Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1905-10-21

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MES, and affected TO count them with
certain degree of establishment, as if
some were missing. The ruse was sat
lsfactory The man gave him no further
heed, and soon auiI.e,. the restaurant.
| Philip rendered the odd sovereign in
payment of his bill. The girl cashier
seemed to be surprised that such ragged
youth should own so large a sum.
"All silver, please" said Philip, when
she began to count his change.
He would take no more risks if he
could avoid them. Not single police
man in London would have failed to ar
rest nam at that moment were his store
of gold revealed by any chance. Yet
Philip was rich honestly, and there were
men driving away from the city at that
hour whose banking accounts were
plethoric with stolen money For their
carriages the policemen would stop the
traffic. In neither instance could the
guardians of the peace be held blame
worthy; such is the Importance of mere
Appearances. E~-%E
The boy, during his short and terribly
sharp tussle with London life, had al
ready grasped this essential fact, and
with great skill and method he set about
the task of altering his own shabby ex-
terror.
In a side street leading out of Gravs
Inn road, he found a secondhand clothes
shop. Here he purchased a worn. but
decent, blue serge suit for eight shillings
six pence, pair of boots for five shil-
lings, cap for ninepence, a wooden shirt
for two shillings, and a linen collar for
threepence.
He haggled sufficiently over the bar
gain to suit the needs of scanty purse
I've cut 'em dahn low enough" said
the shopkeeper, mournfully. Things
isn't wot they was in the ole clio line,
let me tell yer. Not but what you do
want new rigaht."
| Eyes" said Philip I've got a Job, and
, can't keep it unless / look decent"
For the life of him he could not bur
lesque the Cockney accent, and although
he used the simplest phraseology, the
man glanced at him sharply.
"Where are yer workin'?" he said.
"At Isaacstein's in Hatton Garden
The words had not left his lips ere he
regretted them.
"Wot is 'e?"
"a jew" and Philip laughed. This
quip atoned for the error of the admis-
sion.
"Bli-me, you won't get a lot aht of
i'm"
mo. 1t cost me some trouble to get
an advance, / can assure you"
Philip ratified all his silver and coppers
onto the counter. He counted out sixteen
shillings sixpence.
Not much left, is there?'' he said.
We'll, look ere" said the man. Gin
me fifteen bob. You're a sharp lad.
You'll myke yer wy all right Mex time
you want some buds come to me an I'll
treat you fair"
Thank you very much" said Philip,
f, considerably surprised by this generous
act. Il certainly will not forget you"
You can change in my little back
room if you like That lot you've got on
amt worth tykin' 'ome."
Il am obliged for your kindness. but |
must be off now. 1t is late, and l have
a long way to CO."
"Where to? Holloway"
mo, cityward."
The clothes and boots were made up
in parcel by this time. Philip hurried
away, glad to escape further questioning.
Queer sort o kid, that" unused the
shopkeeper. My, but e must ha' bin
ard up afore e took on wiz jew.
Wot did e sly is nyme was? Isaac
stein? I've seen that somewhere or
other. Now where was it,"
He knew two hours later, for he. too.
read the evening paper.
| Philip sprang into bus for the bank.
At the Royal Exchange he would catch
a green bus for the Mile End Road.
| 1t was almost dark when he reached
the bank. Thus far the omnibuses going
east were not crowded. Now the situa-
ton had changed.
The human eddy in that throbbing CEN
| ter of life was sending off its swirls to
/ all points of the compass, and the east
| bound vehicles were boarded by an eager
crowd almost before the passengers ar
| rivng at the terminus could descend.
/ A poor woman greatly hampered by
baby, was struggling with Others to OBJ.
tain a seat in the Mile End road bus.
Philip, coming late on the scene, saw her
swept ruthlessly aside by a number of
men and boys. The conductor ierked the
| bell-rope several times. There was no
more room.
| The woman, white faced and disap-
pointed, looked around with a woe -begone
expression Philip, who would have glad
ly paid for a cab to take her to her
destination, dared do nothing of the sort.
But he said:
Keep close to me. 1 will get you
seat in the next bus"
"Oh, | wish you would" she said, with
wan smile. II am so tired I have
walked here from Shepherds Bush"
That's long way to carry baby"
"What could 1 do? People won't take
care of children without payment /
heard I could get work in a laundry
there, so l went to look after it. There's
nothing to be had down our way, is
there?"
Things turn up suddenly" said Philip.
"Not for the poor, my lad fear you
know that without my telling you. But
you are young, and will soon be a man."
Her wistful tone went to his heart.
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