Bisbee daily review., 1911-05-05

" AAoA0tA gO1s kOtHE O0A AIAO the world. l am going out to speak words of cheer and sympathy and let people know that l have a heart of flesh and blood instead of stone You can sit right here and bug your self isbness."
 i Mir. Bowser hardly knew where to begin his missionary work. He was leaning on the gate to think 1t over when a feeble old woman came along. She carried a can of kerosene and seemed to fear e fall. The electric light showed him a pale. wan face--a face that had passed through griefs and sorrows. i My good wemAn." he said as he stepped out. you are poor and lowiy You are pining'- She gave a start at his words. and down she went. and as he extended his i hand she squealed out; You are a liar and a robberl Go away or m scream for the policeF'
 "PoOr old woman. but you need kind wordsP'
 And you need a month in jail! Help. help! Policer'
 'Sfy dear old lady"- Police. police!'
 Mir. Bowser had to take to bis heels. The police might come running. and at any moment Mrs. Bowser and the eat might appear on the front steps. He hiked along for two blocks. but he was not discouraged. When he saw ! eN Col, ed and head bent in thought. he walk ed up to him and said:
 officer. it is a hard and dreary life you lead. and the world Is ungrateful Your wife and children may die. but the world cares naught You may as- pire to bigh ideals. but you have got to pound the pavements 10 earn your sordid bread and butter Officer. pity you"
 Rsbuffed by the Cop. The cop hadn't said word. He had just looked and listened. When Mir Bowser had concluded his oratorical effort the cops club was thrust out until the end rested on the orators stomach. Then there was a push. and the victim went backward into an old snow bank. and the representative of the law sauntered on without looking back
 Mfr. Bowser arose. and for a moment he had vision of Mrs. Bowser. the cat and warm room and the outside world be hanged. but he fought it away and passed on. An old man was washing the stone steps of residence. He wns old and feeble. and the work was hard.
 You have had sorrows,' said Mir Bowser as he paused
 "Hey~ was the reply as the old man raised his hand to his ear.
 Its a shame that you have to do this work at your age"
 Hey? HeyT
 Have you had anything at all to eat today? Has any one given you a word of cheer?'
 'You1l have to speak louder"
 ''I say"-
 But he didn't say. A woman appear ed at the door and asked of him:
 What do you want of my father. sir?s
 hE A1 nD Ntu anu ltEDAEs and he looks so hungry and sad l thought-thought"-
 You thought you could rob him of the pennies in his pocket Sir. you are villain"'
 Madam. you are mistaken. It seem cd that few sympathetic words
 Spotted by Woman.
 And who are you to speak sym pathetic words to my father? You go on. sir. think I have seen your face before. and remember that l did moi like 1t. You get along or m whistle for the police"
 NIT. BOwser walked on. There was Mrs. Bowser and the cat wrapped up in their selishness. but he could not head for hOme-nOt yet. He went UT to the corner and turned to find a young man leaning against the fence.
 "Ah. no home. no money. no friendsy Young man. can't blame you for feel ing desperate. but perhaps can change things for you"
 And who may you be?' was asked.
 You may call me a philanthropist"
 'Fd rather call you an idiot or say you had been drinking too much, Look here. old pop. my girl lives in there. We are going to a dance. and I'm waiting for her. You skate right along about your business or there'li be troubler'
 Mir. Bowser wandered abOut for m hour longer and then went home. There was Mrs. Bowser and the cat and the warm room. and he sat down with a grunt of cOntentment and said:
 '1 see that the price of pork is to go up again." And Mrs Bowser felt sorry for him and turned away her head that hs might not see her smile.