Waterbury evening Democrat., 1891-02-25

Wnen Lawrence read this he deeply
regretted his small command Of ex5
pletives. His disappointment nearly
burst him.
"Any reply2" asked the man who had
brought the telegram. Lawrence's tenn
per got the better of him, and he wrote:
"Why didn't you send tito Jericho?
''L. D."
He cooled down after awhile, and
finally persuaded the night manager to
have query sent to New Haven. The
answer read as follows:
| Lawrence Drane collected money
here. Fully identified"
When this reply had been read by
the night manager it was evident that
he had made up his mind what to do.
Lawrence saw 1t in his eyes, and he
knew that he was in bad scrape. He
| prepared to get out, for he was we'll
aware that arrest stared him in the
face. The manager tried to detain him.
Lawrence pushed him over chair and
fed, hotly pursued by half dozen
messenger boys and o few clerks. He
was too nimble for them, however, and
| in few minutes he stood alone upon
the street, penniless, tired and hungry.
1t is a curious physiological fact that
a man can voluntarily abstain from food
for twenty-four hours with far less re-
monstrance from his stomach than that
organ will make If its owner unwillingly
fasts for half that time. When Lawrence
realized that he had not money enough
to buy a sandwich he became hungrier
than he had ever been before in his life.
He was positively faint, and as he stood
upon corner trying to decide upon a
course of action he closed his eyes and
actually reeled with exhaustion.
A man passing rapidly along ran
against him. Lawrence did not even
look at him.
"Poor fellow" muttered the stranger;
"he's blind" and he slipped q ten-cent
piece into Lawrence's hand.
'tConfound your exclaimed Lawrence,
in rage, ST can see as we'll as you
can"
The stranger opened his eyes, his
mouth and his charitable heart at the
same moment.
"Have / lived to see this day!" he
cried. ''Here, my friend, here is half
dollar for the only really honest man in
New York"
Lawrence refused it, and tried to give
back the dime, but the stranger wouldn't
take it. He appeared to be an excep-
tionally humane old fellow. Lawrence
walked along by his side for few steps,
and the idea struck him that here was a
chance to tell his story to believing ears.
He began it with considerable hope in
his heart, but he had got no further than
a brief outline of his real financial solid
ity and apparent poverty when he heard
the stranger mutter: NEW game; new
game. Never saw it before, but I'm onto
1t just the same"
: Then he hurried away, and Lawrence
was left alone with the dime still in his
hand. The encounter had not been
wholly improbable, at all events.
He debated long with himself upon
the question how he should expend his
ten cents. That he should buy food
with it was of course foregone conclu-
: sion, but how could he get the most for
his money? He tried to recall all
the stories he had heard of men who
had been in similar depths of poverty
, stories told by Bohemian acquaintance
} who prided themselves upon such ex.
l periences. In all of these that he could
t remember the salvation of the narrator
a had ultimately depended upon thai
s great modern institution, the free
8 lunch. He had never had any persona
r experience with such fare, because he
t was total abstainer, and never visited
n places where free lunches are found
9 but he thought he knew the machiner!
y pretty we'll from the experience 0
d others. 1t was necessary to buy drinl
IS at the bar, after which one could go t.
a convenient counter and gorge himsel
e with all the de1icacies of the season.
e He looked about him for saloon
y There was one behind him, another il
l. front of him and several more in sight
New York is that kind of town. Law
K renee hesitated. He reflected that hi
$. circumstances did not justify him Il
% selecting gilded den of vice wher
st drinks might be fifteen cents apiece
it He must choose something better suite
10 to gentleman in adversely. He select
3. ed den without any gliding and Ell
10 tered. Approaching the bar he pu
n down his ten cents and tried to think c
ID some mild decoction which he coul
ID safely take. 1t was one of Mr.. Drane
Or peculiarities that he could not drin
alcoholic liquors, or even wine:
a without almost instantaneous inebris
in ton. He never dared drink even
glass of wine with his dinner because
g, went to his head. Beer he detestet
He was in a quandary.
ID "Well, young feller?' said the ba,
tender, interrogatively. At that momer
K Lawrence's eyes rested upon this il
~ scription:
IN '''. ''''''''':
n GENUINE NEW JERSEY APPLE-JACK,