Los Angeles herald., 1907-12-08


had permitted himself to be cultivated by young
society man with political aspirations. He wanted
Mr. Costigan's influence Mr. CostIgan wanted his
money 1t seemed equable division, though
neither had for moment intended that the other
should get that which he desired
The young society man had taken Mr.. Costigan out
to the town. Mr.. Costigan had seen the town
before, many and many time. But hitherto be had
always seen it in the uniform OF the police depart
ment; now he gazed at it from the pinnacle of a.
dress-suit; and it is surprising what difference this
makes
"Ill give the boys real treat" observed he of the
silver SPOON and he took Mr. Cosgan and his dress
suit to stag dinner.
The affair broke up at BAT a. M, with the diners,
formed in platoons endeavoring to break arclights
with cantaloupes for five dollars corner.
And after this Costisan was considered a social
favorite.
He took to riding about in cabs. Every stage
doorman in the city knew him. and made him well
come and almost every night he fed large batch Of
excessively hungry chorus girls with varegated hair
and Sybartish desires who, they had fin
ished eating would bid him good-by and 90 home and
go bed; for chorus girls have to sleep in WHILE
popular conviction to the contrary notwithstanding
He went to the races in large red automobile driven
by Frenchman with name which Mr. Costigan
couldn't have pronounced if you'd given him Manhats
tan Island He was frst-nighter second-nighter
and every other nighter. He joined all the clubs
that he could get into and they were not few. His
bed never knew him until the milkman had come and
gone and his sartoral predictions would have made
the lilies Of the field blush in utter shame Violent
blues, rotous reds, passionate purples turgd yeows
he affected constantly and consistently. In bell
crowned top-hat of the highest luster, silk-ned
frockcoat, lavender trousers, white spats, patent
leather shoes, striped shirt adorned with diamond
of many karats that he had lost count, vest OF
red yellow blue, green and cinnamon plaid and his
large, lumpy hands stuck into pair of white kid
gloves he was an object that the cartoonists fairly
loved.
And thus it was that his son, on his return from
Europe, found him And Costgan pere had accom-
plished it all in only two years
AS the father had important engagement with a
theatrical manager who wanted him to back show,
he failed to meet his at the pier. And sundry
other engagements followed in quick succession it
was not until quarter-past five the following
ing that they finally encountered one another At the
hour named the awakened from sleep by
hearing cab stop in front of the house. After
long interval there scratching at the keyhole
of the front door.
After another long interval the door flung open
with a bang. And then one in and walked
up one flight stairs five times at the sixth at
tempt managed to stay at the top only by lying down
on his face and grabbing the baustrade with both
hands
Now the son himself had from time to time scat
tered few wild oats. But he had learned to appre
ciate the potent fact that wild oats sort of
marketable CROP and that the time spent in sowing
ic uhila hat 10 inp ia
than wasted And to come back to find his fathers
oa bag open at both ends and the gentleman in ques
ton sowing with both hands and scratching with his
feet made him naturally and becomingly wroth.
However, he realized the futty of present dis
cussion. So he rolled his father dress suit and all,
into the bath tub, the cold water him for
while then put him to bed with pitcher of ice
water convenient to his hand and dose Of bromo in
glass beside it.
On the following day the fathers breakfast and the
sons lunch conceded
"Ar-rh, Tim, me bye. it's galad OF t see ye!"
exclaimed Costigan pere he sat down at the table
and drank four glasses of ice water in quick success
sion He winked, sportivey and complacently. Tis
a divve av head OF hov on me t-day" he an
nounced, in cheerful self-pity. BE hivins, me
tongues like dure mat
His son, over his SOUP was gazing at him in in
finite disgust.
"Oi was sorry not hov met ye at tn DOCK" con-
tinued the elder man. blithey, "but OF had inga-
agemint." He winked again. Don me If twas
a la-ady because OF dom want t. hov t. till yez no
lies"
Costigan fls gazed at him cuttingly
you're gay dog, aren't your" he queried. IRON
ically.
His father nodded with great satisfaction. $50 they
till me-" he returned complacently.
you're certainly gddy young sprig." observed
the son in the same unrecognized sarcasm.
1.-The loife av tn par-rty' they calls me, Timmy."
returned his father "An' be hivns OF ha-ate t. talk
aboot mesilf but oin tn grea-aest favrite wild tn
wimmen OF iyer knowed!"
His son saw that In uttering sarcasms he was vast
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