The Washington times., 1905-05-21

table, but all remained seated, then
turning he passed out alone.
John felt a hand upon his shoulder.
Turning, he looked directly into a pair
OF deep eyes. He had heard his father
tell of men who believed that I'M
prisoned within the cells Of being were
souls who carry the misty recollection
of previous lives. and at times two
would meet and recognize. each, behind
the transparent barriers. In a lonely
captive, one whom IN long past ages
they had loved and trusted; and from
that meeting the fancy to him was al
most belief.
My boy. said a deep. kindly voice.
I'm known here as Scranton Pete.
Ny name is Peter Lawrence"
Here a little stir ran along the ta-
BILE, and the gang looked mutual
surprise.
81 sm very glad To thank you for
the manner in which you resented
Longs gross insult. The greatest
curse of our railway life rests upon the
deliberate severance OF home ties and
respect. The man who will drag the
ssa cred name of aontherfs father. moth
er, or sister through the filth Of one
OF these joints deserves at least what
YOU dealt out to Long. It is bad
enough to ignore God and the hereaf-
ter, but I sometimes think it worse to
forget the old gray heads and loving
hearts mourning and praying for Us
III our long neglected homes. Boy.
want to EelI you you have done me
good today, and, If you Will take 1t.
here is the hand of a friend"
John clasped the extended hand
heartily, then resumed his seat. Howe
gave him a look full Of loving con-
graduation and they resumed the in
terrupted meal.
Scranton asked one of the men
hesitaungly. were you ever on the
Central Union2''
Yes was the Iaconic answer, in a
tone that effectually precIuded further
question. The sound Of quick. unsteady
steps comes from the hall. As Scral-
ton half rises from his chair the door
is thrown wide open. Then with
Cemmanche yell Girlie-face flushed
eyes wildly excited, cap with peak over
left ear-enters the room. For a mo-
ment he glands swaying, looking with
bloodsiiot eyes over the vigilant party:
then, brushing Scranton's hand from
his shoulder with an oath. he ex-
claims:
sWhat do you mean, staring at me
like lot of owls? Did you never see
gentle man before? Yes he adds
Inusingly, "a queer country-loafers
seated and gentlemen standing. Ought
TO be changed before rising generation
is contaminated. "
With the words yet on his lips. he
takes a quick forward dive. Grasping
the leg Of the nearest chair, he turns
the floor, then. crashing the chair TO
the table, seats himself, muttering
Very hard that one man has TO have
all the manners for fifteen" Here his
gaze falls upon the plate before him.
Turning, he locks intently In drunken
gravity at the half-stunned figure sit
ting on the floor.
Poor fellow" he says, regretfuIl-,
I've interfered with his supper-no
gentleman If I don't square it, Then
before his unfortunate victim realized
his Intention. he gravely throws plate.
knife, and FORK and the half-erlptied
coffee cup into his lap, to be followed
by a dish of hot potatoes and another
of cabbage. The potatoes land safely,
but the cabbage dish strikes his head
upside down, and the whole company
roar in delight as the poor fellow vain
" endeayorS 10 get the thfck1y down.
pouring brown juice from his eyes.
Good boy" says Gir1ie. calmly, Tots
to eat: serve pie when Nanny comes. .
Here Scranton catches his arm, and
despite his vigorous protests, leads
him into the kitchen, deft twirl and
the slender figure stands with back to-
ward the elder man. next a pair Of
strong arms propel him to the hydrant.
Nanny seemed to understand her role
perfectly. With vigorous hands she
rapidly shampooed the heavy head, un-
til at last Scranton was satisfied. He
hair cloth lounge, remarking as he ten
derly adjusted the greasy pillow, Let
him sleep until he wakes; we will work
short-handed and keep his end up all
night, if necessary"
AS a heavy sweet odor pervaded the
room, he stopped TO the sleeper's lips,
arising with a heavy sigh.
Poor boy; not able to go TO the devil
fast enough on the whisky route, he
| has taken the absinthe line"
It's running up against Old Ab,' he
| is sir?" asked Nanny.
Yes replied Scranton as he left the
room.
| The old woman answered Howe's Offer
| cf assistance with shake of the head
Its no good ye can do him, go out ant
walk around awhile, and leave me quie
wild him.