The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1902-06-20

about q wreck on the RAILROAD. I10
is distinctly heard to say As came
down I met Earnest. He looked the
very picture of melancholy. | stop
ped to talk with him and we spoke OF
the wreck, but when / told him no
lives were lost he grew more melan-
choly still. What can be the mat
ter?' ooh, Earnest is an under
taker.
No more is heard: the flames burst
forth anew and Harry is seen going
to business dressed in the heighth of
style. A silk hat and cane being
especially noticeable. He turns into
stock exchange building which con-
vinces us that he is broker, a fact
not at all surprising, for he had ad-
| yanced as far as "broke" in his
school days.
| The flames next disclose large
reading room in public library in
Spotless town. Behind the llbrar-
ian s desk is seen Alexina Mabin.
The old man stirs the fire little
and, presto! Charles Philips, living
high in a small back room on the top
floor of a twenty story sky -scraper, is
scratching away vigorou sly, not short
hand, but poetry. Now he reads
aloud to hear how it sounds:
|
My love thou are so much to me,
That if could but be with thee
For one hour,
Ny gloom would then meet It's defeat,
My Joy would then be quite complete,
My beauteous flower.
The logs settle; another transfor-
nation and a room appears with
clothing and furniture in reckless
disorder. Chaos reigns. A band-box
goes flying through the air., follow
ed by laundry bag. candy box,
and hair brush. There on chair
before an open closet, stands sister
of charity with the exception of her
bonnet). She is dressed for the street.
In an opposite corner stands another
sister, who seems to be waiting with
an air of meek submission. The OBJ
servers eye wanders back to the oc-
cupant of the chair. They see her
face, for she has now turned, and find
themselves looking at the well-known
features of May Chalquest. This
picture dies out. and in its place
they behold the interior of a railroad
car, we'll filled with passengers. The
stout gentleman who occupies one
of the rear seats, attracts the atten-
tion of the whole car. His back is
turned, only the top of his bald head,
fringed with curly hair isl visible
above the red plush of the seat.
Consequently they have no clue to
his identity.
Something is evidently wrong with
the gentleman ticket The conduc-
tor stands over him in threatening
attitude, while the stout gentleman
leans back in his seat with the air OF
one who is perfectly satisfied with
what he is doing. The train stops.
The conductor awaits his leaving,
when the man in a provokingly
calm voice says: 81 thought you said
you would put me off - Controlling
his anger, the conductor requests him
to delay the train no longer. II have
not deayed the train. 1t is you who
are responsible for the disturbance. -
The conductor pulls the rope, and
withdraws.
The man turns his head as he
reaches for a paper, and the susplc-
ions which have been growing i'll the
minds of the observers are confirmed.
1t is their old classmate Bower. The
paper which he scans bears this head
ing: "Home for Children and Or
phans, East Hampton, Nebraska,
Frank Bower, Supt." We are not
greatly surprised, for during his
senior year at school Frank was
always looking after the Young.
The flames rise and fall forming the
interior of a vaudeville theater. The
curtain is down and the following
announcement is being made:
"Miss Ida Homan will exhibit her
pet Lyon, which after great diff
Guilty she has brought into complete
submission.
Before there is a chance to hear
more, the scene vanishes. Instantly
the observers look upon the honored
president OF our class, seated before
loom weaving carpet. He is lost
in thought, as is his wont, but his
expression is one of deep content,
suggestive of spencer's lines, "The
noblest mind, the best contentment
has. -
Once more the picture changes, and,
behold a magnificent kitchen of a
cooking school. The walls, ceiling
and floor are tiled. Many girls are
fitting to and fro, clad in neat white
aprons At table stands one some
what older than the others, evidently
the teacher. She is tall, with dark
hair and eyebrows. A large bread
pan before her seems to demand her
whole attention. Her face somewhat
fnshed is streaked with flour. Her
sleeves are rolled to the elbow, ex-
posing her well-formed arm; while
her hands are completely buried in
the dough. A white cap adds greatly
to her coquettish appearance. Sud
denly she slightly raises her head.
SureIv those let black ewes fringed
with long lashes, can belong to no
other than Madge
The last log is placed upon the
glowing ebmers and as fresh flames
go dancing up the chimney, they
disclose to view a pair of shoes,
which stand in an upright position
with the heals resting on the seat of
a chair. A newspaper, opened at
full length, serves the double purpose
of forming background to set off
the shoes, and a screen to conceal
whatever may be behind it. The sit
uation continues for several minutes
The spectators begin to fear that
the log will burn to ashes before
they discover the owner of the shoes,
for the fingers which overlap the
edges of the papers on each side give
little clue to his identity. At last,
however, the screen is lowered and
they find themselves peering into the
depths Of a yawning chasm which
gradully contracts until it reaches
the proportions of a respectable
,,orth and thav haho1d a. cnunfananna