Omaha daily bee., 1884-08-30
G0TRAM'S GREAT GENIUS.
New York Journal.
L.
THE MAN AND HIS MYSTERY.

IhE MAN AND HIS MYSTERY.
Hiram Hubal, of Harlem, was a genius.
He could clean a watch, build a house,
run a steam engine, ride a bicycle, and
make all sorts of useful articles for house.
hold use. But Hiram was poor. 1t was
for this reason that he maze up his mind
to become rich. How he could accom-.
pliah that desire wrs the question which
puzzed him. Hiram was also in love.
This was q more cogent reason than his
poverty that he should acquire a compe.
tency.
He often used to say to himself as he
sat in his little workshop in the corner of
the back yard /:
Glove is all very nice, but it can't take
the place of baked beans.
One day, while busy at a new scheme
for securing money without subjecting
bank cashiers to temptation. Hiram ut
tered an exclamation of delight.
"Aha! | have found it," he cried. 81
have solved the problem and will make
myself a millionaire"
For several weeks during the early
part of the summer, Hiram wal seen
daily vending his way to the Hoboken
Ferry. He always carried a large canvas
bag with him. No one could find out
why he went into the wilds of New Jer-
sey 30 often, for he kept his own counsel.
He usually returned hcme in the after
noon and went straight to his workshop,
where he remained until a late hour at
night.
Once he was suspected of being a coun-
terfeiter, and detectives were put upon
his track. OF course, as O as these
sleuth hounds of the law saw that there
was no money it it they dropped the
scent.
Meanwhile Hiram became poorer and
poorer. His last winters hat looked very
tired; his suit of several summers ago
was about entering upon the scarecrow
stage, and his shoes were ~yawning all
over. Notwithstanding all these draw
backs Hiram was happy. He felt certain
he was on the road to wealth, and he
knew that if he were successful he might
win the maiden whom he so madly loved.
Although the young lady who had won
Hiram's heart was not aware of the fact,
yet That did not deter him from going to
the park occasionally and watch her as
she rolled by in her luxurious carriage.
"Some day" said Hiram, 81 shall ride
in a lhandsomer turnout than that, and
she shall be by my side" Then he
would hasten back to his work filled
with renewed hope.
However comforting hope may be to
it's possessor it will not pay his board
bill. Hiram found this out after he had
succeeding in ''staving-off' the land lady
for nearly six weeks.
"Mr. Hubal, " said she one day, "I'ye
no doubt you are an honest man and q
hard worker, but unless you can settle
with me for your board / shall be obliged
to seize upon the traps and gimcracks in
your shop"
AT this terrible threat Hiram turned
pale. He had all his hopes of future
happiness conferred in that shop, and to
deprive him of the means of obtaining a
fortune would be equivalent to taking his
life. AS he was making some weak ex-
cuses for his delinquency the postman's
whistle sounded in the area.
"Here's a letter for Mr.. .Hubal," said
the servant.
ooh, DEAR" groaned Hiram. "Anoth-
or bill, ! suppose"
He opened it. 1t contained a bill the
sight of which caused him to clutch the
the fence for support and shed tears, 1t
was a 5000 bill. Accompanying it was a
note which read as follows:
Mr.. Hiram YudaI.
Herewith please find a slight token of my
admiration Tor your genius. You may think
1T strange that i, a perfect stranger. should
presume to address you; but | am convinced
that yon need something more substantial
than sympathy to euable you to succeed with
the mysterious experiments in which Won are
now engaged. BY accepting the enclosed as a
loan You will confer a favor upon
AN ADMIRRR OF GENUS.
Had a bombshell exploded at his feet
Hiram would ascribed it to the feedish-
ness OF the small boy next door; but to
receive such 6 missiye from an unknown
source was too much for him.
Gould 1t have been she2" he asked
himself. but no; she doesn't know
who am. Dear, dear, how embarrassing
this is, to be sure.
When he rendered tho bank note to
the landlady, and told her to take out for
SIX months board, her eyes stuck out like
door-knobs.
III am in no hurry, Mr.. HlJal," she