The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1892-05-18
HIS soRRoWFuL STORY.
1t Went All Right Until He Came to
the Bath.
From the Chicago Tribune.

From the Chicago Tribune.
Before you turn me- away from your
door sir" began the battered specimen OF
that you hear my story"
lis it long oneF' asked the man of the
house. ..
something like an hour and q half, but l
can give the principal points Of it in few
minutes
"You may give it to me in its abbrevi-
ated form"
~ was born in Ohio"
How old are you nowF
"Forty-three.n
please skip about forty-two years and
eleven months"
Across the face OF the rickerty looking
tourist flashed spasm of pain, but be reso-
lutely brought his narrative down to modern
times.
Inserting a row OF stars, :" he said, ITO
represent that portion OF my history which
may be described as my childhood, growth.
maturity
And decay" suggested the listener.
"And decay" assehted the eleemosynary
wanderer, II will come to the events that
have shaped my career for the last few
years"
"It you find that the recital of the facts
house, feelingly, you can lean up against
the side OF the porch"
Thanks" replied the man, drawing him.
self up with dignity, II am accustomed TO
all kinds of treatment Your sarcasm is not
lost upon me sir, but | am Injured 10 hard
ships of this description. Shafts of satire
do not penetrate, If l may so express N.Y.
self, the armor-the-the-"
THE incrustation," said the other, COM
ing to his relief.
1.-THE moral coat of mail that protects my
inner self from hurt and injury" proceeded
the traveller, ignoring the suggestion.
They do not pierce it, 1t may interest
you and it may not, to learn that l am
refugee"
From Russian
''No sir. From Mississippi. I am food
sufferer"
$50 soong'
The refugee coughed a deprecating cough.
al could easily explain the celebrity of my
movements" he replied, but at your re-
quest | have drawn a veil over my history
almost M to the present moment. Suffice
it to say was food sufferer a few days
ago. To-day | am here. A few days ago
was a happy, contented dweller IN Missis-
| sippi. To-day l am a homeless wanderer.
Unprepared for disaster, not dreaming Of
| the horrors to come. walked about my lit
| tie plantation in the valley Of the Oklahoo-
| Chez"
at was the Tombigbee, wasn't itF'
"you are right. 1t was the Tombigbee.
| Life was dreamy idyl. Care free roamed
| the woodland, the meadow, the cultivated !
| field, possessed Of sufficient means to enjoy
life without the depressing necessity of en-
| gazing In manual labor. It was too bright
TO lastl The enchanting dream was fol-
lowed by a swift awakening The rain de-
scended, the floods came and the lovely
| allahatch-Tombigbe became a roaring
| flood. 1t swept away the accommodations OF
| years. 1t reduced me to penury in a mo-
ment. Yet did rot abandon my home un-
til driven to the last extremity. AS the
| roaring waters mounted | climbed to the
roof of my dwelling. Remained there I'M
til the topmost brick in the highest chimney
was submerged and then l fearlessly COM
mitted myself TO the water. l swami"
Hold on! You fearlessly committed
| yourself to the water, did your
| 81 did sir. swan until"
THAT will do, my friend. have list
ened patiently to your story. l have ac-
cepted without argument your statements
concerning your former prosperity and pres
| emit adversely. ] have been much interested
In the abbreviated history of your life aud
sufferings. / have thrilled with sympathy
for you, my friend. My generous impulses
| have been stirred to their utmost depth and
| | have felt the tears of compassion yelling
| up from their hidden source, but IL you
| don't climb down off this porch and take
| yourself out of these premises in less than
no time, you lazy, dirty, lying, worthless
rum-nosed vagabond I'll kick you clear up
! through your greasy old hat Get ouu!"
1.-The next time l work off that story"
muttered the grimy tourist to himself after
| he had got safely outside the gate aud
started on down the street. I'm omit that
swimming bath. 1t didn't seem to wash"