The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1906-12-08
the Feminine
FOR CHARITY

and Mr.. Hunter got comfortably seat
ed in the elevated train on their way
uptown after the theater is what
makes the world so round
Mr.. Hunter looked bored and indif'
ferent.
Il know of other things he re-
turned cynically, that make the
world go round. For instance, OBJ
serve that young man across the
aisle"
"He's--intoxicated." said Mrs. Hun
ter, in a shocked voice.
The young man in question was
trying vainly to snatch few minutes
of sleep with his ear on one edge of
the window ledge. Next to him sat
a respectable looking elderly gentle
man. quite mellow, but not exactly
drunk, who picked up the young mans
hat from time to time and nudged him
whenever he was about to fall.
Isn't that disgusting?" remarked
Mrs Hunter, drawing her skirts and
wraps close around her. why don't
you practice charity?" she asked re,
turning to the subject on her mind.
IF you had heard Mrs Hardpen this
afternoon at the Ladies' Lecture club,
I'm sure you would
81 don't get a chance" broke in Mr..
Hunter, unfolding his might edition. =
you give all my clothes away to the
janitor before they are half worn out. "
We'll, | have to do something 70
placate him. protested Mrs Hunter.
"And besides I'm charitable, she add
ed, virtuously. why. just look al that
old man" she whispered interupting
hey self
Mr. Hunter looked over his glasses.
The respectable old gentleman. in the
goodness of his heart, despairiug Of
waking mp the inebriatcd youth had
placed a protecting arm around the
boys shoulders and was holding the
Youngsters hat on his knees, MS
Hunter watched him fascinated
Gradually the young mans head slid
over onto the Older mans arm. Then
tho Old gentleman patted he boy
check smaltly and began talking 70
him trying to arouse his interest The
young man answcle ed In monosyllabios
and without opening his eyes. Every
time the old gentleman would stop
talking he would nod off into the land
OF dreams again Finally the cldog
man gave it up and pressing the young
fellows brown head down onto his
own shoulder let him slumber there.
Mrs. Hunter fdseted.
Il do think that's too pathetic she
whispered
Shut mp" commanded Mr., Hunter.
Its none Of your business. Look the
other way if you don't like It.
Just then, above the rattle of the
Grain and the noise OF the passengegs
there rose a cracked high-ptched mas
cuine voice. The old man was sing
ing a lullaby, He nodd across at
Mrs. Hunter and deliberately winkcd
as he pointed tenderly at his sleeping
companion. Everybody in the train
was smothering a giggle by this time
But Mrs. Hunter only remained star.
ing sorrowfully at the sight before
her Presently the train reached Eff
tieth street. The old man shook his
companion gently, rose unsteady,
pulled the boy up with him as tender
~ as a mother might and, still with
his arm around the youths shoulders
half helped and half dragged him OFF
the train to the platform
Mrs. Hunter heaved a deep sigh
THAT poor father" she exclaimed
pityingly, as the train started forward
again.
Father What father" asked Nj
Hunter, looking up from his paper and
regarding his wife in astonishment
why, the poor old man with the
drunken son." replied Mrs Hunter
"IIow his heart must ache
Don't YOU worry about his heart
retorted Mr. Hunter; its his head
that's going to ache-later And don't
you deceive yourself into thinking that
he's the other fellows father"
"Of course he is. argued Mrs Hun
ter IF he isn't his father. why is he
so gentle and tender with him? Why
is he taking him home like that? Why
-"
because" said Mr. Hunter, pa
tlcntly. the boys drunk isn't he?
And the old man isnt-that is he isn't
as drunk.
but that's no reason" rctortcd
Mrs. Hunter.
IT'S reason enough for a man. de-
cIared Mr.. Hunter Wouldn't YOU do
as much for ano,acc woman il you
found her alone aad drunk and help
less on the streets
What, Mrs Hunters ewes blazed
with indisnatigG. Do you think Id
lower myself to-"
No" said Mr. Hunter you'd draw
your skirts aside and sweep by like
blooming Pharisee That's what you'd /
do. And then you'd go next day and /
lecture on Charity at your tissue pa /
per club Don't talk to me about fem
mime morality or
Now you're going TO he disagreed
bic said Mrs. Hunter. "Oh, we'll,
she sighed. II never expect you to I'M
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