The Lamar register., 1906-01-24

"Oh, nothing really. you know;
nothing much" he replied.
'Bazaars, theatricals. dances?"
well, yes, 1 have done what /
could. don't you know"
Have good time yourse.f?'
"Oh, yes. thanks" said the man.
He felt he was getting on well.
Did you get into society In that
way?" asked the poor man.
Yes, perhaps I did"
Ever give anything yourself to
these entertainments"
my time, don't you know. and an
awful lot of fuss-seeing people and
all that"
Did they pay well?"
Not always; sometimes we cover
ed the expenses"
Il mean did they pay you well?"
YES"
Have you ever given anything in
charity and love?"
The man stood silent for some time
and pondered. Before that vast as
sembly his cocksureness was giving
away; he began to look shabby.
Il once lent man $780," he SAID
at last.
you knew he would pay you back
said the poor man in hard voice;
that is not charity. Think again.
You have thrown. money to beggars
in the streets, you have overpaid cab
men, you have subscribed to benefits
all vanity; but l think you once did
something that will cover the multi
tude OF your sins"
The man looked shrunken and
wretched; all his swagger had falleE
away.
Once" he began, but that was
nothing-I was walking home-but 1t
won't count had no money with
me and a man asked for something;
he was cold and tattered; gave him
the cigarettes out of my case because
l was sorry for him."
Out of the crowd came poor man
to lay a little handful of cigarettes
upon the table.
The man of the world had not no.
ticed him and the sweat stood on his
forehead; he seemed ashamed of his
action.
You may sit down. said the poor
man, and at the sound of his voice,
the man looked up and seeing his
gift on the table he looked with un-
utterablc relief at the poor man-ther
sat down.
A preacher came next, very bland,
but white and anxious.
Words without Deeds" said the
poor man, loving the sound of your
own voice. You gave away stupid
tracts to hungry men and tried to
stop their mouths with pompous SEN
tences. What have you done?"
The preacher had prepared a suit
able, friendly little sermon. You and
understand one another" but the
words choked him.
Never mind" said the poor man.
Il will help you. Before you became
famous and well fed you shared your
dinner with hungry boy"
I'D forgotten that" said the preach
er. and, as he saw the bread put upon
the table for symbol of the meal. he
sank into seat and cleansed his soul
of much corruption.
An old man now came up before
the throne.
Il amt done nothin' as | can think
Of he said, in a faltering voice; Il
amt 'ad no means nor position nor
no nothin' to give away
From out the crowd behind the
throne there came twenty or thirty
men and women, each bearing in their
hands Il cup of cold water.
Then the millionaire woke up from
his dream and shivered with cold.
His fire was out, his room was dark.
but he could see in the dim light
ghostly procession of starving. cold
figures who passed by and pointed at
him.
He rose, shaking, and went to his
desk. He unlocked n drawer and drew
out roll of bank notes. With them
in his hand he passed quickly down
stairs and into the dark street.-Chi-
cago Chronicle.
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enough to fill the bill, and I wouldn't
mind going as high as SIS if you'll