The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1909-07-08
The Other Side.
By Mrs. Hattie WincheIl.

OF any use to wait for the theatre peo-
pie to come out. He decided It would
not. People who come out OF thea
tres are not paper buyers and they are
in a hurry to get home and are apt to
resent small and dingy persons like
Timothy If they get in the way. He
dug down into his pocket and brought
up few pennies. At these he looked
ruetully.
ON poor old Sam he NUT
tered, shaking his head. Il was go
in to get soup of'n the restrunt to-
night fer him-and a blanket at the
army store. Last night he said he
was froze."
He had made up his mind that It
would be better to go home than to
wait longer when a man and
woman came slowly toward him and
stopped at his corner, evidently wait
ing for a car. Timothy paused to
look at them shrewdly. He noted
that the woman was young and very
pretty and that the man looked at her
as they stood there as II he thought
there was no other woman in the
WOlAAs CAlANl ouNh NAANh
there was no telling what rash kind
ness a man might do. Timothy had
found this to be true more than once.
He was just going up TO them with
the melancholy tale Of how he had
not been able to sell his papers and
how he had had nothing to eat all
day, when the girl started to speak.
II only wish you to do yourself
and me credit, Dean" she said. You
have a good practice, and II you'd
only attend TO it you could do so well.
WISH" she added, a little impa
tiently, Il wish this charity mania
had never come into your head"
Il have private means, DEAR" he
said gently. 1T isn't as though my
desire would cramp my family"
1T isn't that" she answered earn
estly. It's only that l wanted, when
/ married, to be proud of my hus-
band"
wouldn't you be a little proud OF
me, Rose, II the poor things that work |
their lives out down in the lower |
parts Of our city told you that had |
been able 20 relieve their suffering? |
] don't blame you for not understand
ing, for you never have seen that |
other side. You've never seen the |
delicate children who have to work |
in the mills and factories, or the |
women who labor to keep their little |
homes together. To such people doc
tors bills mean something, Rose, and |
its the work Of some physician who |
has the means and the will to help |
them bear their burdens. Do you |
think you could be prouder Of me |
for spending my life in attendance
upon the women whom we know,
women who are i'll from idleness, or
men who get sick from overeating"-
There are State hospitals, aren't
thers?" she was beginning, when
small voice out of the shadow inter-
rupted.
Mister" said Timothy, did youse
say you wanted to doctor folks with
out any money for it,"
why it's a newsboy," exclaimed
the girl. "See, Dean, what little
fellow to be out so late!"
Because If you do" went on Tim
othy with the contempt Of his age
for womankind, II en- give you a job,
all right. Come home with me and
see my pal, will your"
whats the matter with your
pal?" the man asked kindly.
Hes got a cough that gets worse
and worse. 1t rattles in his chest
and hurts him. He's got so weak
now he can't do nothin'. l been
thinkin' I'd oughter get doctor, but
we didn't neither Of us have the
price"
The man looked into the grave face
of the girl inQuiringly.
"Ill go with you" she said, look
ing pityingly at Timothy. The man
smiled back at her. He asked Timo-
thy where they we're to go, and a
carriage bowling along presently, he
hailed it and they drove to their des-
tination together. Timothy kept the
conversation up all by himself.
mo, Sam ain'tmy brother" he said.
IT never knew him until two years
ago. I fell and broke my leg one day
and couldn't go out with my papers.
I dunno what I'd a done II II hadn't
been for Sam. He took me in and
worked for the both of us till got
well. Since then we've hung to-
gethsr. He had a cough when first
knew him, but it's been gettin' worse
The place we live ms kind OF damp" (
he added. Maybe we'd oughter I