The Abilene reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1883-1888, 1885-09-10

something to be looked after. and that
he was not supposed to be altogether a
responsible agent. He himself began
20 regard the future with complacency,
and that careless. rowing Irish eye saw
the CLEAN Of gold. William had no
rootel dislike TO work. and he had no
vices. Now that somebody had under
taken to manage him, he felt safe 20
get slong.
= There II be no cares on me mind
he said: nothing to interrupt the
floight of Imagination. What is art
without Oydayas? and what man has
oydayas when there's process-serveS
from the tailor in the hall, and the
landlord threatening eviction In the
studio"
That was fancy picture, for Jack
Cameron had always taken good care
of the landlord; but the terrOrs of the
situation made lively impression upon
the ladies.
But now" pursued Mr.. Cassidy.
1--WE notions already. What dye think
of an allegorical canvas, Horace. me
boy? Genius delivered from CEpidity
BIZ Beneyolence Meself for Genius. in
a blue mantle, with me hair bit void
and me legs bare. Ould Isaacs for
Cupidity, with a knoife in one hand
and a pair o skeels III the other--a
Renaissance o Shakespeare, Y observe
and Yourself between Us with 4 full
blown halo on?"
Pretty little girl and poodle" said
Mr.. Lcverett That YOUR form. But
now, Bill Cassidy, we have your faith
full promise that you will work and he
a good lad, and will do your best to
Justify our faith and our forgiveness.
Mr.. Leverett took the sting out of this
by the assumption of the melo-
dramatic manner, but William accepted
it seriously.
Il would be a hound if didn't I'll
never forget your kindness, Horace. or
forgive mese,f if | prove unworthy OF
Next day Mr.. Leyerett appeared in
the Rowland street studio. where he
found the chums at work. He clapped
Cameron Oh the shoulder.
What have YOU been doing all this
time, Jack? We never see you now.
You've taken your name off at the
Cannibals. What's the matter??"
Nothing said Jack, quietly.
There are some people at the Cannibals
whom | can't meet, that's all. >,
Cassidy shook his head ut the guest
as Jack turned round once more to his
easel, and Leverett raised his eyebrows
inquiringly.
Come up-stairs,' said William,
land we can talk things over" Lev
erett, with farewell word to Cam
eron. LEFT the studio in Williams rear
and mounted to the sitting-Toom.
Il am athirst.' he said. Give the
wandcrer to drink;
Il VIII, said Cassidy. He rang the
bell, and tnGG threw open Il locker in
which some SIX or eight dozen OF empty
saltwater bottles Were arranged in
close order. Fonc of these he Withdrew
from the locker and laid upon the table.
When the maid appeared. he waved his
hand toward the table with the
single word Bitter" The girl took
up the bottles and disappeared. and the
visitor, looking a. William, saw that
h. smiled with & singular look of self
qualification.
Whats the move?" inquired Lev
erett. Mr. Cassidy replied with an
alacrity which made it evident that he
had waited and expected to he asked
This he replied, reopening the
locker, ''is-The Bank. | am-tnough
We mayn't think it-of a philosophical
turn OF mind. and sometimes put two
an two together. Sometimes L am
flush o money for day or SO, and the
question naturally arises: What to be
done with it? Now. nobody believes it
of me, but | am really of q forccast.ng,
provident nature. And my plan is 10
lay in something that'il be productive
in a time OF need. So, when I've n
check for Il picture, | lay in 4 gross of
sOda-water from me friend at the Lion,
round the corner. On each bott' e
when returned | receive the sum of two
pence. I've had to drink dozen in the
course of a winter day at times (when
Jacks been out of town and the eX-
che Iuer' run dhry) to raise enough for
dinner. That's Il bit of Il drawback,
but, on the whole, the Bank works
cEarmin'l y, an I'm roud of the inyen
ton
Mr.. Leverett took the invention so to
heart that he was speeches. until the
arrival of the beer, when, having re-
freshed himself, he endeavOred TO dem
Onstrate. with aid Of pencil and paper.
the fatal economic tendencies of the
Bank. William listened respectfully,
but remained mistaken.
you've a good head for figures,
Horace he said. surveying the pencil
ed rows admiringly, "and, the Lord
kDows, We may be righs, after all; but
the invention been Il tz7le friend to me
this manv' the day. aI'l | find it act
very nicely, and, If We don't mind, Ill
hould on to i.
Mr.. Leverett thereupon put his foot
down.
Now are you, or arey you not, hope
less bankrupt"
''Bedad. 1 am" replied Cassidy.
And am |, or are you, master OF the
present situation?'
1T is not NE, any way" said the
hopeless bankrupt.
Then. Bill Cassidy" said Mr.. Lev
erett, sternly, 1.-The Bank is doomed"
I'm sorry for it, returned William,
mournfully. ats like cuttin' the ground
from undher a child that's learnin 10
walk
Il will not debase myself by further
argument, said Lev, rett. "Ih1 bank
is doomed" William. If CT lingar ne
look at the sta ked bottles, closed tho
door Of the locker with Oh.
Nobody ever tal good wo d for
it, except meselt.' he 81 d, sadly.
Jacks always lau Oh, at it. but he's
a Scotcbman by dece.t. ana Scotch
head was Always impervious to an oy-
daya Twas the oaly way of saviu'
money I'll ever hit upon.