Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1899-08-27

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refused to take ner money. but
landed her IN good shape sst the eighth
floor and pointed out the room. She
set her jaw and walked In, and the
door had hardly closed behind her
when somebody yelled and chairs began
to tip over. Then there were bumps
against the walls and on the floor. and
heard a mans voice arguing and coax
ing and promising. In about half an
hour had a call from the eighth floor,
and it was the same woman VINO got
on to go down. She was red in the
face and breathing hard, but she had a
check for $500 in her hand and her
eyes were shining as she said:
1T was beautiful scrimmage while
it lasted, but he had to come to ine
and fork over. Boy, the eternal graf
itude Of a grass widow is yours. But
for you l should never have found
him.
man rode down with me. He sill
looked mussed up and hadn't got all
the dust off his back l expected an
awful row with him, but to my amaze
ment he patted me on the head and
said:
Let's see? Your name is Sammis, l
believer"
Eyes, sir"
sole support of widowed mother,
and the home under mortgage?"
Eyes, sir
"a few days ago l spoke rather
brusq1ely to you, Sammis 1t was I'M
der a misapprehension. realize my
mistake and beg your pardon. A boy
who is making a brave struggle should
meet with encouragement on every
hand This IS bill goes toward the
mortgage
Thank you, sir"
"And Sammis,'' he went on, as he
on my being father to you in the
future. Come to me in your troubles
and you will not be disappointed. You
you brought woman UP to my Of
flee awhile ago?''
eyes, SIR"
Distant relative of mine with bad
temper, and if l were you l wouldn't
say anything about it to anyone. We
all have our distant relatives, you
know"
eyes, sir, and I shant talk. If any,
one else heard the row TIL tell 'em it
was drunken man in the elevator"
That's it, Sammis-that's your cue,
and now if any further misunderstand-
ing arises it won't be my fault Best
respects to your dear mother, and don't
forget that you have found new
father"
There's a young man on the seventh
floor who is laying up sorrow for him
self. His name is Trip, and he calls
himself a loan agent. He was very
friendly for the first two or three days,
but got down on me because | went
to the basement to lick a telegraph boy
and left the elevator alone for seven
minutes. When l got up to his floor
he was mad all through and said he'd
either leave the building or have me
discharged. He went down to see Mr..
Rasher about it, and | got a blowing
up. Next day l tried to make up with
Mr.. Trip, feeling that l was in fault,
but he shook his finger at me and said:
Cub, don't make any mistakes on
me! My name is Trip.
Eyes, sir"
I'm loan agent"
eyes, SIR"
when | ring for the elevator l want
you to come up like redhot grease, no
matter who else is waiting Expect no
perquisites from me, and don't monkey
with the buzz-saw. l never did like a
boy with big mouth and freckled
face, and you just walk around here
mighty soft, or you'll lose your job"
l know about fifty telegraph boys,
and every one of them is going to help
me out. Beginning on Monday morn
ing they will each send at least dozen
tramps per day to this sky-scraper to
ask for the loan man. I will run them
up to the seventh floor and pile 'em
in on Mr.. Trip as fast as they come,
and if he doesn't do a rushing business
for the next week it won't be the fault
OF SAMMIS,