Evening journal., 1899-03-18

| isters at the county seat whenever he
gets good order. man might almost
as well be in politics. Once in awhile,
though, he finds one of natures un-
spoiled children, with an inch thick of
cream on the milk of human kindness
-as did on Thanksgiving"
1T was good liquor, was it?" asked
( the cashier.
The drummer looked at him scorn-
fully. That's your idea of a good Sa-
maritan," he said; somebody who will
undertake to fill your skin with rum.
This man I'm talking about was going
around doing people good-shedding
bright sunshine into darkened lives
as freely as a NANCY dog does hair and
setting an example TO the community
He isn't rated above X but that kind
pf man doesn't get rich. He isn't
built like you.
Il went over to his store just before
dinner, and found the first thing that
he was going to give his clerk the rest
Of the day off. No, he wasn't going to
hold out on his wages, either. l saw
that he was getting ready TO 60 to din
/
to disturb him and all that sort of
thing, and he just smiled as cordially
as though / had been his long-lcst
brother, and looked over ray samples rs
patiently as mother of six at the
county agents. Then he sat down and
strung me off nice little order
81 sort of hattered myself that it was
my winning way that was doing it at
first, but changed my mind by the
time got through with him. l don't
believe he wanted those goods any
more than a cat wants two tails. He
merely wanted to jolly me up and make
me feel good and thankful. l was tear
ing the duplicate out of my book, and
he had got one arm in the sleeve of his
coat when q fellow comes in who
looked as If he had been up against 1t
pretty hard. He had some kind of a
> preparation to take grease and stains
out of clothes, and he wanted to operate
on the storekeeper's coat to show him
how it worked. He didn't have to.
"'Tale a box? Why certainly III
take a box says the storekeeper. Ger
tainly l will, my friend. It's just what
I've been needing; only l haven't time
: to use it now. Just rub it on, do you 2
Does it matter whether you use a wool
l or cotton cloth? Doesn't, eh? How
= much is it?'
< twenty-five cents says the ped.
dler, and l wish you hardened wretches
e could have seen the poor DEVILS fac,
}, lightup. 1t would have done you good. II
t made me glow all through my insid,
Il just as If it had been a skillfully con
}, cocted cocktail. and / had good no
o ton TO buy box of the stuff myself.
"'Thats cheap enough says tn,
I storekeeper, giving him quarter
;, Hold on; I'll take another box, be
I lieve; I'm the worst man to get greas,
e on my clothes you ever saw So h,
4, hands him out another quarter, and thl
r fellow goes out smiling so that yol
d could see it with his back turned to you
r As soon as he had gone l asked this no
e BILE man if he always bought of agent
d or only on Thanksgiving and Fourth o
k July.
"'Why,' he says, smiling benevolent
n ly, I don't advertise for them, but
r. most always buy when they com
e around. / figure out that when ma
t. goes about selling a thing that retail
e for 25 cents it's more than likely tha
e. he's hard up, and that 25 cents is
e whole lot Of money to him. It's to hi
Il credit that he does it, because don
r believe it's the pleasaniest or easies
kind Of work. Then l make it wor
% more than one way. Now, that littl
+? investment was so cents. Are you &C
c. ing up to the hotel? All right, let's &,
re and I'll show you something else.
re "He put the boxes of the cleanin
c. mixture in his pocket and we starte
N out. About two blocks down the stree
10 he stopped and opened the door OF
r little tailor shop and walked in, and
followed him. 1t was one of the poor
b, est, barest-looking places you ever saw
r, There wasn't anything in il but som
10 big shears and a smoothing iron an
le one or two scanty rolls of cloth, an
the tailor himself looked half starved
II l caught sight of little girl about fou
lr years old breaking for the living-room
r back of the little shop as we went in.
III QOl+ I DGlANNN AAN lo'A AANtAN AAAAH 40
~ anything on but thin calico slip, an
At her little bare legs were blue with tn
cold.
If "'Well, Hans said the storekeepe
It. cheerily, 'how's everything|
n "'Poorty bad said the tailor. Thei
a vas no peezness at all no more.
la "'Well there's better times coming
a says the storekecper. Here's som
IN thing I've brought you. It's a greai
as and stain remover-takes any kind
lie grease spot or stain out of cloth il
be simultaneously. There's a couple
n. boxes, and if it turns out all right
NJ think we can manage to get you son
er more
ut well, wish you could have see
n. the tears of gratitude on the po
taiior's face. The storekeeper tried
"a get away, but the tailor insisted ,
he calling in his wife and children 10 4,
k. them what he had done for them. al
le- then the whole family hung to him al
-" called down blessings on his head.