The herald., 1897-01-11
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
: II. GREELEY SCOOPS, :
Z DOUGHkUT FlEND !

"Oh, father" sobbed the beautiful girl
in pleading accents, as she entered the
library at 3 o'clock in the morning, why
will you not give up this terrible sinker
habit? Do you still imagine yourself
on Park row."
H. Greeley Scoops blushed and hung
his head. and we'll he might, at the evil
dence of his slavish passion revealed
to the sight of that innocent child. A
cup of coffee and, n plate containing
three large fat doughnuts stood at the
base of the shaded lamp, by the light OF
which he had been poring over scrap
book of newspaper clippings-his own
work. One fire badge and a medley of
German silver stars, bearing the names
of various journals, lay on the table.
For twenty years or more had MT.
Scoops dashed to and fro. wild-eyed
and disheveled IN that frenzied. space
garroting region known as Park row.
No other journalist enjoyed such vogue.
He was never at home except for few
restless hours between daylight ana
noon. AS for taking a meal in the bos-
ON of his family, well, that event, II II
ever occurred, was lost in the realms Oh
antiquity They knew not when. what
where or how he ate, and as for II. Gree
ley, he was Mttle better enlightened Oil
the subject.
In time the death Of a relative (his
wife) left fortune to the Scoopses.
The mad, dizzy whirl that ends, alas,
too often, in the alcoholic ward, granted
rest and peace to the worn and niagara
man. During the first few weeks OF lux
urious retirement mottled patches or
color, attributable to beafsteaks, proke
out on the doughy features of Mr.Scoops.
But this unhealthy glow soon gave way
again to the leaden overcast.
On the heels of triumph came the fear
full truth, II. Greeley Scoops was con-
firmed doughnut fiend-a hopeless slave
to an appetite contracted on Park row.
where weary, bounded creatures are lot
ever putting an enemy into their mouths
to steal away their gastric juice. III
vain had Mr.. Scoops endeavored to con-
ceal his malady-SQr such 1t was-from
the family, but the appalling truth could
no longer be hidden. They knew he was
bilious made so by an Unsuitable, sap
ping lust for the deadly Park row ooush-
nut.
"Please. father''-tears rolled down
the cheeks of the stricken man as inc
girl resumed her pleading-"oh. 90 eAsrt
your will power and give up the slnkers.
You don't know how unhappy youi
cesses make us"
He glanced at the plate of doughnuts
an,d a hopeless look, coupled with long
ing. settled on the face of the victim
Drink all the draW-ones you Wan.'
father. dear" the fond daughter Whls-
pered "but let the sinkers alone. II You
could only eat in moderation and stop at
that, we might bear it; but, father, you
know you're full of sinkers all the time. :
TOO true, my child; too true" groaned
the miserable slave.
.'Then, why don't you quit? Hash
moor mamma banished the tempter from
our table,"
Yes" faltered Mr.. Scoops.
.'Then where did you get these? Oh,
/ father, don't try to deceive me. ex-
cJoarned the maiden, throwing her arms
around his neck. II watched you sneak
ing out of that low bakery on the cor
ne.r today with a greasy bag In your
hand. The other girls saw you. too. and
and they twitted me about bilious
fathers"
II. Greeley Scoops, drawn and ghast-