dol.
lar, apiece
lis that so2' grinned the managing
editor
"Sure's you're born" retorted the
religious editor.
If YOU hadn't given me that chance
to prey on her emotions she would have
come to us to that tune at least That,
the difference between a man and
woman, continued the religious editor
casting an anxious look at the manag.
inc editors closet door. "A man woulC
have settled on the basis Of cash whcr
YOU made that break, but woman vii
receive no recompcnSc from man who
has injured her feelings. she wOulC
rather Jet him suffer the romorse. Oh
YOU understand women You never
played anything prellier in your life
than when you played that, How the
Jug
II think you went back on me-, y re
monstratol the managing editor, bring
ing forth hi, treasures reluctantly. I'D
have rot out all right if YOU had 1T me
alone
In the generosity Of your soul you
would have given her ten dollars re-
piled the religious editor, throwing the
JUG over his shoulder and measuring