Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1886-05-20
eyes followed her trim figure as 4

nltueu 10 ana from o cupboard.
did you have any thing in particu-
lar to say to poor Henryp" Mrs. Brown
asked, pausing with salt cellarin one
hand, vinegar cruet in the other.
"No, | happened to be here, and |
thought would look him up. had
rather lost sight of him."
"We have all lost sight of him, said
the old man, solemnly, "but l guess
III see him afore long. l am most
eighty, SIR"
Now, pa, don'tyou begin such talk"
broke in his wife.
He shook his head.
ii am just sitting here waiting for
death, Elizabeth, and there is no use
trying to git around it. amt so pious
as to want to be an angel right off,
either" he added, with twinkle in his
eyes; land | never was much of hand
at music, so l amt sure, how I'll man
age harp, though | used to play the
flute when l was young. Hattie there,
now she's In training. She sings in the
choir a ready; and Henry, he's practic-
ing on the mouth-organ. In days o.
youth prepare for death. Pity ] give
up the flute.
Mr.. Gray seemed at loss for words.
] The young girl drew nearer to him and
/ said:
Il had not seen my father for a year
before he died, and he died away from
home. Tell me something about him. ="
A flush of shame famed up in the
gentleman's face as he looked into her
beseeching eyes.
81 don't know what to tell you," he
said, gently.
| Henry was always unlucky," Mr..
Brown remarked. First he invented
a patent tack hammer, and then he was
a book agent for a spell-You book
agentp" he asked, suddenly turning tc
his guest.
81 am lawyer"
"Oh, lawyer" Mr.. Brown strok ed
his beard. "Well, Henry want 9
lawyer, but he was pretty much every
thing else. 'Twa'n't no use, though
lie was the youngest and smartest o.
us all--there was six of us boys-ant
he just went ahead, losing money
the cheerfulest of anybody ever see
Soon as he got any he got rid of i
right of. He was a lovable fellow, ha(
a friend on every corner, but too confd
ing. When he hadn't any thing els,
to do, he'd indorse; it gave him pleas
ure to 60 on paper. Then at one tim,
he reilly was quite rich"-here the OLE
manrosei in sudden WRATH and he wen
and lent four thousand dollars to tn
meanest scamp on the face O the earth
and he didn't bother about security
either. No, it was all betwixt friends
though say to him that Tom Hallov
was the"
; "WhoP" asked the stranger, sharply
: Thomas Hallowp Know himp 1 knoN
a him we'll"
I The old man sank back in his chair
"Then you know a darned scoundrel,
he muttered. His wife looked at him
: reproachfully, which reused his ire
< Eyes, sir, darned scoundrel," h
shouted "He rich, rolling in wealth
It and Hattie amt got a penny, and
e was her father who gave him star
9 and if he had any gizzard he'd pay he
e the four thousand dollars her fathe
: loaned him--loaned him! Give hin
/ He knows we're all poor, but wins
l. does he care if some folks up here i
a Pillowville have to scrimp and say
O long as he has got all he wants. He
' scoundrel, and you can tell him
o said sc"
If He looked at his guest whose eye
n were shining bright
II ~ will tell him." he said, hotl,
70 land will tell him agree with you.
= "Good for your cried Mr.. Brow
If all his wrath vanishing at once.
Is snow, pa, you simmer down." sal
e his wife.
n She and her niece joined in the col
t, versation, which wandered off in
Is pleasanter channel 1t was not muc
l. that the girl said, but her words wei
l. spoken with frank smile and b.
g. trayed her mother wit. When tt
guest took his leave she followed hi
- to the door.
lie "You must not mind what my unc
It said," she whispered "He is vel
20 bitter against Mr.. Hallow."
II don't wonder at it, he returne
ot and he whispered, too. cit is a de
ID of honor. l would pay it if | died d
1t ing it."
She looked up in his face with wis
n full admiration.
lie If he were only like you," she e
claimed.
l. "Do you want the money so much!
he asked as one asks an engaging chi
S. if she Graves particularly fascinatir
is doll, She shot another quiet, upwal
al glance at him.
"Ah," she answered; "you wou
ID not ask that if you. had ever be-
D. poor"
d,
q In a room furnished in haphazar
he elegant fashion, with windows lookil
a out on Fifth avenue, portiy man
RI middle age was brushing his luxuria
he whiskers, when someone tapped I
IN the door of the adjoining parlor.
'Comc in, cried out the port
a man, and dropping his oval brusher
ne turned to greet his caller. 1--WE
" White, what brings you here so early
And the caller, who had been Ora
a in Pillowville and was White in Ne
York, answered straightway:
of The money! owe to dead ma
Tom Hallow."
e, Mr.. Hallow's heavy jaw fell 81
come at last" he exclaimed. 81
d: ways knew you would end in luna