The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1885-08-22
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THE JUDGES ADVICE.

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"Well, Jameson" remarked the Judge
to his young friend, "have you been giving
the selection of profession any more
thought since we discussed the matter last
week."
eyes, sir, responded the youth, "but l
can come to no conclusion. You have con-
vinced me that am unsuited for journal
ism and politics.
"Not so FAST" interrupted the Judge.
II have merely shown you some of the
dark sides of the glowing picture you
made in your mind Imerely y materialized
your ideals"
II should like to be rich," continued
the young man after a few minutes re-
Election.
"Why do you wish that?''
"Oh, it must be pleasure to have count
less wealth at your disposal. If l were as
rich as Vanderbilt | could go where |
pleased, do as pleased, and nothing in the
world would be impossible for me to per-
FORM l would lead life of luxurious
ease Every burden would be removed
from my mind, and l would enjoy myself
the remainder of my life
$50 that is what you picture the posses
sion of unlimited wealth, is it ?" observed
the Judge, as the young man stopped to
take breath.
eyes, sir. That is what l would do if
I were rich. -
"Do you see that man walking along
the street ' asked the Judge
"What man ?" replied the youth. "Do
you mean that old man with the side
whiskers and the high hat p
"Yes; let us follow him.
"All right; but who is hep
II will leave you to discover that after
we get to his store"
1t was about II o'clock in the morning.
Broadway was thronged with pedestrians.
The streets were crowded with vehicles.
Through the thickest of the crowd the old
gentleman led his two followers down the
busy thoroughfare to the doors of large
wholesale establishment. The front part
of the room was filled with young gentle
men who sat around on dry goods boxes,
apparently having very little to do and
great deal of time to do it in. As the
three entered the door several of the young
gentlemen rose to their feet and walked
idly up and down the aisles which led be-
tween the rows of boxes As soon as the
old gentleman had passed to the other end
of the store and the glass door of the little
office had closed behind him, they at once
resumed their attitude of ease and took
up the thread of conversation where they
had left it off Inside the office were
gathered half dozen clerks and book
keepers hard at work over as many pond
erous linen covered volumes. In a revolv
ing chair, which stood before desk, sat a
handsome, well-dressed man of middle age,
whose round face bore evident traces of
good living.
"Good morning." remarked the old gen
tleman as he removed his hat and coat and
sat down at small desk in dark corner
of the room.
"Good morning, sir, remarked the
round faced man.
''Is there anything new to-day?" inquir-
ed the old gentleman.
Nothing particular"
''Send me the bank book.
The book was brought to him and he
eagerly scanned its pages.
''Has that Brown bill been paid yet ?"
he asked.
'No, sir.
"We'I sue him. We can't run this bus
mess for fun"
'It was due last week. remarked the
round-faced man, "and he said he would
pay it by the first of the month";
eyes; promises are cheap. Attach his
stock and get our money; we can't afford
to wait. Is there anything else import
ant"
81 think not. By the way, Mr.. Bond,
want to ask a favor of you.
"WeIl," replied the old gentleman, as
he wheeled around in his chair. "What
is it?"
II should like a vacation of a fort
night"
"a vacation ?"
eyes, sir. My health has not been very
good for the past few months, and am
afraid this spring weather will injure my
lungs"
'sWell, Jones, you have been working
pretty hard this winter and | guess rest
will do you good. When do you want to
start?"
ssNext week, l think it would be as good
time as any. l should think a rest
wouldn't hurt you any," added Mr. Jones.
"You don't seem to be quite as strong as |
should like to see you, sir.
''True, Jones, true, replied Mr.. Bond.
"My wife has been telling me that for the
past year, and my doctor says it is neces-
sary, but bless your life [ cant afford it.
Such luxuries are only for you and men of
your means. A vacation would be too ex
pensive for me-"
"Why, I should think you could spare a
few weeks from business if you"
"You think so, do you?" interrupted
the old gentleman. There is where you
are mistaken. IF were away who would
look after the bank? Who would attend
to the store? Who would see that the
railroad is properly managed? Who would
see that my rents are promptly collected I
Nv interest paid III when it was due, and
that my stocks are not held longer than
they ought to be? No, Jones, | cant
afford to rest. Besides, 1 couldn't enjoy
it if | did. The last vacation took was
about ten years ago. [ was taken sick
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