The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1890-07-09

The float wllich rorc THO freight car
was pushed against ricg, Drane stoo,
up and stretched bis crampcd limbs
"Ihis isn't exactly ycatibllcd palace
car, he thought ''mt have ut leas
come through to New York withou
change, as tho timC-tnblc3 say" and hi
thrust his hands into his empty pockets
travel by froight-car without hand
bag has its disadvantages, and anon.
them is the lack OF water, soap and
chance to brush ones hair. Drano looked
out through the hole in tho sidc OF thu
car and wondered whether, out OF re
spect to cleanliness, he ought to jumI
into tho dock. Then he noted the color
OF the water and decided that he ought
not. However, he resolved to give ar
imitation OF good citizen making his
toilet, so he picked up piece OF broken
glass from the floor Of the car, and prop.
ping 1t against daub OF black paint on
q box he combed his hair with his hands,
after which he decided that he was ready
for breakfast. But tho rolls and coffee
didn't come.
| BY the exercise of discretion he es.
capped from the car and from the pier,
and stood again in the streets OF New
YORK. Thcn came more wandering,
more hunger, more perplexity. At
noon he found himself in park which
looked familiar. He dropped upon a
bench and tried to decide whether 1t
was the one where he had sat with her.
Then he asked himself frankly whether
he would rather see her at that minute
or sirloin steak with fried potatoes
and cup of coffee.
81 don't KNOW" he muttered, burying
his face in his hands. "It's hard ques-
ton. must bo in love-"
He fixed his eyes on the ground and
wondered why he didn't find half dol
lar there. No doubt there were coins
enough buried in the dust Of New York
streets to pay his way to Kansas City.
Why couldn't he find oneP lie began
to accuse his guardian angel OF serious
neglect OF duty. She ought at least to
throw enough in his way to get him a
breakfast. He poled around in the
little heaps Of rubbish at the ends Of
the bench with the toes OF his delapi-
dated shoes; but his guardian angel ap-
parently had no change to spare. He
didn't find penny.
The only article which differed from
the general collection was a piece of
pastoboard which looked like theator
check. 1t had evidently been dropped
very recently, for 1t was scarcely soiled
at all. He remembered, with sudden
start, that restaurants sometimes sold
tickets that were good for meal. With
hasty hand he saatchcd the piece OF
pasteboard from the ground and read:
This ticket entities tho bearer to one
Turkish bath at IIubbarl's, No. 90 West
Twcnty-sevcnth street. An extra
charge for alcohol or electricity"
This Is the way that Fate takes ad van.
tage OF mans position to insult him. II
was not Dranes fault that he had not
washed his face, and it was aggravating
to have a hint like this thrown out by
fate to embitter the results OF her own
uoinEs. Drano was on the point OF tear
Ing the ticket in rago and disdain when
his better judgment checked him. A
Turkish bath-house was a nice, quiet
place to rest. II offers the greatest Of
Injuries on a hot day. Truo, severely
thorough bath Is not a good thing TO take
on an too empty stomach, but still he
was sure that It could not mako him feel
my more hollow than he did without II.
10 arose and began his search for West
rwenty-seventh street. IL was not far
way, and In less than half an hour he
TODD In front Of No. 90. A handsome
'uilding 1t was; perhaps little too or
ate, but eminently suggestive OF lux
ry. Drane entered and presented his
icket at the desk. The attendant
tared at him.
'How the dickens did you get this ..
lcket2" he asked.
Then Drane saw that he would have ,
lie. He was determined TO get inside
he bath now, and q small matter OF
llsehood should not stand in his way. )
lis moral sense had been gradually
by the evil companionship OF :
Is clothes and he was in condition to !
tretch the fabric Of truths spotless /.
'be till no split 1t up the back.
Look here, he said, 81 am quite reg !,
lar patron OF this place. You don't recoR-
ize mo because-well, to tell the truth,
We been on hard spree for week I
nd have got pretty well torn up, as
'u soc. I'd like to sober up here In ;,
le bath and then I'll send out for 4
lit OF clothes in which can begin an !,
a Of reform by going homo to dinner" q
Whats your name2" asked the at :,
ndant, hesitatingly. "
Drane looked over his shoulder as IL
mako sure that nobody could hear
m declare his real identity, and then
'nding over the desk he whispered:
John IL. Smyth. You remember ths
lme, don't you?"
well, I've heard 1t BEFORE" the clerls
Imitted, "but can't place YOU"
"Am 30 changed by single week
debauchery2" said Drane, sadly; then,
still more confidential tone: "You
ust recall my name. spell 1t with T,
The clerk smiled.
81 guess it's all right, Mr.. Smyth.
Iall take care Of your valuables?"
You're too late, my young friend"
Id Drane. Somebody else Is taking II
re Of them in way that beats the "
fe-deposit vault out Of sight" u
The clerk laughed and gave Drane III
tie key strung on q rubber band dc.
med to go about the latter's wrist. ~
Number forty-one," he called To an AZ
kendRnt who immediatalv condpctad | IN