The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1894-12-18

dreadrully, more on account OF our old
back yard and the symphony concerts
than anything else. 1t was such nice
place for dog to play in-that dear
old back yard-and then there were
never any concerts like the sympho.
MES. Besides New York is really too
big and busy and noisy to take any
sort of comfort In. I told Bartwick so
when he first talked of coming here,
and he wouldn't believe 1t, but guess
he does now. Don't you, Bart?"
She looked at him as she spoke with
q sort of mute appeal in her eyes and
suggestion Of deferent;aI repose in
her manner. ''Well, Hat, don't know
but what you're about half right" said
the young husband, speaking with the
hesitancy of New Highlander who has
fully made mp his mind on subject;
'you see. we miss the nominees of Bos-
ton, the South church, the big music
hall, Bunker Hill monument and the
state house. There's nothing here that
can take the place of such landmarks
as those in the hearts Of the true Bos-
tonese. Besides get lost in New York
when try to walk on the straight
broad streets. and I can't get elbow
room enough in these narrow, stuffy
flats"
Il hope You have observed,' whis
pered the spirit, that there are no
bay windows in the inside rooms Of
these New York apartments"
''Of course there are none" rejoined
Scrooge, there are other apartments
built right against them and c window
would command view of nothing but
Q brick wall"
'In Altruria," said the spirit, IN .
superior tone, ''there are only two
houses to the block and two windows
to each room"
Property must be valuable thore,
but don't you know any people who
are trifle more lively than these? 1t
seems to me that have heard this dis.
cussion about Boston and New York
once or twice before"
''Hushl" said the ghost, impressive
ly; this is realism. and lively people,
as you call them, would feel sadly out
of place here"
Then the conversation at the dinner
table was taken up by the host. ma
tive New Yorker with white hair and a
dark mustache, who remarked:
"Well, there's one thing l like about
New York, and that is Wall street,
when stocks are moving. I was long on
Lackawanna last week-more's the
| pity-but Charley Opdyke cleaned up a
matter Of ten thousand by keeping on
| the right side of the market. Now.
Bartwicls. III give YOU tip on Man.
| haitian Elevated that you can paste in
your hat"
Come said the ghost, taking his
companion by the arm.
Hold on" cried Scrooge, trying
vainly to cling to his chair, 'it's no.,
often that I get pointer from the
! spirit world, and this one ought to be
worth something"
Come" repea ted the spirit sternly,
as he dragged MIN away. ''if you made
money from that pointer, as you call
it, you would not earn it; it would
simply be taken away from somebody
else In Altruria stock gambling Is
| unknown"
Then New York is good enough for
me-" retorted Scrooge. as the two dis
appeared through the front wall Of the
building.
Scrooge was wide awake when the
clock struck two, and the third OF his
| ghostly visitors began to msterialize
! on the moonlit floor. Slowly the phan-
! tom approached. and as il came near
| him. Scrooge saw that II wore the
| shape of a heavy-jawed. smooth-faced
man. clothed in evening dress and
wearing long hair that fell down over
/ his shoulders IN the matted, unkenpt
| locks which are the fruit of the finest
/ tonsorial art and are designed as
| safe and harmless 81 bstitute for genius.
| The spirit crossed the room with
/ leaden footsteps and an air of such ex-
| IRENE physical exhaustion as 70 con-
vey the idea that he had just returned
from hard days work.
- am weary and no mistake, said
( the spirit. for all the world as II
| Scrooge had voiced the thought upper
most in his mind. and 50 would you
be II you were in my place. for have
! been making brilliant British epigraus
/ eli day long and my back Is almost
! broken with toll. But come with me,
I for am the ghost OF Christmas Yet 10
/ Come. and have much TO show you
whittier are you taking me-? de-
manded Scrooge weakly a. they foated
| across the city and far out over the
/ gray tossing sea
We are going 20 the land where the
/ Do6o dwells and The yellow aster
| blooms" rejoined the spirit sternly.
/ What, That woman who Is funny
al breakfast exclaimed his horror
stricken carnnAuian-