The Farmington times and herald. (Farmington, St. Francois Co., Mo.) 1902-1905, 1903-04-23
-,asscs and n bottle In spite OF my re-

glasses and n bottle In spite OF my re-
fusal to drink He'd great need OF
/ good Checr--that was evident, Ills |
! hanG trcmhled as the ruby hooo |
-rckled into his glass ! turned a no
meni to give my order. When looked
/ again, his head had fallen on his hand
! aud MoTcho YVES sleeping. The htt!e
. clock on the mantel licked loudly and
/ the long hand was on its last quarter
climbing to II. The canary that hung
! ~ the ~indpw had covered his head.
I rhe moment was long with loneliness
! a man came in, as was waiting IN
! the silence, and stood a moment look
ing down Mt Morcho.
Coin to die soon and he hasn't
friend in the wurld--they've all left
him." he siid. couldn't bear the sight
Of him sleeping there beside me and so
touched his shoulder and said:
"Morcho, happy days!"
He started up and answered quick
". as the liquor touched ais lips,
"lTappy day!"
"Il"w are you tonight the man
asked.
81 better; | get we'll purity quick"
said Murcho.
you'd better leave New Nork-..its
n tough climate" said the other. Just
go off somewhere an take n rest.
"Ycs," echoed, "you'd better 90
somewhere and take long rest
~ no leave my business, he said, and
took another sip. Then lac laid his head
upon his hands, and cuughed un,i! |
thought he was near his end. The
waiter came to fan him. lie got on his
feet presently with an effort painful
to witness. lie held the half-cmpty
, glass and turned to me.
, Gle my old customaire," said Nor
cho; "hc stay by me an / try Ia give
I him good dinncr-cycrything what he
8 wants" The glass seemed heavy in
:. Ills hand; he could not speak the toast
q In moment he sat nodding In hia chair
a as he had done before and he was a
q poor host Then even 7, his last Gus
II toner, came away and left him His
4 "happy day" had gone too dark and
Il there was no longer any pleasure in it,
n gloomy business it Is, trying tu be
Il merry in the shadow of death. | haC
r. seen enough Of it.
II "Why don't you go and soc Morcho?'
4, inquired OF an old habitue of tho inn
= "Bccausc he will have me to drinl
NJ with him and talk with him and | can
r. bear Ia do it now. don't get oycr !
r. for day"
/, The fact WAS Murcho had come To
N time when he needed little of II,
m good cheer he had freely given
- but it was not to bc had. For days
= was the only man who went to wis.i
in him u happy day, The priest came, o
..f a day that | was there, and tried {.
al talk with him about his soul. llGwoul
~ have none Of his own trouble, however
any more than his friends would hay
a. it. He asked the boy to bring gln&.c
=, and the priest to drink him "har
Lo py day" The good father said: "No.
3, Then tell me good story, do tell IN
1t good story" said Morcho.
mo, no." was the answer, and MS
-, came | left them together.
b. MY God!" l heard Morcho whispc,
No. rs il he were crying; 81 have no NOR
-, n" more happy day
a Now the inn l. but an empty shcl
,TT The red door Ii barred; it, room, ~
~, silent al the grave aud dust Is on d
a., windows M"rchn hns taken the %,
-. vice Of his friends, when they rnu'
T., no longer bear the sight of him. uu
al gone Of sumcw here for Il long rest
Trmplt MnraLluc