The daily morning journal and courier., 1904-07-21

vantage of the situation in Wall Street. The sympathetic's the way, says to myself, and nailed an old party from Indianapolis that looked rich and good- hearted.
 q took care of her like brother and got real chummy and told the story of my life, with high-lights on the mortgage on the old farm. When got done was weeps in her gliIns. She says:
 " You poor poor boy, I will pray for you
 II thought she was going to do it right there on the floor and lost my. self. Far be it from me to disturb a lady's devotions. There was coolness between me and that female after that.
 The bullets has my sympathy. There ain't nothin' in it. Where's the chance to roll up a wad putting into private scandals when they ain't no scandals? Where's the chance to touch a jolly drunk for a 10 when they aint no trunks?
 Lovely doings for the bullets when the lady has two big suit cases. Fancy and fiossy when they's mice on the sixth floor.
 "The only whole quarter I got was for quelling mouse. Pretty near all the rest my dollar-th -thirty-one was got out of the lady that smoked cigarettes on the fifth floor. She was all right.
 But, say, I ain't sorry. I learned more'n I ever learned before about what women has on under their Broad way shells. And got wise that the tougher they are the bigger the doings for the bell hop.
 The Tenderloin for Willie. There's more good money dropped on the Ten derloin in night than a prayer meet ing dreams of in a year"
 At that moment the white whiskered guardian of the gate, accompanied by a policeman began to widen the deadline. Willie borrowed quarter and lost him. self.
 A discreet summary of his remarks was quoted to the head clerk at the Martha Washington.
 Tips, that's the whole trouble" he said wearily. T don't like to knock, but bellboys certainly lack refinement and we're strong on refinement here.
 Women don't belive in tipping and bellboys expect it. The best wouldn't stay when they find there's no money in it. and the bad ones didn't last here d week.
 'Bellboys are certainly tough. When a boy runs away from home he makes tracks for a, hotel, where he's sure of something to eat and fair pay. Boys that run away from home aren't good boys. We've had some queer specimens here.
 Now with these girls it's going to be different" and he waved his hands over a fine line of prin little girls, sitting up straight and playing propriety. We've been very careful to see that they come of good families.
 We have recommendations that their teachers-we insist on that-and a lady in our employ has investigated every ease. They've been here only one day, but the system is working f1ne-yes, madam, what can I do for you?'
 Madam was stiff indignation.
 1T am Mrs. Phoenix, she said Mrs. Photnix of Arizona, in 1,T92. wish to complain against a girl whose number, believe. is s.
 She dropped my valise- spilled 1t right on the foor-and broke a brusf, that cost me $1O in Chicago only last week. And when I spoke to her she had the impotence to say that she didn't care!'
 "Yes, madam, we will attend to it, said the clerk.
 Mrs. Phoenix swept out.
 In the eye of the clerk as he reached for large book mark "Complaints,' 2 there was a look of one who thinks on troubles to come.-New York Sun.