Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1894-12-15
sNIFFLEs MEETS A SOFT MARK.
The Adventure Of a Benevolent YOun
Man With Glasses In b Beanery.

sNIFFLES MEETS A SOFT MARK.
The Adventure Of a benevolent Young
Man With Glasses in b Beanery.
From the New York SUM-
Down in the little Park row restaurant,
irreverently called beanery, the great topic
now is the way in which a benevolent
young man with glasses bought dinner
for an urchin Of the type that sells ''papes"
or 'ehines'' in the City Hall Park. and the
peculiar events following. The benevolent
young man had never been seen in the
beanery before. He hasn't been seen there
since. AS for the urchin. he is known as
''Sniffles' to all Park row and the police,
and, to use his own expressive language.
he can work de con game when dere,s
mud on the moon" By which 1t Is TO Do
understood that in adversely Sniff1es can
fall back upon his ability as solicitor OF
aims.
On the night when the benevolent young
agin it," as he told his benefactor. and
struggling to get enough money for q
square" and a shake down." 1. e., a meal
and nights lodging. The benevolent
young man was rather new at beneVolence.
Perhaps he had been reading about 1t or
somebody had been telling him stories. AT
any rate, he decided to give Sniffles Hit
when Sniffies gave him brace He was
the full extent Of his righteousness TIL
later.
Certainly. my little man." is what he
said, beamng mildly through his specta-
cles at Snifiies, when that acorn or hu-
manity had concluded a tale of woe with a
request for the price of a dinner. GU
look hungry. Come right along with me-
He led the way to the beanery, only a
few steps away. There Sniffies ana the
amateur philanthropist seated themselves,
and Sniffies was permitted to select any
thing he wished. Not quite realizing the
gorgeous possibilities before him, he or
dered repast of ''coffeen cakes"
Brown the wheats n draw one In the
dark" shouted the waiter, who was an old
acquaintance of SnifIeS, having received
from him the tip on the policy gig 4-11-44
the morning 1t was found In a dead mans
pocket, and having pocketed considerable
sum when the gig won in the mornings
drawing for the first time within the men,
DRY of man.
SMILES Story.
So interested was the benevolent young
man in the walters peculiar phraseology
that he quite forgot to question his COM
panion until the order arrived. Then he
began. All amateur philanthropists ask
questions. Naturally his first was:
What is your name?"
"Snif-Joseph Sullivan" amended Sniffles,
giving the name which he had adopted on
the occasion of his last arrest for general
rascality.
Where do you live?" inquired the
"Oh, any Of place." responded Sniflies In
a voice somewhat muffied by two-thirds OF
a griddle cake. Hey, Barney, trot US UP
another hunk o sweet, will yer?"
When the desired strip had been obtained
the youngster settled down to business,
and, having finished his cakes, started in on
interrupted by another batch of questions.
inquiries as to his past life, parentage, and
other like matters.
well, y see," said Snifies, in an easy.
conversational tone, putting u slice of bread
into his pocket in case he should need II
later. de foist l know 1 was Twin down
roun' de docks. l don't remember haVln'
no oil woman, but de Of man ulster work
'Iongshore He got on de booze an got de
shakes an one day he croaked. He never
done nothin' for me- any way, an come
up t Cityall Park an went [ sellin papes.
When l got de price l gets shakedoWn
at de Newsboys, an when ain I sleeps
in de post office in corner where no ny
cop amt comm roun' t make me chase
meself. An 1 eats Were l kin. Sec? An
wen l goes broke" concluded Sniffles with
a very sanctimonious air, Il asks some
kind gent to put me up de price. See?'
Deep thought on the amateur philan-
thropists face tits monologue proceeded
was succeeded by a look of earnest deter
mi lation.
Here. waiter bring this boy piece Of
apple pie" said he. Then he added: iii
settle for all this. I'm going cut for min
ute, but I'll be right back. John. you wait
for me here
How He Tumble<i. r.
No trust no bust. is the motto of the
beanery. In the mind of Barney. the wait
er, there was no intention of letting Sniff
fles' companion out of sight until the reck-
oEing was paid. The waiter hastily seized
his hat and followed the philanthropist.
int naiyblnrirD hotel
where there was a public telephone. The
waiter, standing outside the box, heard the
usual ding-a-l ling, Hello" followed by:
rs this the Gerry Society? Well there's
a very sad case down here-a little boy
named John Sullivan, who has no home
I'll keep him here until you come. Come
to IS restaurant, Park row. Who, L!
I'm Mr. Jonesmth. Mr.. jenkins knows me.
It's all right. You'll send man? All
right. Thank you. Goodbye"
Before the finish Barney had heard
enough He ran back to where Sniffles was
sitting slowly and luxuriously absorbing
pie
DO youse know that mug watts blowin
youse OFF," demanded Barney.
NO returned Snifiies. Il never seen
him before. But he's soft mark, he is.
good ting an lot of it,
Hes a good ting-nit!' retorted Barney
with emphasis. say, Sniffes, he's Soin'
to do yousc dir-r-rt. D'youse know wat
he's a-doin' Of? He's dom a talky-talk wild
tn Garry Society fer tn Prevention of
Christian Indeavor to Childrin, an wan
of them hummin dog catchers ii be down
here in the wink of eve t run youse in.
What Snifiies next said was from the in
most recesseS of his heart, and was eX-
pressed with picturesqueness of diction
not to he equaled in modern literature. He
concluded by asking Barney what he had
better do.
Feed yure face wild that pie" was the
advice of the astute servitor. "Wait till
he comes back, an give him jolly an
then a bit of roast. Then youse fly tn
COOP an lave me t collect tn price from
mis- Shpnctihles.'
Presently the philauthropist thus ir-
reverortlv designated returned and seated
himself opposite SnifEies, that urch'n being
the nearer to the door He endeavored
to engage him in conversation, but Sniff
fies was busy with the pie.
would you like something more to eat?"
finally asked Sniffies' benefactor.
Barney, gimme another slab o. dat
rough on rats wild apple favorin," request
ed the urchn, after a brief calculation of
tiHe.
Three bites of this he took Then he
thrust what remained in his pocket and
bolted for the door, Just at the entrance
he turned.
"Give de Gerry bloke SnffIes best"
said he in tones of derision. Then. in a
voice of concentrated fury, he added:
Now. we four-eyed dood, go to hi"
The door slammed and Spiffes was gone
His amazed and outraS ed benefactor was