Arizona republican., 1898-11-21
ODDS AND ENDS.

Jones were exchanging "reminiscences Of the days when Chicago was young CT and smaller and they fell to talking about the stingy men of the early times. There were a number of these grasping characters but there wers two whose penuriousness made the others drop far into the background.
 They were both physicians. "Dr Fish" and "Dr. Blake is near enough to their real names for all practical purposes.
 "Dr Fish bought a barrel Of apples one day. said MT. Henrotin. "He must have got it for about the cost of the barrel CT he would never have been so eXtravagalt. He was taking them home in q wheelbarrow-he wouldn't hire a wagon, of courss-when he met B. NJ Scott
 What have you got thers?' said Scott. 'Apples?'
 "'Yes,' said pr. Fish. I've been buy ing Q few Baldwils. Got 'em cheap
 "Scctt lifted up the head Of the bar Tel-of course, Dr. Fish had opened it and looked at them carefully before he bought them-and took out ore.
 "He was rubbing it up and down on his sleeve. The doctor looked at it wistfully.
 Say. MT. scott, he said presently, were you going to eat ,hat now?'
 Why, yes,' said Scott, keeping or rubbing it off on his sleeve.
 Well, said the doctor, rather apol- Oge,ically, would you just as soon take a specked One?'
 
 That was just like old Dr. Fish" said Fernando Jones. q knew him once to do something just about as bad. You remember, he used to have a store on Lake street. One day he was sitting in another store about a block away from his own in a crowd that was gathered about the stove, telling sto- ries. There was a pouring rain out sids.
 Pretty soon a little fellow came in. He was dripping from head to foot from the rain.
 ''He went up to the counter and asked for a Denny's worth of snuff.
 We don't sell a cena's worth of snuff" said the storekeeper.
 "The little fellow went out the door, and started to streak it up the street so as tO get out of the rain as soon as possible.
 Somebody was right in the midst of an interesting story. Now, the doc tor-you remember don't you-was as fond of a story as anybody. He also hated the rain. But he immediately edged away from the crowd, and started for the door.
 "'I'il bet you the doctor is going af- ter that customer, said one of the men. Sure enough, he was. The last we saw Of the doctor, he was chasing through the rain to catch that boy and take him over to his store to sell him that cents worth of snuff"
 
 Both men chuckled, for it recalled a wealth of pleasing "reminiscences. They discussed his personal history and characteristics at length.
 After all" said Mir Henrotin, "I do not think he was bit closer than old Dr. Blake.
 You know that clothing store that used to be on the corner of Dearborn and Randolph streets. One day Dr. Blake went into the store and looked all around until he could see just the right clerk to wait on him. Presently he saw D. M. Brown, who was working there then. He beckoned to him, and brown came up.
 Say, Brown he said, my wife is fixing up my old overcoat for ther win ter and she needs some buttons. Now, if yCuIl let me see what you have, 1 can pick them cut.
 'ErOWn took down pretty nearly a. he buttoIs they had in the store be fore Blake found the kind he wanted. They were a shilling a dozen.
 ''I only want eight said the doctor. T suppose you'll give them to me for cent apiece?' Brown agreed to this a-d the doctor took the buttons.
 Tn 2 day or two he came back, looked all around the place again until he spied Brown, and called him up to the counter where he was.
 Say, Brown he said, you remem- Der those buttons 1 got here? Well, my wife finds she only needs seven, SC I've brought back one-youl give me cent fer it, won't your
 He g3t the cent"
 That's little different from the way I heard it." said Fernando Jones' T understood he came back and want ed the other four buttons at the rate of a cent apiece. Chicago Journal.