The Appeal. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. ;) 1889-19??, 1913-05-10
No Sympathy Wanted.

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No Sympathy Wanted.
Not by a jugful. old funny, and you
can pass right on. I'm journeyman
plumber. am. and the burden of SCR,
row is on the mar who pays for the
solder. If l were you wouldn't drink
any more tonight
Il Mr.. Bowser passed on There was
tickling in his right ear but neverthe-
less when he had gone block farther
and encountered an old woman Juggling
a big basket he stopped her to say:
Madam. the world has used you
cruelty, and you are making your way
homeward tonight with the feeling in
your heart that no one cares whether
{ you live or die. :
And who be your asked the WON
an as she backed off and looked around
for a policeman.
Il am one who desires to speak kind
" to you and bid you believe that sym
pathetic hearts still beat
"Oh. you are! Well. now. let me tell
you that am carrying home my laun-
dry work. and if you make a grab at
this basket I'll Yell out and bring
people who'll have you in Jail in five
minutes"'
My dear woman. you can't believe
any such thing of me. 4 left my own
fireside not two minutes since to-
.'Then go back to it! You are either
an old masher or you want to snatch
me basket Off you go. or IN yell OUT"
RepuIsed Again.
MIR. Bowser tried once more. He
tackled a sad faced, hump shouIdered
young man whom the cold world had
| refused to sympathize with, but had
scarcely uttered ten words when he
was interrupted with
And is it asking me to go some
where and take drink with youy'
No. sir. What 1 wish to let you
know is that sympathize with you in
the way this heartless world has used
you
And there's no drink?"
"No, STRIP -
Five minutes later Mrs. Bowser
heard great clatter on the sidewalk.
and as she ran to the front window she
saw Mr.. Bowser gallop through the
gate, pursued by four or i've men with
burdens of grief. 1t was close race.
but he got up the steps and into the
house ahead Of them.
"Well?' she asked as she confronted
him in the hail. while the pursuers
banged at the door.
81 see how it is!'' be gasped as he
began to climb the stairs. Its an.
other Of your put up jobs to- have me
assassinated, but it has failed. and to-
morrow we will have talk and settle
about the alimony. Not word. mad.
am. not a word! If any one calls for
me say that cannot be scent"
With that he came down and entered
the library and locked the door behind
him, and it wasn't ten minutes before
a stranger called and asked for him.
Gle cannot be seen.''' replied Mrs
Bowser. T.,
us he dangerously i'll ~
"Oh. no.
"Busy with some invention?"
Something of the kind"
IF COULD just speak to him for a
3 moment
- Ellis orders were very strict"
"Just a word or two"
ut is useless"
A Chance Missed.
Five minutes later Mr. Bowser ap.
peared in the library door to inquire:
wasn't that some one asking fol
me?
1T was.''
what did he want?'' -
HE didn't say, but judged it to be
important. He did not give his name
Was any one coming here this evening
to pay you money!"
"By thunder. there was, and you've
let him gor'
Mr.. Bowser was out of the house ter
minutes later and on the run to the
corner. There stood stranger. anG
he at once asked:
"Your name is Bowser, isn't.it?''
1T is
II was just at your house."
ITO hand me $4O?'
"No. want to borrow 81 to get {
couple of meals and bed.'
Mr.. Bowser booted him and with
:, drew his sympathies from all mankind
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