Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1901-11-23
\ Thanksgiving Dinner.

\ Thanksgiving Dinner.
Morning paper, sir; Public Ledger,
only > cents" An old gentleman who
was about to enter second-class reStau-
rant stopped and looked at the lad. III
is late in the day to purchase morning
napers" he said You have only one
lett, / see; couldn't you fall a cent on
ity' That could, sir, was the cheer
full answer. I've been going ever since
q o'clock. and am ready 10 have
THANKSGIVING dinner now. Were you go
ing jim herey"
The old gentleman hestated and pu;
his hand in his pocket. Il don't know.
lad" he answered. He is as poor rs
can be" Nat thought, as he took hasty
survey of the rusty coat and well-wora
hat. Il reckon he can't even afford
decent dinner on Thanksgiving day"
See here, sir" Nat said, as he laid
OBTAINING hand on the old mans arm.
come in and have dinner with me. I'm
going to treat myself, and there Is no
body to share II with me
The old gentleman looked startled am
examined the boy closely. Why. lad,
you are poor" he said, and | caGuot
take advantage of your kindness. M.
raised himself on tiptoe, snatched oil ms
dirty little cap and thrust his hand into
his jacket pocke, Hear that money
jingle? Why. | cleared 30 cents this
morning and as much more yesterday.
You don't call that being poor. do sou:
Some of the fellows even call me
Nathaniel Brown. the millionaire. The
old gentleman smiled eucouraglngE.
but you don't spend it all. do your
There is little good derived from money
thoughtlessly squandercd.
The hoys face fairly shone. We'll
sir there's one boy in our set that has
kick against me. aud he calls me MT
Brown, the mser. But" growing conf
dental and drawing nearer. Il IN say
ing il for mother and sister Betty. w men
we get enough ahead they are coming
TO the city to live; then | shall nave
lyon are indeed better off than
thought. Nathaniel" the gentleman
said Go in and have your dinner,
lad. and enjoy 1t as YOU deserve;
II want You to come in too. sir. New
or mind about the cost; III attend to
that Thanksgiving day comes but once
year. and mother would say, share
your blessings with the needy, Natty,
my boy. Come in, sir, do come, Nat
continued, as the old gentleman hoSitated
and was about to turn away.
well, | will, since you 50 much wish
il. but never mind about Injuries, boy;
a cup Of hot coffee would satisfy me-
n cup of coffee for Thanksgiving
dinner, Why what kind Of fare is thatf
Here, waiter, pie enough for two, 4
round slice of ham, dish Of potatoes and
Il pot of coffee. smoking hot
Anything else you would like. SIR
But the old gentleman shook his head
and looked approvingly at the boy over
the rim Of his steel-bowed GLASSES.
This is something like dinner now,
amt itY' Nathaniel declared fifteen min
utcs later, while in the midst Of enjoy
ing hearty meal Folks that amt
used TO such living knows how to APP
preciate it, don't they? | reckon ! amt
kn0wcd such treat as this since last
Christmas, when | went ont to see moth
or. DO you live all alone SIR
The old gentleman sighed aud gave a
silent assent
Hes old and poor. and nobody cares
for him. thought Nat Here. sir, yon
take most of this pie. and III finish up
tastef Wasn't it lucky that we got here
together Not much sport eating alone
on day like this. is il? Would you
mind telling me your name. sirT The
old gentleman took pencil from his
vest pocket and wrote Henry Turner,
1919 Diamond street" Drop in lad,
and see me- he said. Thank you. sir
The gentleman put his hand in his peck
ct. I'm pay my share Of this feast.
lad" Nathaniel eagerly demonstrated.
1T was my treat, sir" he said Here.
waiter, want. To settle my account.
Nat squared his bill the gentleman quiet
Is arose and left the restaurant.
The week which followed Thanksgiv-
ing was u busy one for Nat, but he did
not forget the old gentleman and his res
oufion to call upon him soon. One day
Nat sold out earlier than usual and has
tened his steps toward Diamond street.
mo mistake here" he said. with the
name on the door. Henry Turner,
agent Nat Imodestly stepped in the
office. to find his old friend busily en-
gagged in counting greenbacks, while two
or three gentlemen stood by awaiting his
leisure. \ pair Of kindly eyes looked
over the glasecs and mOtiOncd Nat to a
seat. "Well. lad" he said, an hour later.
thrust his hands in his ragged pockets
and looked bewildercd. II Thought
"You thought what Il thought you
was poor, sir $50 | am. boy. for |
have no one to make honac for me.
Gold and silver are poor substitutes for
love and tenderness. YOu have Il good
mother; send for her 10 come and make
home where | may spend my declining
years
Nathaniel Brown no longer cries daily
papers, but * 81 pupil in the public
school, while Mrs. Brown, in the house
which Henry Turner provided makes
her benefactor 80 comfortable in the
many little ways known 10 women that
he says he no longer realizes the weight
Of his three score years.
But. he is fond Of saying. Il never
expect TO taste another dinner quite so
good rs that which Nathaniel provided
ont Of his weli-carncd savings. FIX
change.
Earldoms of the Carnegies.
The Carnegies. who have been promi-
mint in ID L. 4