The Carbon advocate. [volume] (Lehighton, Pa.) 1872-1924, 1893-06-03

have seen at last a happy man, the
happiest l ever knew. He is perhaps 45
years old, and his happiness has been un-
broken for two years or more.
Hear his story. He is a gentleman in
svery sense Of the word. He has means,
social position and a large circle of de
voted relatives and friends He has a
fine physique, a handsome face. But
we did not call him a happy man, ''such
a happy man" until two years ago, when
the great change came He never mar
ried, and the Miss Y. of whom l tell you
was no more to him than his lifelong
comrade, his best Of friends-an old
neighbor, related to him in many ways,
but never by the tender tie.
Perhaps he had been more of an in
valid than he knew or than his friends
dreamed. One summer day he went to
the little lake not far from his native
village, a popular inland resort, and
spent what he called upon his return
that night ga perfect day" Skies were
never bluer, he said, nor flowers faire1
nor the lake so lovely to him as upon
that day. Only he had expected to
meet Miss Y. there and to have had
their usual sail together.
He would go again on the morrow,
take her with him and so double and in
crease the joy. He went to her house
that evening to play whist as usual, 1t
was Saturday. She had gone to spend
Sunday at the lake. He was very glad
she had gone, he said he would join her
the next day. During the game he al
luded many time to the happy day be
had passed. And what is there in life
after all like tomorrow full of promisei
That night after reaching his room he
had a paralytic stroke-not severe one,
only slight shock, but 1t clouded his
brain, if we can call that cloud which
fixed forever in his mind the happiness
reigning there when it came.
Every day since then has been that
happy Saturday to him. He has justre-
turned from the lake. No matter il the
snow is drifting or the rain is beating
the windows, it has been a perfect day,
everything in divine harmony. He will
go over to ks for a game Of whist.
Even if Miss X. meets him he asks if she
is at home, as if he were addressing some
one else; then he is so glad she is up at
the lake; he is going back tomorrow;
there is every sign of perfect weather,
ETC., all in his old time charming way.
Then he takes up his cards and plays
capital game and goes home in the sweet
expectation of happy tomorrow.
All else in life seems blank to him,
In that one fair niche of memory he sees
all of the past, the present and the fu.'
ture. He appears to be reading often
times when the book he holds is up side
down. Death means nothing to him.
When his friends die, he does not weep
nor question nor miss them, He has had
such happy day, and he is going to re-
peat it tomorrow.
Naturally his case is of interest to
specialists. He is never troublesome. He
goes about the village and exchanges cor
dial greetings. Nor does he always speak
of what is in possession of his mind, un-
less you hold him too long, Then he has
excuse for breaking away.
Question-If that last day of his men
tai balance had been an unhappy one,
say day black with anguish or remorse
or embittered with rage and revenge,
would he now be the opposite of what he
! is-a wild beast in toils-the remainder of
his life the horrible evolution of AN Incl
dental, who knows but an accident,
mood?-Atlantic Monthly.
A Man Who Could Keep His Temper.
"A man may be pretty smart in great
many things, but it isn't everybody that
knows how to hold his temper, remarked
Clarke Warren of New Orleans at the
Lindell yesterday. Il saw a very odd
case down in Mississippi last week. II
was in a railroad restaurant. A young
lawyer, a mammoth fellow physically,
had some words with a colored waiter
The negro was very abusive, and at one
stage of the quarrel pulled a gun. We
all thought that that meant death for
one or the other Of them, but no; the
lawyer did not seem a bit worried and
some bystanders took the gun from the
waiter. The latter then followed the
young fellow out to the platform and re-
newed his abuse and demands for salts
faction. The rest of us were dumfound.
cd at the action of the lawyer. He was
evidently no coward, and it was Just as
evident that he was more than g match
for the waiter.
'Finally the negro struck at him,
merely mockinghis hat off. Then some
one hustled him away. After he was
gone somebody spoke to the young fel-
low about it, and he said it would be
poor policy for him to disgrace his fam
lily by becoming a murderer, and that IT
would be just as disgraceful for him to
engage in fist fight. Another thing, 1t
would do that waiter good to be taught
a lesson, and on his return he would
have him arrested and sent to prison for
year or so. That man knew how to
keep his temper, and guess, after all, he
took the right view of the matter, st.
Louis Globe-Democrat.