St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-09-27

planted themselves in his way on the thor
oughfare. He turned the corner and run
into a little newsboy who, hearing the
noise, was making for the side street to
learn the cause.
The shaft struck him on the head and he
fell unconscious to the ground. His black
ing box and contents were thrown some dis
lance away. The little fellow, with the
blood ooZing from the wound on his fore
head, was carried to neighboring drug
store. A crowd assembled about him and
blocked the way to the temporary refuge.
The horse dashed into a carriage and was
caught.
where does he live?" asked one of the
men who had carried him in the store, and,
with physician who CHANGED to be at hand,
was bathing his head.
II wants Skinney," moaned the injured
bootblack.
All efforts to gain his name or abiding
p lace proved abOrtive, as he was appar-
emily unable to think of anything but
''Skinney." The patrol wagon was called
and the injured boy was about to be taken
to the hospital.
In rushed little boy, sans shoes and
stockings. He was breathless. Over his
shoulder by strap hung his kit He
crowded himself through the men assembled
around the little sufferer and finally got a
look at him.
why, that's my pard." said the new
CONNER, as he made rush for the I'M
conscious boy. Quick as flash he was
by his side. caressing his hands. ''Pard."
he continued, addressing the insensible lad
and oblivious to the surroundings, don't
you know Skinney?"
Little ''pard" opened bis eyes and
looked into the face 0of ''Skinney." He
recognized him at once.
''Skinney,7 said he, 81 lost nv kit
Get her. will yer?''
AS the patrol wagon drove off it con-
tanned the two bootblacks One of them
had two kits hung from his shoulders.
TEE TRAVELLING MANS DEATH.
A travelling man is sick at the Ryan.
The attending physician has just left him.
The latter communicates with friend of
the sick man, a fellow travelling man, as
the two leave the sck-room together. The
physician informs the friend and nurse that
the sick man will probably never recover.
and that his wife, if he has any, had better
be summoned at once.
''I'm going home next week" said the
sick man, talking to an imaginary COM
panion. Pm going to be married. Eve
got weeks lay-of. I'll be home Sunday
afternoon. and won't Mary be glad to see
me? And won't be glad to see her?"
The physician departed and the friend
went back into the sick room. He wrote
out dispatches announcing the serious illness
of the patient. and. after directing them to
the firm for which the sick man travelled.
and his father sent them down to the office.
Its pretty near time" spoke the sick
man. ''Fve got to do Minneapolis, Duluth,
Sioux City and Omaha and then I'm through
and will go home to Mary"
''Who was that in here?" he asked OF his
friend.
IA doctor" replied the watcher.
sob! l forgot. What does he say about
me? I'll not be in long. [ can't be. for
next week, you know, I'm to be married
Pm pretty near through, only Sioux City
and Omaha to sell and then all is over!''
Through the day and into the night he
fingered, talking necessarily. The travel
ing men were with him. Along in the
evening dispatch came from the father OF
the patient. 1t said:
Mary and / will start at once. Will ar.
rive tomorrow.
The sick man grew worse. He talked OF
his coming nuptials. In his wanderingS he
was on the train for his home. His work
was at an end. Here 1 am" he said,
''nearly home" He gasped and was silent.
The travelling man was dead.
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