The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1891-07-08
ONE ON GREEN.
A Terrible Warning that Turned Out
Be a Joke.

Be Joke.
do you see that man across the WAY
there?" asked Cawnpitt, the rich board
Of trade operator, of his friend Green,
pointing to a seedy-lookiug individual
shutting along on the opposite side OF
La Sale street 'Well, that man helped
me out Of hole once"
''Well, well, you don't say so: and see
how your positions are reversed to-day"
replied Green, as he rushed off TO keep
an appointment, his thoughts dwelling
as he went on the uncertainties of life
and the fckleness of fortune; for he was
had presentiment that he was born 70
be beggared on declining market. AS
pictures of paupered millionaires kept
passing through his mind in tattered
array he grew more and more despond
ent, and the balance of the day he de-
voted TO hedging his position. He turned
bear on the exchange and sold out on
four of his favorite stocks; Cancelled
an option on so, 900 bushels of prime
winter wheat at 961S cents, and
took out another s1o,0 policy on
his life. On his way home to the
suburbs he prophesied to his acquaint-
ances big flop in prices for next day.
and he filed the train with rumors of
an impending panic IN the money NAL
ket. On his arrival home he warned the
hired man to be sparing with the fur
mace coal; that it was a dollar a ton
dearer than last year. AT dinner that
evening he told his wife that she and
the children had better worry along an
other year with the old pony phaton;
and he guessed they had better post
pone that trip to Europe for the pres
ent. He turned out three of the four
gas jets in the library, and shivered as
he drew his chair up closer to the coil
Of steam-pipes in the corner. Then, as
they sat in the yellow gloom of the
solitary burner, he related dismal anec-
dotzs of One-time nabobS .whom he had
known, who, to-day, were objects of
charity, till his little wife got worked
up to such pitch that .she retired in
tears, regretting that she had bought
that S1s.60 Easter bonnet. He then got
up and lowered the solitary gas jet, till
the room resem bled a death-chamber at
midnight; and as he drew further into
his corner, and sat with his head
buried between his shoulders, and
his hands thrust into the depths
of his trouser pockets, he looked as
though he was prepared for the worst.
Presently he was snoring. Five min
utes later he awoke with a start, his
blood-shot eyes resting on the ragged
form of La Sale street millionaire
crouching in the opposite corner. With
trembling hand he turned up the gas,
when the image proved to be an artful
combination of tides and settee. Next
morning Green had the grip. Toward
evening he was raving and in high
fever
When at last Green got his mind
back to things mundane, and was able
to read newspaper, he was Mortified
to find that his four pet stocks, instead
of falling off as he had predicted, had
opened at point and half above the
closing figures, and had already reached
SIX to ten points above his selling
price. Prime winter wheat was quot
ed at S1.033[; and when Green thought
of his Cancelled option on so, 600 bush
els at 961s cents, he got relapse.
One of the first men Green met.
when he was able to crawl down town,
was Cawnpitt; strange, too, that they
met at identically the spot of their last
meeting; and as Green glanced hastily
toward the other side of the street, he
shuddered as he noticed the same di-
lapidated individual slouching along. to
whose existence he attributed his late
by the way" said Cawnpitt, after
greeting Green, do you see that man
across the way there? Well, he helped
me out of hole once"
Yes" stammered Green. as his teeth
chartered and he turned pale; you told
me that before"
"Ah. did 1? Then excuse me, for !
hate to work the same joke on a man
twice.
Joke! What joke ?" whispered
Green
"Why, the hole he helped me ont of
was an open coal-hole in the sidewalk |
Down there. | gave the beggar five |
dollar bill, and ever since then he has
been haunting me, hoping, l suppose,
hat ! viii fall into another"
And this accounts for the present !
,oldness between Cawnpitt and Green. |
R. f. Wilson, in Light
SOMNAMBULISTIC SWIMMING. |