The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1898-11-20


he who was doing everything, and when
they met a speculator who had tickets
to sell he pushed forward with the re-
mark:
NOW yoa must let me buy the tick
ets."
The Young Man smiled, for it was
evident that he had succeeded complete
ly. The millionaire had practically for
gotten all the unpleasant features of the
talk in his office and was buying the
tickets as If the idea Of buying them
had just occurred to him as an act of
friendship.
At first Mr.. Putancall felt tribe out
Of place and confused, but his young
friend was SO attentive in explaining
he.points Of the game and the enthu-
siasm of the crowd was so infectious
that he often forgot himself and cheered
with the loudest.
During the dinner there was but lit
tie conversation. Being a true epicu-e
the Young Man ate in silence, and Mr.
Putancall's mind was too much confus
ed with unaccustomed thoughts for him
to do any talking. But when they had
quaffed their cider and lit their cigars
the Young Man leaned back in his chair
and remarked:
II trust you have enjoyed the day?',
Indeed have. This is the best din
ner j have ever eaten"
"True. And it Is one of the things
you have been working for all your life,
though you didn't know it."
The rich man said nothing for few
minutes. Then he frightened and ex-
claimed:
'See here. have taken a great fancy
to you, and, If You will let me. I think
1 can do something for you"
"Indeed?''
There are many openings in life for
young men who have ideas, and l have
seen enough Of you TO know that you
are original"
Tho Young Man bowed gravely.
Which means" he said, "that in
return for my kindness to you today
you would coop me up in an Office and
by the duh ro1tine of business reduce
me to an uninspired machine like your
self. By helping me to earn the means
of enjoying life you would kill in me
tho power of enjoyment. Why, you
didn't even know you had a palate un-
til ordered this dinner for you. Your
stomach is simply kind Of fire box into
which you put a certain amount of fuel
every day ia order to keep up your
steam. Your heart has long bees mere
ly force pump, never thrilled by en-
thusiasm or human emotions, and your
brain is kind of spider that continual
ly spins schemes to entrap the unwary.
Today, for the first time since you have
been boy, there has been something
human aroused in you, and your offer. |
while absurd in the extreme, shows that
You might do some good in the world /
if you only knew how"
We'll, then, will you teach me?"
y can't promise. /; m Dot charitable
by nature, and ! think / have done
enough today in the way of putting a |
fellow being on the true road to eujov-
ment- Perhaps we who are poor are too
selfish in keeping our troubles to our
selves instead of making rich men hap
py by letting them help us, but we have
our faults just like other people"
Mr. Putancall could make no replv to
this enigmatical speech, so he did all |
that was in his power-he paid the bill.
But let us part as friends, {" said the
Young Man, putting out his hand as they
the street.
Aren't you going to tell me your
No / prefer. like the good fairies
IN the stories. ito be namelesz.'' .
They shook hands, and the Young
Man disappeared in the crowd, perhaps
n quest Of new adventure, and the
millionaire returned 10 his chearless
Ipartments wondering II II all had bean
! dream.