The Daily Missoulian. [volume] (Missoula, Mont.) 1904-1961, 1909-01-21
LIGHTS AND SHADOWS
OF NEW YORK
PEN PICTURES OF LIFE IN THE
GREATEST CITY ON THE FACE
OF MOTHER EARTH.
K. LACEY SPEER.

Old age is mellowing John ID. ROOKIE
Teller and he is becoming more anu
more liberal as the assaults OF ume
AGAINST his lonesome single hair grow
fiercer.
John D. in company win irleIos'
motored to New Brunswick the other
DAY. and incidentally ate luncheon at
the Mansion house.
The multi mllionaire WAS at ms
best. He had determined upon a good
time. even If he had to pay tor IL
himself; furthermore, he had chased
the "eat lightly" bug from his bonnet
for the nonce.
still he was cautious and determlnca
not to violate any one of natures laws
and so he interviewed the garcon VINO
stood waiting his order. The conVer-
saton was along this line:
Are oysters unhealthy?" anxiously
uucried the oil king.
"Dcn't know, sir" replied the waiter
Never heard one cor,plain, sir: but
| you can't tell, sir.
! well, we'll, Well" guffaWed the
| multi millionaire. In fact, l might
| say oil we'll BeshreW me, tbs a
| clever lest, and non-committal at that.
Would that you, my man, were on the
| witness stand with me trusty Arch
bold. Here, take this, and don't spend
| il all in the same place"
Then he slipped a nickel to the
waiter, Rudolph Osterwald, further
advising him to put it in savings
| bank. He continued:
| W I
cash when l was your age, and II
earned money for me. Never waste
your money"
Rudolph swooned, and in the excite
ment which followed John D. ordered
some lobster and plankad chicken witt
all the fiixin's.
Eat lightly; be saving; sleep as
much as possible; don't write it down
Join the church; don't try to remember
TOO much; then you'll be happy
Beaming benevolently upon those
present, the richest man on eartf
stepped into his automobile and wal
rapidly lost to view.
The doctors hope for the ultimate re
covery of Rudolph.
At last the chauffeur got his" a.
they say in New York when SAT-
falls on a man, or he is struck by ;
milk wagon, or something.
This Ia the sad tale Of Felix Droit
throttle jerker on II. p. Wilson's car
said H. p. now visiting in California
Felix had been consistent Joy
. rider during the absence of his EN-
ployer. and, several nights ago, de
cided that he was due to break al
speed records, city ordinances, ele
waited pillars and other useless debris
which might stand between him ant
his desire to turn corners on tw,
wheels.
| He did.
Motor Policeman Ricart, standing a
Fiftieth street ana Broadway, at 8
M, heard low, dull purring SCUM
, from the south
Must be patrolman asleep an
snoring" unused Ricart, as he pace
along beside his faithful motorcycle.
I But II wasn't policeman's snore a
ALL at ALL as the gasoline cop 500
t found out. 1t was, however, 10y
, rider Felix Droit coming up BroadWa
! with everything vide open, and goln
0 through the sickly dawn at a SO e
e hetter) mile gait.
), The motorcycle policeman &C
I aboard his craft and gave chase, coy
n ering miles of streets and avenue
z from the East to the North river an
3 back again, up town, down town, a
$ around, with the big auto always /
q the lead. This continued until Dro
a ran into a Third avenue IL" pilla
r slid a block on three wheels an
- landed in the clutches of grim law