The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1889-10-02

support 1Or WnOm ne deprlVeS MIN.
self of comfort--and we must be very
good to him, papa But won'tyou-you
are older than he-won't you advise
him to leave that odious Mr.. Macklin
and go where they will give him better
wagesp"
And Mr. Golden did breach the
subject, but poor Mr.. Moss only shook
his head.
That hateful Mr.. Macklin-how
Ellen detested him!
But no one is ever certain he is at
his worst any more than he is at his
best. Another misfortune came to
Mr.. Moss and this is how:
One day the tin leader that carried
the water from the roof OF the Golden
house came loose. The rain rushed
in at Mr.. Moss window and drenched
his floor. The gentlemanly landlord
came up in his dressing-gown, and
promised to send at once for person
to attend to the leader. The tenant
quite spontaneously stopped him:
"Come, come,' he said, "you know
my old adage-a penny saved is a
penny got You haven't any too
much money, and you'd go and waste
it paying working-people. I'll take
your hammer and nails and that bit
of tin you were going to throw away
yesterday, and mend your roof for
you. I'll do it at once"
"But, my dear sir. l can't allow it,"
said Mr.. Golden, politely.
my dear sir. you won't use force
to prevent me?" said Mr.. Moss.
'Oh, dear, no." said Mr.. Golden.
"But the roof is quite slope and
very slippery. 1t is probably danger
Gus. At least wait"
Meanwhile my furniture is being
spoilt," said Mr.. Moss. looking at the
homemade adornments of his room,
land your ceiling. which you are
shamefully oxtravagant enough to for
get. Sir, am not amazed that you
failed In business"
Mr.. Golden went downstairs at
once. 9 t
ELLEN. my love-" be said, II have
been cruelty insulted by our tenant.
l have done with him." I'd
"Oh, papa" said Ellen, at can not
be-"
"He alluded with scorn to my mis-
fortunes in business" said Mr.. Golden.
81 did not retort. Noblesse oblige, you
know. No, no; he can't be a gentle
man."
just then there was an odd sound
outside--a sound that made Ellen's
blood curdle.
"What is it, papa?" she cried.
perhaps Mr.. Moss has thrown his
bed out Of the window said Mr..
Golden.
Then they rushed out into the gar.
den. There upon the great lilac bush,
flattened to the ground by his weight
lay Mr.. Moss. He had slipped from
the roof. The house was only two
stories and a-half high. But it was 9
fall that left little hope for life. Hs
was senseless and covered with blood
Poor Ellen screamed and came SC
near fainting as to lose all strength
Meanwhile the other dodgers had
rushed down, and poor Mr.. Moss wal
carried into the parlor and placed or
a sofa and doctor was called.
Looking at the pale face, both father
and daughter forgot the mans fault
the former his late offense, the lat
ter his odd counsels and reproofs.
When the doctor came they stood
beside their friend in tears.
'Its a bad case" said that worthy
when he had made an examination
"but he may live. There'll be fever
probably ,delirium, though. You't
better send him to the hospital, If he'
only tenant, and you don't know hi
friends.
Then he went away. having ban
daged a limb and a rib; and Ellel
looked at her father. All he sait
was:
mo. my dear, We won't"
Then for many days they 'nursed tn
poor fellow, and he knew nothing q
it; and the doctor was right abou
the dolirium; and in it he raved O
money, of stocks, of gold, OF cent
per cent
One day Mr.. Macklin called. HI
presented his head at the door, an,
said, as Ellen opened it:
~ say, ma am. what has happene,
to the old gentlemanp"
'Mr. Moss is at deaths door" sal,
Ellen. He has met with a terrible
accident
Sorry to hear it." said Mr.. Mack
lin; land there'll be the deuce to pa,
at our place. He keeps things so il
his own hands that if he can't be con
suited it's hard to tell what to do. l
he unconsciousp"
Yes" said Ellen; '.but, sir. can i
be that Mr.. Moss has occupied an i'm
portant place in your establishment
II should think he had," sal,
Macklin.
And you have been cruel enough
to take advantage Of him. and repa,
his services with pittance tina
scarcely provides him with bread,
said Ellen. Il speak plainly, l know
but feel strongly. Perhaps you d.
not guess what privations he has SUI