The comet. (Johnson City, Tenn.) 1884-1916, 1891-06-18


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him. 10 you think / am > Texas steel
/ that yon feed me on raw potatoes2 Ar
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The head waiter was entirely non
j plusssd He went to the waiter and
roasted him ft terrible rate. People al
ever the dining room got Interested II
threatened to break up the house. The
proprietor came in. Business was para
| lyzed Eseshs roasted peanuts went ar
| three points. Then it was explained, and
peace returned to the cuisine and the
breast OF. the waiter. do not think that
man should do that way It hurts the
public confidence and shakes our faith
in values Hs Mass "a
Yesterday several acquaintance met
In my room, and one of them, a Lotos
club man, desired to extend the hospi-
talities of my room So he rang the bell,
and good looking bell boy with light
hair and dark eyes, with handsome dark
browsa and a sad expression. came to an
swer the call
"Did you ring?n he asked in low
tremulous tone.
eyes, I did" said the visitor. Nov
fiy around, Johnny. and ask the gentle
men what they will have. s.s
"All right" said the pensive lad, as he
put little Of my Edenia on his hand
kerchief. 81 will ask them what they'll
have, but don't propose to pay for it.
want it understood that / act merely
as Your agent in the matter"
Sometimes these bell boys are quite
bright that way.
This letter is peculiarly rambling, and
SO venture to refer here to singular
circumstance which witnessed in the
cars last week An elderly man got on
at Jasper. He was going to Arcby. The
less people travel the more they are over
come and Mortified with a short journey.
From the fuss made over it You would
have thought that this man was going to
the Holy Land to visit the home of some
Of the broad humorists of the Old Testa-
ment. He stood in the door and kissed
nine grown up women in an explosive
way. and said goodby- to them with
real tears In his eyes. He was kind
old man, with faded place on the back
of his neck where his long hair had
shaded It all winter, but where the bar
Der had been at work and fixed him
all up.
He was all excited with the prospect,
and after he had kissed quite large
delegation of his neighbors he came in
with his black enameled valise, contain
ing his other vest and some doughnuts,
and as the train started up he gave a
lurch and sat down In the lap of mid
die aged lady who was holding little
bracket made Of cigar box with jack
knife. It took six long months in the
uncertain light of the periitentiary for
her son to make this for his widowed
mother, and when he was executed
fortnight ago he left it with many bit
ter tear upon it, for her.
The venerable widower crushed it
when he fell, and mourn came up from
the sore heart of the boys lonely mother.
Quite number of thoughtless people
laughed when they heard the little
bracket go by the board, but they would
not If they had known its sorrowful his
tory. aa
The farmer apologized over and over
again, and his tenderness made the
widow weep little more till she had to
tell him the sad story, and then she
showed him paper. He wiped off his
specs eight times before he got through
with it Then he bought the widow
big red apple, and when the brakeman
howled stArchyr' he did not get out, but
went past with the widow toward her
home Possibly in the Indian SUMMER
Of her life she will bless the day when
the gentle hearted amateur traveller sat
down on the poor little bracket, and he
also win cease to regret it. Quien Sabe
las the Teller says.