Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-11-16

The packed houses gave no answer. Dick
looked down the long, Hghtless streets and
at the appalling rush of traffic. "Oh, you
rabbit-hutchesl' he said, addressing a row
of highly-respectable semi-detached resi-
dences. ''Do you know what you've got to
do later on? You nave to supply me with
men servants and maid scrvants"-here he
smacked his lips-"and the peculiar treasure
of kings. Meantime I'll get clothes and
boots, and presently 1 will return and
trample on you" He stepped forward en-
ergetically; he saw that one of his shoes was
burst at the side. As he stopped to make
investigations a man jostled him into the
gutter. "All right" he said. That's au-
other nick in the score. I'll jostle you
later on
Good clothes and boots are not cheap, and
Dick left his shop with the certainty that he
would be respectfully arrayed for a time, but
with only 80 shillings in his pocket. He re-
turned to streets by the docks, and lodged
himself in one room, where the sheets on the
bed were almost audibly marked in case Of
theft, and where nobody seemed to go to bed
at all. When his clothes arrived he soughtthe
Central Southern Syndicate for Torpenhow's
address, and got it, with the intimation that
there was still some money owing to him.
"How mucb?" said Dick, as one who
habitually dealt IN millions.
Between e30 and $40. If it would be
any convenience to you, of course we could
let you have it at once, but we usually
settle accounts monthly"
'1f show that L want anything now, I'm
lost" he said to himself. GAIL I need I'll
take later on" Then, aloud, "It's hardly
worth while, and I'm going into the country
for month, too. Wait till I come back
and I'll see about it,
"But we trust Mr.. Heldar, that you do
not intend to sever your connection with
us?'
Dicks business in life was the study Of
faces, and he watched the speaker keenly.
THAT man means something" he said. ELL
do no business till I've seen Torpenhow.
There's a big deal coming" So he &C.
parted, making no promises, to his one little
room by the docks. And that day was the
seventh of the month, and that month, he
reckoned with awful distlnctness, had 81
days in it.
1t is not easy for man of catholic tastes
and healthy appetites 10 exist for "a days on
80 shillings. Nor is it cheering to begin
the experiment alone in all the loneliness Of
London. Dick paid Z shiIlings a week
for his lodging, which left him rather less
than shilling a day for food and drink.
Naturally, his first purchase was of the ma
terials of his craft: he had been without
them too long. Half days investigation
and comparison brought him to the conclu-
sion that sausages and mashed potatoes,
twopence plate, were the best food. Now,
sausages once or twice for breakfast are not
unpleasant. As lunch, even with mashed
potatoes, they become monotonous. AS din
ner they are impertinent. At the end Of
three days, Dick loathed sausages, and, GO
ing forth, pawned his watch to revel on
sleeps head, which is not as cheap az it
looks, owing to the bones and the gravy.
Then he returned to sausages and mashed
potatoes Then he confined himself entirely
to mashed potatoes for a day. and was un-
happy because of pain in his inside. Then
he pawned his waistcoat and his
tie, and thought regretfully Of
money thrown away in times
past There are few things more edifying
unto art than the actual belly-pinch Of
hunger, and Dick in his few walks abroad
he did not care for exercise; it raised de-
sires that could not be satisfed-found him-
self dividing mankind into two classes