The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-10-01
An Amusing Hard Luck Story.

The withdrawal Of Senator Jones from the
republican party has made a good many OF
the BOYS 90 over old files and pull out stories
aoout nm. and the fayorite one seems to be
the tale about his wonderful Ia, 10 nnding a
match In a desolate California canyon that
hau no road In 10 and was seldom used as a
thdnlieI ior passage. You are familiar with
/ lHr SlOlN- continued the talk5r. who was
WeN-knOWn newspaper man. 10 "A group OF
gentlemen in the aiggs house. says the Wash
lhEiOn star. Jones was at that time
/ county sheriff, and was going through the
canyon, accompanied by deputy. Both
wanted TO smoke worse than they ever did in
thelr lie, when they found they had no
match or means OF max ng a light after their
pipes were filed. Looking arO4nd, what
should Jones find living amOlZt the wet rocks
on the bottom of the canyon but a match.
ana, IN spite Of its damp reclining place, 1t
was an rgnt, ana gave the two their
desired fire. Wen. / can tell you a
story Of hard luck that is equally a. wonder
tul and good deal truer, for I never could
DeIieye mat match story Of Jones. Along in
the late 6Js / was In New York, and one
morning / woke up. after hayilg had only
one meal IN two DAYS, to ind myself the
posSesSor Of single scent piece. / was as
hungry as bear, ana entirely without valua-
pies except my OVerCOat. and the weather was
bitterly cOId. ! left my temporary lOdg n
place stranger in a strange town and
walked up Broadway, in the hopes of meeting
some one i knew. For three or four hours 1
podded back and forth, when suddenly
feminine voice called my name, ana L was
/
known IN Georgia. We chatted minute or
TWO. and She asked me TO come over to
brooklyn, where they were living before /
lett New y DIRK. l said l was going to leave
that evening, and. as l had hoped she begged
me to come over and take dinner that very
day. promised, and she left me with the
lenark that they dtned at c. 1t was then
barely noon, ana was nearly famished. The
Terry rare to Brooklyn was then cents, so l
| wandered down toward the Wall street pier,
ana bought two apples with cents out Of my
precious D. AtlaSt the time came TO emit ark
! ana over to Brooklyn / went. My friends lived
| on Montag lie street where the Wall street
! Terry boats land, and 1 was quickly at the
! mousse. Ihey were all delighted to see me,
! anu asked million questions, which l could
| give no connected answer to on account Of
! the occasional Clink of dishes in the dining
| room, mat sound set me nearly crazy At
! last dinner was announced. The father took
! mis- seat at the head Of the table behind biz
/ SlFer bowl OF steaming soup. We were all
! hetpea ana was praying for my portion to get
COo4 enough 10 sip when 1 hope 1 may die
| II my host didn't fall back out of his chair
StrlcAen with apoplexy. OF course, there was
! no more dinner; everything was excited and
! hyslerlcdl, and got out of the house as soon
| as 1 could. Nothing was left for me to do but
| pawn my coat did so. ate an immense sup
| per and the effects of 1t made me sleepy
| When was awakened to pay the check [
! doing. l was kicked out OF the place. Talk
| Ing about hard luck and out in the cold world,
out IN the street tell you ! had enough of it
! IN lew hours that time to last me all my
| IRE. l slept in an all night lunch house.
| where clerk took pity on me, that night. and
! te Graphing; but it was tough and awful
! experience My old friend was buried two
| Gays after the dinner, but | COuldn 20 to the
| funeral because didn't have an Overcoat."