Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1891-10-19

being netghbors at the table. A year
afterward was in New York and did
not know single human being; and,
may add, only one married one.
Suddenly on the street one day when
was walking-walking in imitation of
q man who is walking toward some
place which he has in his mind, and not
succeeding very well with the imitation
all at once, when would have given
twenty dollars for the sight of a familiar
face, no matter whose, l saw my dinner
acquaintance coming.
l need not say that 1 was glad. 1
hailed him with a welcome that was no
doubt a little too boisterCus for New
York. 1t was too unstudied and glad
But you must remember that measly
landlady who was constantly borrowing
money of me and weeping on my vest
was the only one in the city whom /
knew, and l wanted to meet some one
who was healthy and normal and who
could talk with me.
He drew himself up to his full height,
which made his little tan colored box
coat look like Garibaldi waist on him,
and said in deep chest notes-ice chest
notes: II beg your pardon, sir, but you
are mistaken. do not know you, SIR"
l can still remember how nice and
white his teeth were as he said it, and
how he looked like man who is having
three-Quarter picture taken to send to
one he loves. He was a good looking
man, and as stood there l fell uncon-
sciously into comparing his snuff colored
derby of the newest block with my hat,
which was of course clean and decent,
but it was soft and shapeless little
thing with no self assertion about it. /
would freeze me for that.
1t got colder and colder though. l
told him who was as rubbed my chill
blains and felt his icy manner calling
forth the goose eruptions ON my peachy
surface. He said he had never seen me
never. 1 finally asked him if his name
were not Mr.. -.
He said it was not
He lied.
went to his hotel. 1t gave me some
thing to do. 1 was glad of it. l dis
covered that / was right There was
only one way to account for it. He
thought very likely that wanted to
borrow money or l would not have
given him western welcome in city
where it is not the custom. l was too
glad to see him. That was all Since
then, in the light of ripper experience,
l guess he was right. The indications
We're "agin" me.
But we ought not to judge people by
their clothes. We do it, of course, I'M
consciously. Clothes do not make the
man, but they finish him up somehow.
There was western judge once who
reprimanded the defendant in court for
wearing such a ragged and reprehen-
sible pair of trousers.
Judge" said the prisoner, "you must
not judge me by these poor old worn
trousers. 1t is unjust to me, judge. 1t
is not fair or generous. Ny pantaloons
may be poor. judge, but they cover a
warm heart"
This is often the case.
Yesterday visited the wonders of the
museums. They are delightful. All
dime museums resemble one another in
one respectively smell the same. Why
should art suffer so? am greatly inter
ested in every little je,c de spirit of ma
ture, such as the two headed girl, the
boy with various limbs and only one
head, etc. Nature, when she tries to be
humorous, will always find an apprecia-
tive audience in me.
As boy walked twelve miles to see
the Siamese twins. / remember it be
cause it was the first time l ever ordered
a dinner from printed menu at high
price restera,o, as we called it. look
back on that dinner with horror. Pre-
serves and terrapin, think. constituted
one course. The waiter early began to
read me, as did the young man who
waited on David Copperfeld when he
was on his way to school.
He helped me order things. People
came from distance to see the goods I
had ordered. The order was kept for
years, till the restaurant burned down.
II it had not been destroyed would not
have had the courage to rise and win a
deathless name.