Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1892-09-02
sHEIAckep A PENNY.
How n Lady win a Bank Account HAD 10
Act as Neusboy,

Act as Ncwsboy,
S'hcrc are some things more cmhar-
rE sing than 10 simply be without
money, says a New York PAPER One
OF these Is 10 be Harlem lady down
town with four cents Nine miles
from seventh floor nest and short
one cent is worse than Sheridan 20
miles away on thoroughb ed horse.
A lady who lives In Harlem and is
accustomed TO spending her small
change in contiguous shopping dis
tricts found herself in this unfortun-
ate predicamcnt day or two ago.
She didn't make the discovery until
she had reached the platform of the
elevated railroad TO return home
then she almost tainted. She had
purchased an evening paper as she
came up and was short just that one
cent. She had overtraded. The
amount was small, hut the deal was
quite as disastrous in her case as il
she had been short 500 shares Of Read
ing when the coal combine got hold
Of it. She felt through everything
composing her costume likely TO con-
tain money, and added and subtract
cd and multiplied and divided, but
only the four cents remained. Con-
scious of the scowls Of the cold, cyni-
cal gatcman and the curiosity of those
who noticed her at all. she modestly
withdrew from the stair, not how
ever, before gentleman lifted his
hat politely and inquired If she had
lost anything.
''N-no; oh, nol-thank youl" she
had replied confusedly, and got away.
She was neither good-looking nor
young 1t is painful to admit this,
but IT Is necessary for the truth of
history and 10 show why she didn't
20 right along through and have
dozen gentlemen 10 assist her. Being
neither good-looking nor young and
and accustomed to the seclusion of
Harlem, she was exceedingly timid Of
the world that roars and seethes in
lower Broadway 1t was after 4
o'clock, and the few acqualntances
she could think of had gone home,
she felt certain. When she paused
at the bottom of the elevated steps
her knees knocked together so vio-
lently she could hardly stand up Her
first thought was the boy who sold
her the paper-perhaps he'd take it
back.
awe! wat are ye given me?" said
the boy when this was suggested.
'pm giving you the paper, il you'll
m hu oh haf q a
go home, and'--(Ob, the hulnilia-
ting confessionD
''Rats! Come of yer perch now,
old woman! / amt no chumpl"
'Old woman" Gracious heayensi
All for one cent, to0-and she with a
bank account and a husband with
bank account and three children
with hank account. 1t was dread.
ful, but she was desperate. II this
boy wouldn't take back the paper shc
would have TO beg one cent OF some-
body, and that-oh, dear! Such hor-
rible people do that every day and
nobody would believe herl So shc
pleaded with the boy to buy the pa
per.
iiSiN- eiNc int II jdpcI. Sdiu Hldu
OF the crowd. grullly showing cent
into hcr hand He bad just come
along and caught ut the first paper
extended as he made for the stairs;
but rs lie put the penny in her hand
he noted, half Llindly, that the hand
was white and soft and the fingers
wore handsome rings, He had
reached the second step before this
got Judgment in his busy brain, and
then he looked back and said:
well, Pm Dashed l didn't know
there was SO much money in the
newspaper busness!"
The poor blushing lady, clutching
her cent hurried across TO the other
stair and reached home to fall into
HISTORIES when she told her husband.
And he, the brute, almost has hYster-
les every time he tells Of 1t.