The Pioche weekly record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1877-1900, 1896-12-17

the opportunity. and then in an instant I
more she realized another opportunity /
she would crafty thirst for knowl- /
edge. Having helped me to my feet.
she hurried to say:
"I'ye heard Teddy Catty speak about
you. He said you've been on the stage
yourself. He's awful taken up seeing
that friend Of yours paint, amt he?
He's dead proud of that sister Of his
a-painting Did you know anything
about him before he came ON boardf
Did you ever see him in the ringy
He's a good clown. real good one.
They say he'll get with Barnum next
likely. There's some fun to him
not all just as if you'd pulled string.
tell him he ought to go ON the stage
comic opera. He can't sing much, but
that don't matter for funny man. I've
been in comic opera some, not princi-
4 pal, Of course, but l can get more with
the Kiralfys and in pantomime over
+ here, F" with toss of the head toward
the bow of the ship.
/ After having dreamed away half a
4 lifetime in this little world upon the
waters and having all but forgotten
previous states of existence-at the end
of ten days, that is-we anchored off
Queenstown. There, according to ex-
pectation, we met a party of pleasant
acquaintance of both sexes, and straight
way we sank-rose!-were transformed
from the lofty epicene patrons of Teddy
Catty into something perhaps more like
conventional young ladies than some
old fashioned people would suppose pos
sible.
1t is strange now to think how unim-
pressively ON this changed mood fell
the news that Teddy Catty at Queens
town had met dark sorrow. A letter
had come telling him his sister was
dead. Not that we were indifferent.
No. l remember feeling his bereave-
ment with one of those appalling
thumps of realization that visit most of
us often enough to point the blessing of
our usual 'wadding of stupidity" But
after all, this heart stopping sensation
AS usual, / think-came rather from
a sudden vision of the tragic conditions
of all life than from direct, simple SYM
pathy with Teddy Catty. Poor Teddy
Catty had all at once become very re-
mote little figure, all but invisible, and
there was so much to talk over with our
friends. News was TO he heard, expe-
riences were to be exchanged and plans
to be made
1t was relief when his roommate, a
young man-we knew nothing more
about him-came to me and with STAN
mering, misplaced apologies asked if
, thought, if l supposed, that the mis-
sionary would not mind, or did think
he would mind docs Mr.. Catty
{ wish to see the missionary" asked
J with sense Of relief, and / went glad
i ly to summon him.
t The missionary was, as usual, oc
cupied with his numerous little ones
} His wife had been sick throughout tn,
t voyage and had scarcely left her state
room.
Z He turned his bowed head a httl
/ from me as he listened, as if he wer
Q steeling himself against personal mis-
{ fortune.
, HE begins where we leave off, "
b said to myself as looked upon his pit.
r moved face.
t He came back to me after he ha
/. taken the children to his wife and said
t ''If can comfort this poor boy throug
the word and love of my Master-ther
y is no other comfort-I'll not forget it.
n to you owe the opportunity"-ther
q was self reproach in the missionary
tone. II never should have known an
! thing about him."
IT ITr no continued