Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1891-12-13

seouins to cure him? And Khacan only
killed him before the bill was half due?
And did not Bahader, the tailor who
went on a journey to far country,
pay two dollars to sleep all night In the
bed of Pullman, the porter? And slept
he one cents's worth? Not any; for
there laid in the bed underneath him
man who had an orchestrone nose,
which he wound up before going to
sleep, so that it murdered slumber all
night long. And when he got to the
khan, and paid his kopecks for to sleep
In, slept he any In that for his money?
tro not; he sat up all night and fought
annoyances and one thing and another.
And your cousin Hassan Coffin, did he
not paw a camel driver FIVE pfenning, or
something like that, to ride with him to
Chicago? And did he ever get whore
he paid to go? Nay, verify; for they
dumped him into ditch before he was
six miles on the way, and piled mile
and half of freight caravan on top OF
him. And he never went to Chicago.
don't know where he went, but 1t
wasn't where paid to CO."
"All this is true" replied the young
Prince Adabuzam; "the world. has
naught in it then but mistakes and
trouble and care. For IL l find these
things when / travel, most certainly l
find them at home. When l walked In
the way of vanity and locked upon the
sherbet when it mixed itself Alright and
lifted itself Alright, and lifted up my
voice in the song OF the revellous and
smote the street lamps and shooed the
night police and Knocked at the quiet
ways of my good brother, the Prince
Jumsheed, truly, when the night was
full Of hilarity, the dawning OF the next
day was circus OF sorrow, reign OF
disorder, time OF tears and much
head and good resolutions. And when
1 reformed, briefly, and went to the
sociable and wasted my substance In
riotous living, and spent my little all on
five dishes of ice cream, seven
pieces Of cake, three glasses Of lem.
onade, one-half pound of mixed candy,
ten cents worth of chocolate caramels,
slab OF jujube paste, short stick OF
chewing gum and one girl, nineteen
years old, was little better off, for the
pangs of dyspepsia laid me by the heels.
There Is no money in either course,
good Gaffir, for it is so that IL go to
the supper room with the girl OF my
heart, there sticketh right by Us the
girl Of my hearts elder sister, and the
girl OF my hearts elder sisters school
mate, and the girl of my hearts elder
sisters schoolmate's pretty cousin. And
it is So that when they have eaten their
fill the cashier always desreth more
than have. Whichever way / play l
all these things?"
sit is the fault Of your youth, on
Prince AdabBzam," said the good Gafiir,
s'and nothing will cure you out age. 1t
is because you are passing through that
stage of your existence when the young
man rejoiceth in the days Of his youth
and walks In the way Of his heart and
In the sight of his eyes, and renews the
seams Of his coat with benzine, and
payeth MS landlady with soft words. 1t
is a part OF life. All men, except Adam,
were once young. 1t is all right to DC
a young man, II you don't keep IL Up too
long. But 1t is a painful thing to see q
man trying TO be young when be ist't.
Not only painful, but ridiculous.
For he doesn't do it well; it's only an
imitation at the best. And not a very
good imitation either. Do you know
old Bedreddin, the tiresome old duffer
who always breaks up your parties by
gluing himself onto you, on the ground
that he is the youngest fellow among
the boys yet?' He ceased 70 be young
thirty years ago. and hasn't found 1t
out yet, though all the boys knew 1t.
1t is good thing 70 be young, o
Prince Abaduzam, and 1t is just IS good
to be middle-sged, and il is better still
to be old, and it ought TO be the
best of all to be dead. If one die Of old
age, because the last thing We do Is 70
die, and our lifelong experience surely
should not 20 for nothing.
.sA1sheiiah, Prince. All the folly In
life is not confined 70 youth. Came /
net home unexpectedly one afternoon