Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1886-08-28
\ Samaritan's Experience.

Prom the Boston Record
\ newspaper man OF wide acquaintance and
benevolent disposition was going home one
night not long ago, when he tell IN, at the
doorway Of a hotel, with a person OF some
consequence in the community, who had tar
ried much too long over the wine cup, ana
was in a state where disgrace If not harm
might come to him II he were not got safely
home very soon.
Bless me ~ said the newspaper man TO
himself I" here's a chance to do the good Sa-
marian. III have to handle Jobsou caro-
fully. because he is very drunk, ana adroiuy
steer him home while seeming to let him
have his own way"
So he stopped aud fell into easy converse
ton with JohsOn, and presently said
.'well, | must he going home, JobsUn.
Won't you walk along with meY
"Shert'nly, OIL DO, shertnly,' said Jobson.
tGreatey plasuren g warP shee man
home Come ri long, ole fellow, cOe long. "
They set out together, the newspaper man
supporting the unsteady movements oil his
companion. Suddenly the former remem-
bered that he didn't know where Jobson
lived, except that 1t was somewhere away on
in the southern outskirts OF the city, 1oaTlui
distance beyond his own mouse. But he
didn't dare to ask any question that would
suggest to Jobson that he was taking him
home, and simply depended on the impetus
in the right direction to carry them along
Presently they reached the newspaper
mans house and JobsOn insisted on leaN-
ing him there. But the newspaper man grew
very brotherly and kept Jobson going. Ihe
latter protested that the night was damp ana
chilly, that it wouldn't do for him. the jour
nalist, To stay out, and so ON. But the news
paper man kept him going and going There
wasn't = ear or carriage, and the good
Samaritan wouldn't have dared to take one
if there had been. 1t grew very late, ana he
thought OF his own wife getting up IN alarm
at his absence. But he was in for 1t.
Along toward morning they reached a
door which JobsOu, who had grown drunken
and drunken, seemed to have friendly in
terest in. The newspaper man tried 1t and
Mrs. JobsOn Came to the door.
4" All ri old girl" said Jobson, "my ir'en'
seen me home, now | mus shee him home.
Goo night, ole girl can't let him go ONE
'loe in this damp air "
1t would seem that nothing could restrain
Jobson from starting back to town with his
companion. Finally he insisted as COM
promise, that tho newspaper man should stay
all night with him.
Mrs. Jobson gave an appealing look and
the journalist consented, thinking to get
Jobson in the house aud then slip out by his
wife's aid. But, once in, Jobson insisted
that he must sleep with him, and grew very
ugly when he tried to get out OF II Ana so
the unfortunate newspaper man went up TO
bed with the druukard, who took oil his coat
only when his friend did, and wouldn't touch
a single button until the other had unfastened
the corresponding one, and wouldn't get into
bed until the other had. At last both were
snugly under the Sheets and the newspaper
man was waiting eagerly for some sign that
his companion was asleep, whom Jobson ex.
claimed:
''Grest -, ole fellow, did you shay your
prayers ?''
"No,"
"By zhe ole Harry, get up and shay your
prayers, m I'll shay mine"
The newspaper man got up and knelt at
one side OF the bed aud Jobson at the other.
When the ceremonies were completed, both
got back into bed, and in about five minutes
Jobson began to snore loudly. The news
paper man saw his opportunity. He rose
steathily, put on his Undertaking with
trembling hands, sneaked down the sta RS
with his outer garments in his arms, and
finished his dressing below. Then he bade
the weeping Mrs. Jobson good morning,
aud started for his own house 1t was broad
daylight when he reached home, and he
found another weeping woman there to
greet him.
"The next time | find a drunken man
making a night Of it." the newspaper man
says now, he can make a night Of it for all of
me. l have had enough of the good Samar-
ltan business TO last me all my lite."