St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-08-30
Curing Inconsistencies.

a lot OF travelling men congregated about
the reading room of a hotel. 1t was rainy
day. Business was at a standstill as far as
orders were concerned. The representatives
of the several firms and lines of business got
in and out of the wet and began to write to
their respective business houses. Not a few
of them gaZed out of the windows and watched
the rain fall. These gazers fell into reveries
and as in dream the past was again before
them.
did ever tell you fellows how cured N.Y.
self of Inconsistencies" asked one of the party.
No one answered him. Nearly all of them
pulled away on cigars and put down their
pens. The speaker seemed to be satisfied that
his experiences had never been narrated. He
continued:
''Do you fellows know what it is to be
homesick, don't mean of late years, but
when you were kids and were first sent
away from home. A fellow who never has
been homesick don't know what boyish sor-
row is. l remember my first and only attack
of it as if it occurred yesterday. was sent
away from home, to attend a preparatory
school and get ready for college. 1t was all
right while they were packing my trunk aud
getting my clothes and everything else ready
because it sounded kinder big-to be going
away to school. | liked to speak about going
away to school to my playmates. They fairly
envied me and was the hero of the hour.
There was no trouble in settling any boyish
dispute about anything in those last days, as
they all gave up to me because I was going
away.
"At last the day came for me to go. The
bus rolled up and the baggage wagon, and
kissed them all goodbye and was on my way
to the depot Ny big brother went with me.
At first objected, but afterwards 1 was
mighty glad that he was with me, as it
seemed terribly lonesome rafting down to
the depot. He checked my trunk, bought
my ticket, put me in seat and left me. AS
soon as he left made for some apples had
and thought what big fellow [ had become
to travel alone. The school was only a few
miles from home, and, within few hours
was met at the station by one of the monitors
of the school and taken to the academy.
81 was assigned my place in the dormitory,
got my clothes out of my trunk and loafed a
while The boys were stran gers to me. At
supper met them all, at least, all who had
arrived on the first day. After supper, in the
dusk of that September, began to wish 1
was back home. I pictured just what they
were all doing around the library at home. 1
walked around, lost like, and feeling very like
crying. Just about that time boy, who had
been there a year or so, and who knew how to
distinguish q homesick boy when he saw one
happened to pass me. He said, in a most
tantalizing way. ''Halloo, Bub, are you cryiu @
for your muzzer?''
II didn't wait for an introduction, but
struck at that fellow then and there. In a
second had got into one of the best fights
had ever been in. We fought until both of
us were used up. was whipped. I had to
acknowledge it before he would let me up.
When L got through with the fight I had got
over my homesickness, and [ have never
known a return of the malady from that day
to this