Capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1893-1895, 1894-10-26

~ Oio oise seemed as happy as he. The
women in the doorways were smiling.
ana children romped along the side
walks He counted the money from one
pocket and found that it amounted to
$50, or l, 300 glasses of beer The other
passengers watched him curiously.
DE alighted at Polk street and walked
over to Dinny's place. The old crowd
was there
Come mp, you fellows" said Mr.
Wilson, land drink all you can hold. I
mean it" he added as they did not
Feem willing to stand up and take
chances Here's the stuff
He dribbled out on the bar the silver
which the conductor had given him.
Ihere was a rush, and Dinny began
Fettlng out rows of schooners.
Drink up that money! shouted Mr..
Wilson, "and say, Dinny, give me a
good cigar. "
While the boys were taking away the
'scuttles" as fast as they could be
passed up, Mr.. Wilson went out to pur-
chase awardrobe. He knew the place to
go, because he had stood before it many
time looking at the brilliant neckties
and white collars. The proprietor met
him gruffiy, but melted into smiles when
he saw the roll of money.
Fix me up from the skin out, " said
Mr. Wilson. "Give me the best stuff
you've got and hand it out quick. Have
You got back room?'
Certainly he had back room. Mr.
Wilson was shown to that apartment
and was treated to every courtesy. One
by one the necessary articles were push
ed into the room. At the end of ten
minutes he was new man. His neck
felt the dignified embrace of collar
for the first time in years. The stiff
shirt had Strengthened him up. He put
his money into his new clothes and
strolled out. The big officer who had
once kicked him moved respectfully
aside to allow him to pass.
"1'll hire some one to lick that fell
low" said Mr. Wilson as lie directed
his steps toward fancy baToom.
He drank cocktail after cocktail, and
the only effect was to increase his gem
eral cheerfulness and make every one
around him more attentive to his wishes.
Where's the best restaurant in
town." he asked, leaning over the bar
and familiarly addressing the man in
the white garments.
"It's two blocks down"
"I'll show you where it is" said a
man who wore clothes almost as good
as those Of Mr. Wilson; "come with
me- "
Mr.. Wilson locked arms with the
gentleman, who introduced himself as
president of q bank and said he was
proud to be allowed to walk along the
street with Mr.. Wilson. They met sew
eral distinguished citizens whose names
Mr. Wilson had read in scraps of news
paper around the lodging house.
They met the mayor, the postmaster,
Mr. Armour, Mr.. Field, Mr.. Pullman
and others. Every time Mr.. Wilson was
introduced the whole crowd went and
had drink. Mr.. Wilson showed them
how much money he had, and they
slapped him on the back and said he
was good fellow.
At last Mr.. Wilson and the banker
sat down to dine. They had lobster and
pie and champagne and all kinds Of
drinks, and Mr.. Wilson gave the waiter
q dollar to fan him while he was eating.
Mr.. Wilson ate two Holsters, for they
were the first he had tasted in ten years,
and every one in the house watched him
when he pulled out such a lot Of money
and demanded TO know how much he
owed the place.
After that he and the banker went
riding in an open carriage, and all the
people along the street stopped TO see
them go by. They halted in front of
saloon and had the bartender bring three
bottles of champagne out 10 the carriage
---one for Mr.. Wilson, one for the bank
er and one for the driver
While they were drinking the cham
payne out of tho bottles a crowd gath
cred around. Mr.. Wilson ordered po'
lioeman 10 disperse the crowd, and he
did 80 promptly.
NOW, what shall we do neXtI" asked
tho banker putting his arm around Mr.
Wilson's neck,
"Oh, take a little ride and then have
something more 20 drink Drive up
therel" and he stood up In the seat aud
kicked the driver In the back
So they drove up one street and down
another, while the bands played aud
women at tho windows waved handker'
chiefs. Mr.. Wilson leaned back IN the
cushions, thoroughly happy and count
ing his money, when ho felt a sudden
pain IN his right foot
The pain hecame more sharp.
ito raised himself % his elbow
He was getting tho "h0t foot " a
heavy policeman was pounding tho solo
of bis shoe The CLUB was lifted agAlR,
but Hobo Wilson drew back bis 10y
"Go wan, nov det q moye hala
tho policeman giving him klck WIN
the broad of bis foot
"Woll, im goiu, " Bhiued Hobo
Wilsop, BlQse bead Mas All lu ~hifl
AS he oame 90 his feet He picked np hls
COAT and limped around ihs cHuu "
warehouse b ald ~ esoh rlep iiie cruel
truth laoame clearer ~ him
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