The Neihart herald. [volume] (Neihart, Mont.) 1890-1901, 1899-06-17
TAUGHT A LESSON.
WAIF WAS COLD MOST OF THE
TIME.
His Philosophy the Real One Why the
Man Sought the Black Youngster a
Supper and Gave Him His Last Gold
Pieos-A Medal.

Mr.. Letson, who had just ceased to
represent a large manufacturing firm,
had always considered himself a great
deal of a philosopher, says the Wash
ington Star. The years which he had
known were sufficient in number, so he
thought, to have justified him in ex-
pecting some more tangible memento
than the tinge of gray over his hair.
The letter in which the firm explained
the conditions which rendered 1T no
longer desirable to keep a man in the
territory he had been covering lay
open on the table. 1t was the same
firm in which he had, ten years before,
hoped to attain a partnership. 1t was
not an unreasonable hope at that time,
but the careless, liberal temperament
which made him SO popular with his
trade failed to commend him as a pro-
prietary figure. And unless his part
nership had enabled him to exercise
influence which would have averted the
present condition of the firms affairs
such a partnership would have been Of
little value. Everything seems on its
last legs" he unused after an ugly spell
of coughing. Its a great pity l
couldn't have gotten that position | ap-
piled for in Chicago last month. l
suppose they thought l was too old to
learn the business" He picked up a
magazine which he had bought at the
news stand as he came into the hotel
and glanced carelessly over its pages.
A portrait attracted his attention. 1t
was a picture of al actress. I'll bet
that picture doesn't look much like its
subject" he said as he brushed aside
the clothes which were lying on a
chair and sat down. ct looks more
like Hannah. | never realized what q
pretty name Hannah is till l knew her
That's the way she used to wear hel
hair. Lucky girl, Hannah. She came
very neal marrying me. l wonder il
that fellow treats her right?"
He picked up a small roll of bills
which had fallen out of his vest pocket
and counted them over, together witt
some coin which he took from his
trousers pocket. A 500 gold piece
shone among the silver. Enough tt
pay hotel bills for a week or two yet,
he remarked. But what's a week o,
two? This world isn't scattering wei
comes Unfortunately. I've shown
my goods, and it doesn't care abou
them, and that's all there is to it
When you've made the best showing
you can to a customer and you can
transact any more business, what's tn
thing to do? Get out, of course" H
took a revolver from his travelling bai
and examined it carefully. Then h
thought of the excitement which a sho
would create and considerably laid i
aside. He dressed himself and starte
for a drug store. 1t was cheering t
reflect that it vas not whisky he de
sired, but plain poison; he would no
require a doctors prescription. A yer
small black boy stood in the front c
the hotel. AS Mr.. Letson passed tn
youngster turned up a face upon who's
nose and cheek bones the electric lam
made such striking high lights that hi
artistic sense was appealed to and h
paused.
Look here, son., why don't you G
homer" he exclaimed.
'I's dar," was the answer. 81 make
merse'f to home right hyah. De cit
pervides me wifi 'lectric lights, al
when I wants ter git wahm, I goes t
de depot"
where do you sleep?"
ooh, one place or 'nuthuh."
"Are you hungry"
"Yassir. A good deal O. de time"
what are you laughing at, yo
young rascal?"
81 didn't know I WIS %laughin'."
"Where are your parents?"
"Ain't got none. Dey moved out
town las week an fohgot to ak n
long wifi 'em. Miss Maria Sfmpsc
lemme sleep on the flo. She's bout
hundred y'ahs OF an she's gwlnet'
git put out fob de rent Monday"
What are you going to do them"
81 doesn't know. 'Tain't then VI
nohow. I reckons sumpin's gwinet'
happen. Eff 1t amt gwineter, why, d.
It amt. But rs boun' ter see 1t fro
I didn't know whah l was gwinet
keep wahm till l thought bout de d
not nor whah I was gWine to sleep te