The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-05-23

| stick, and at the end OF the week 80
paid for his string" just the same a
the other men.
HE knows sight more about SET
ting type than he does about writin;
editorials" said the horse editor.
''All the same" rejoined the societ,
man, you'd feel mighty bad if yo1
were set back that way every now ant
then"
''Of course should, and l wouldn'
stand it, just as l said before. Their
are plenty of other jobs in this tow
I for q self-respecting white man." ant
we all laughed at his earnestness.
do not think any Of US knew tha
the old fellow had a son until one nigh
a tall, handsome young man walked
| into the room and asked if Mr.. SandforC
whom we always called by his frs
name-was in. We directed him up
| stairs to where his father was at work
and with pleasant .'thank you" he
| went out. The operator, it seemed,
knew of him.
Hes some sort of an actor, or stage
manager, or something, down at the
Globe" he remarked vaguely, with one
ear open for his call on the instrument,
but he gets very fair living, guess. .
why don't he support his father,
then?" inquired the horse editor. indig-
nantly. "A man who would let his old
father be bu1feted around this Office
like bundle OF old papers, when he is
plenty able to care for him, ought fo
be thrashed."
THE trouble is said the operator,
listening impassively to his friend Wig
orous remarks, the old gentleman viii
not accept any aid whatsoever from his
son: he's as proud as Lucifer, and he's
got some crazy notion of dying in the
harness. as he puts it. They live in the
same house. but he won't take 4 cent
from his son, and he pays the old serv-
ant they have just half of what she
gets for waiting on them. The boys
mother is dead
That's no excuse for his letting his
old dad worry his life out in newspaper
work." persisted the horse editor-who
had the highest notions of honor and
flial love of any horse editor l have
ever known, by the way. A fresh batch
of proofs came down the shute with a
rush as the operator started to speak
again, and the subject was dropped for
the night.
Early the next morning when I got
home l told my wife, who always wakes
up when l come in, about Josiah and
Son. as we had begun calling them al
ready, and. with womans usual sym
pathetic feeling for all mankind, she
proceeded to keep me awake good halt
hour asking questions, and planning
some way in which to relieve Josiah's
burdens. And the last thing heard as
finally dropped of to sleep, was:
Don't you think, Frank, we could have
him up to dinner some time?'
Il told Edith about Josiah and his
son." said my wife the next night at
supper, ''and she knows them both. She
says they are both very smart men. but
that they have had reverses all their
lives-that some horrid men have taken
everything they had several times, and
that they are poor because they Won
take the cases into court. She says
that you can see in their manner that
they are true gentlemen. Her pretty
eyes filed right up with tears when
she was talkIng-she's an awfully sym
pathetic girl. don't you think, dear?"
yes" answered, sugaring my cot
fee, and how is she managing to spend
her new fortune?" For this sweet little
e !, /,
sum of money left to her by an accom-
old uncle, who kindly died
just as she was thrown upon her own
resources herself by her fathers death.
Very well, l imagine; she's got the
loveliest clothes and things. and she is
a little cottage for Fresh Air
children out in the country with some
Of it OF course she's in mourning" as
my wife noted my raised eyebrows, but
my dear man, you can have lovely
things as well as other kind
She has given up her trip to Europe,
this year, at any rate"
What made her change her mind?''
II don't know, I'm sure; she didn't
tell me. Are you going now? Well,
dear, remember about Harry's shoes
the poor child is absolutely barefooted,
and don't forget to send up the butter,
please, for we have" and my little
woman proceeds to detail to me the
Usual list of household necessities
man is forever ordering, and yet never
inds when he wants them at home,
It was about week afterward that
Josiah came down to the room at mid
hight, his hat on his head and his coat
lnder one arm, while he rolled his !
'hirt-sleeves down with type-grimmed /
fingers. Without speaking he went to I.
.ause the ''night-editor' might be any
# US, since Bird had not consented to /
one to our nest) desk and took the /
ew things belonging to him personally |
rom it. Then he put on his coat and /
anne over to US with his lips and eyes
milling more cheerfully than 1 had .
yer seen him smile before.
where now. Josiah?" asked Brothers. |
IL am going to the country" an
wercd the old fellow, clearing his
hroat of a happy lump, imagined.
What? Not leaving us?" / asked.
"Yes, sir; have been called to the
ditorial control Of the Mortonville
,agie, and l leave tonight for that
own"
We'll, well" we exclaimed in a
reath. Good for Josiah and when
he quiet cheer which followed had sub
ided-
Allow me-" said the horse editor,
,aiiing personal" OF Joseph's depar-
IRE on the edge OF his pad, 80 con
ratuate you most heartily on your
ew position. We all wish you IN
ounded success, don't we, ooys?'
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