The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1899-09-10

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more. who comes over here TO have his whirls So
not to make his wife and folks at home weep.
and grieved like over the time he raises when tn
Ats on him Told me about himself, in a bus
Of high ball confidence. Well, after I'd had thi
young fellow out about three hours he gives
rap underneath the scat and when Jump dowr
and look in at the door. he says:
BILL you're good people, and you'll do. Yoi
spit the language q my tribe. But say. you
make up amt right You look the bum
Your front amt bossomy enough. That bein
the case Bill, here. take the wad and go and ge
yourself fxed up
Then he handed me a roll that would stuff a
ncushion full Of the dark green papers, fifties
| and the like didn't reach out for it, knowing
the young fellow was rummy for keeps, but says |
Better plant that away in your inside kicks.
| II might get lost. and then you'd he chucking
cobbles at me when you come out o some Turk
| ish bath somewheres'
"'Stow nothing away says he. pig headed
| like You need II a darned sight more'n do,
and II you don't grab il III come out there and
| paste you
Well I could see he had a pretty good case
Of the land crabs. and 80 took the roll. just as
he handed 1t to me. and stuffed II into an inside
pocket without looking at it, This pleased him
right up TO the limit and he told me TO ask him
for more when that gone. Then druv him
10 Turkish bath and took him in. When the
guy behind the desk asked me II he had any vau-
ables outside OF his watch and gig lamps | says
no. and the young fellow went on back and got
boiled out l told the bath man that I'd call for
the young fellow in the morning around o'clock
The Baltimore whooper was waiting for when
| got around there on time He was as sober as
Judge on y, OF course. he had the dark brownies
plnyin' around him. like a man that's been up
"a To- IL.
"'Hullv mackerel, he says to me. but got the
bum end OF II last night all right Say where in the
dickens did go to blow in 81, 500
II wanted TO punish him a little, and so I gives
him the route, without lcttin' on that had nickel
OF his stuff about me.
Couldn't have got rid Of bunch as big as
that on that route. he says oh, well, l was
touched | reckon Let 'er 60
Well, say, the young fellow was 80 game and
such good loser that couldn't hold out on him
no longer. and so flashed the wad on him then
and there. before he jumped into the rig. Yought
t'have seen his mush brighten up. There was
81 260 in the roll He sized me up for fully min
ute before he said anything.
Well, II you amt farmer says he to me
then. I never one. Say. what Sunday school
do you teach in, anyhow
We'll. says TO him. you treated me on the level
when you passed me that bunch, and when a
man treats me thata way don't feel like giving
him the dinky dink
My boy, says he TO me, you ought to be treat
ed for this You're in a bad way. You're just
common, ordinary bug house now. but you'll
be doing something violent soon. II you worked
a stunt like that in Baltimore. and the rest Of the
night liners heard of it, they'd have you secretly
put out OF the way
Just the same, he gave me crisp new hundred,
the first d ever owned all by my lonesome OF that
bunch to keep. for the job.
Then there's another kind of liberal drunk
the lniun givers that hollcr had a guy out not