The Coconino sun., 1903-02-07
"A Man of Many
 Notices
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before the fire in the library-he ha
 dismissed one maid for calling it tn
 "off room"-turned over a larg
 piece of coal and turned it bac
 again. You should know me b
 now for one of the old-fashione
 sort. When you hear of me borrow ing or lending sovereign, you cal
 look for the end of the world. Oh I'm plain, sir! I'm a man of mot toes. Had l broken through III, golden rule, might be now in-er- your position. Don't leave your hat sir!"
 "I won't!" The visitor took tn, hint-and the hat. He had beer rather pale; his lips took a grin twist now. Il fancy there's another golden rule; was trying to recal it. Still"
 My dear man, it's uselessi Don' make me use harder word. | there's one thing l detest, it's rak ing up old ashes. But when my daughter, who had been brought ul with solid. proper principles, left heI home and married a penniless actor l really had to close my door-yes the door of my heart-upon her. Hu man nature? Human bunkum, sir! Oh. no doubt you looked for better things! So did Micawber; so does the beggar who goes grumblinp along the gutter. l respect the man fir,. who measures his ditch before he leaps. You. Shakespearear actor, to come asking for paltrN five pounds! We'll, really, it seems to me that even an actor who is worth his salt could do better! Not that 1 know anything about actors If you insist upon the truth, haven't it to lend"
 Pardon me-" he said, with little break in his voice: "Tm not acting now. But l happen .o know that you have a hundred times the amount lying idle, otherwise would never have risked this snub. It was your own Bessie who said: Don't think SO hard of him! Tell him I haven't had to regret the step in the least: tell him that life is too short for bitter feelings!' Paltry or not, it represents the sum I want. I've got the engagement at Sunderland for Monday week, but 1 haven't the railway fare. We've had a struggle, but we've nothing to be ashamed of. In a month from to-day the money shall be lying here."
 ''So you said. l believe 1t; and yet l can't encourage improvidence. A sensible man, sir, doesn't sell his um- brella because the suns out; he keeps it for a rainy day. It's a ques- tion of principle. Bless my heart, look at that bundle of papers,! Bes- sic can tell you that, if I cared to risk a few hundreds--if I had them to do it, I mean--I might establish my claim to part of a huge fortune. Wants strong mind, sir, to resist a fascination of that sort. Here, my brothers and sisters have been sweat ing and going to law for years; re- suit, poverty. Then they come and call me mean. Not me! Bird in the hand is my motto. I'm afraid-Tm afraid I can't say as much of my daughter and her husband"
 "I only hope, MT. Beamish," said Lowell, as he turned at the door, you'll never know what it is to pay the price that makes one a cynic!"
 "Ah, that's flash of your melo- drama! No use. my boy. If you had paused to realize that money makes money, you wouldn't now be repent ing at leisure. It's really only fools who buy their experience. l watched, and got mine for nothing. As I said to Mrs. Beamish, when she wanted to buy a fanciful hat: Not quite, my dear! Go and look at it until you've every detail, and then come home and make one like it. Some men break their coals to keep up .