The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1907-08-18

Mine uncle? No, ma'am. Mine uncle
don't work. He plays"
The piano? How nicel And does he
get all his money for that?"
NO, ma'am; he don't play pianos"
AT the theatre, then? Is he an
actor"
mo. ma'am"
He don't play nothings. He just
plays
Did you ever see him doing it?"
asked the puzzled Miss Bailey.
mo, ma'am. I amt seen. He plays
by night und l lays then on mine bed.
Comes mans und comes ladies und
plays nit mine Uncle Abey. They gives
him whole punches of money the while
he plays nit 'em so nice"
Miss Bailey and Dr. Ingraham were
discussing things and events some
evenings later when it occurred to her
to inquire:
Among the powers with which you
come in contact at Gouverneur hos
pital did you ever meet a Mr. Abra-
ham Abrahamowsky
NO" said the doctor But it's
sweet name. What is he?"
"A rival of yours" she laughed. He
layisheS gifts of price-jeweTy and
roast geese-upOn me, and ice-cream
upon the Glass;
"Rich?"
Apparently. He supports his small
orphaned nephew who, by the way
adOres him"
Rather decent of the chap to work
for other peoples children
But, according to his nephew, he
tolls not, neither does he spin, and yet
Solomon in all his glory never equaIled
Abraham in his. You never saw such
clothes"
Perhaps he makes Them"
mo, he never works. Just plays,
Isidore tells me-
"Acts?"
"No. 1 suggested that. He is neither
an actor or a musician. The nephew
reports: Mans und ladies they comes
by our house by nights und mine uncle
he plays NIT them Now what do you
suppose that means? 1 can't imagine"
Il can," said the doctor, grimly.
Tell me that name again"
Abraham Abrahamowsky."
And the address? / might get a few
fellows together some night and go to
play with him.
L don't remember. 1 shall send it
to YOU"
1t was some days later yet that
Room Is was deserted by its Leader of
the line. At about 10 O'Clock he ar
rived, attended by his mother in evil
dent haste and dishabille.
Patrick wouldn't come late without
me-" Mrs. Brennan explained, And 1
couldn't get him ready in time. We're
that upset. His father was brought
home to me last night, miss, shot in
the leg"
Mr.. Brennan? I'm ever so sorry.
He's not badly hurt, 1 hope"
mo, miss. They say he'll be well in
couple of weeks"
but how did it happen? Let me
give the children something to do while
we are talking, 1 want to hear all
about it,
We'll" Mrs. Brennan began. when
the First Reader Glass had been sup
piled with the means of keeping Satan
at bay, ''it was in little raid. You
know miss, that there is gambling
and all sorts going on round about.
Sometimes the officers can do some
thing-shut the house up or arrest the
people in 'em. Sometimes .hey can't:
| friends higher up, you know. But yes
terday one of the young doctors in
| GOuverneur handed in report of a
place. Nobody seemed to know the
man. so they raided his jnint last
night. Me husband got shot wnen the
man got ugly and pulled his sun en-
I tilC OlnNCio ,. DON lilCy lOtAtd Hill UP
an he'll get a nice long rest on the
island. They'll learn him not to shoot
an officer"
When Miss Bailey and her CORPS of
monitors were leaving The school that
afternoon they found Isi1ore Relchat-
osky, who had not graced Room IS
| during the day, in copious Tears upon
the big steps. He was wonderfully I'M
kempt and bedraggled, and Teacher
paused an appreciate moment before
she sat close beside him and gathered
his detected little body to her
What is it, honey?" .-he crooned.
Whats the matter with the poor cid
boy"
"Oh, mine uncle" walled Isidore.
mine poor uncle"
Your Uncle Abraham
''Yiss, ma'am. l amt got no more
uncle on'y him. amt got 40 mamma
nor no papa nor nothin', on'y mine
! uncle, und now they takes him aN ay.