The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1894-07-05

chilled to the marrow by feeling the
head walters breath on the back Of
his neck.
Nv hat room, sir, please?"
Ninety nine." he replied, at ran
dom, his nerves bracing to to the stu
alton. He stro'led down the steps.
went out at the front door, turned the
first corner and ran like q thief.
He felt like one, too.
"Pshaww he exclaime ed, when I'm
in funds, I'll pay for the breakfast and
everything else" At l 80 o'clock he
stood on the corner Of Broadway,
Fifth Avenue. and Iwenty-third street.
An omnibus, chartered by an enter
prising firm to convey their patrons
far over to the West Side free Of
charge. stood at the corner With a
chuckle of delight at his own audacity,
he took seat within IT. Alighting
after a long ride at the door of an e5-
tablishment. he walked quietly down
the avenue and entered the Grand
Opera House. He waa about Offering
to the door keeper the pass which he
had picked up in the park when his
eye fell upon its original owner, who
with his fashionably dressed lady,
disconsolately without the gate. There
was but one thing to be done.
Beg pardon. but tins pass syours.
| think, sin! The Thespian smiled
joyously.
.'Cerfainly, sir, it is; bat how
L sat near you in the park last
evening. found this where you had
been sitting, and fancied that should
find you here"
You are very kind. I'm sure. Are
you an actor!
The stranger from Chicago thought
Of Shakespeare: ''All the worlds a
stage, and all men and women merely
players" And he unblushingly re
piled: Il am,
Then I'll see If Business Manager
Matthews won't give you seat" That
official did 80, and. though separated
from his new found friends. the pen
penniIess pilgrim from the lake city
saw an excellent play in which it was
demonstrated that all the poor peo-
pie are saints and the rich ones sin
ners. Ii was evident that the author
Of the play had never been in an i'm
pecunious condition.
Six O'Clock, Our friend was getting
hungry again. His brother would not
arrive in Jersey City before 9 O'Clock.
Stroiling toward Corlandt Street
Ferry, he saw a brilliantly lighted sa-
loon. He entered. A large table near
the door was covered with tempt
ing lunch. free, Of course, TO those
who purchased wet goods IN the es-
tablishment. How appetizing it look
ed, with the snowy cloth and neatly
folded napkins. Hot soup, radishes.
sliced tomatoes, cold ham and tongue,
picked mussels, delicate pats of but
ter, bowildering ray Of bread and
crackers. three or foTr kinds Of cheese
and a noble joint Of cold roast beef
The nervy waif from the West saun-
tered slowly in among the throng. He
examined the pictures critically, took
a Glove, whipped his mouth ostenta-
tiously as he approached the lunch
counter and then pitched in He
sampled nearly everything, Once,
Wneu he IelG JEe DdSlIlSh eye OF Inc
barkceper was on him, he only cut an
extra slice Of beef, and gayly hummed
Rock a-Bye Baby" with his mouth
full and his knees trembling in fear.
Another trying ordeal OF passing non
chaiantly through an ordinary, every
day door, and he was safely in the
street once more.
He must cross the ferry and meet
his brother at 8 as be alighted from
the train, for he did not know at what
hotel his brother meant to stop. But
The ferry pass
Only 3 cents. He wouldn't beg.
He was too near the goal for that
Hey, Railway Jack, are you agcin'
over de ferry sOon?'
''Yass, goin' naow; right away"
Den III drive over wild yer" 1t
was a large farmers wagon, covered
with canvas. As the Jerseyman and
the butchers boy were climbing on to
the front, their unseen Chicago friend
crawled softly into the back of the We