New Britain herald., 1914-07-06
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Diamonds in An Old Hat.
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In the hat shop of E. H. Parry Chestnut, above Ninth street, is a chap who has just had the shock ol his young life, and in the same es- tablishment is colored porter who has been saying things to himself in a rapid, bitter undertone. Wealth laid her cheek caressingly against the faces of both of these and they knew it. not.
 The phone in MT. Parry's apart ments at the Bartram, at Thirty third and Chestnut streets rang fur iously about g o'clock at night Miss Edna Parry. his daughter, answered it. The voice at the other end was that of an agitated man. He spoke with strong Spanish accent.
 'Eez MT. Parry in? When will he be n?'' the voice fairly spluttered with eagerness. When he was told that Mir. Parry would return later he gave a telephone number and en- joined Miss Parry to be sure. that her father called that number as soon as he arrived.
 MT. Parry called as directed and the man explained that he had bought a new hat and had left an old one in MT. Parry's store with the remark that it might be given to the porter or some poor person.
 1T am now change my mind. wish that hat to give to particular friend for souvenir" he said. Please be sure can I have it."
 Certainly. I will look it up the first thing in the morning and send it around to you,'' said MT. Parry.
 No, no, mo-" shouted the other. "I will not trouble you. I will get it early in the morning."
 Don't trouble yourself for an old hat" said Mir. Parry. II will send a porter around with 1t to you, If 1t is still there. Sometimes we throw them out"
 Came a long dead silence at the other end. Then, with increased agi- tation the voice exclaimed, What is the time you open the store, the earliest your people are there?"
 About 8 o'clock, he was told.
 T will be there,' he cried and hung up.
 MT. Parry thought no more of the incident until he arrived at the store the next morning. There he saw a small, thin, nervous man, evidently a Mexican or South American. pacing excitedly to and fro before the door.
 T have come for my hat he ex- plained. 1T have been waiting long time."
 One of the clerks who happened along explained that perhaps the DOT ter had thrown the hat, away. This threw the little man into a panic which continued until the clerk. re- turned with an ancient, badly worn soft felt hat.
 That is eet." shrieked the stran- ger. Please to, let me have itsr' e
 The clerk handed :. it. over, with a smile of amusement. This was new angle to the clerk. He couldn't un- derstand why anybody would want such battered up headpiece.+ ~
 The little man put the hat on the counter crown downward, pushed the sweatband back and seven magnifi- cent diamonds of unusual size and purity fell winking and glittering in- to the dusk of the black felt we'll. It made a perfect foil and setting for their radiance. Mr. Parry stared in amazement. The clerk gulped hard The colored porter to whom the hat had been given the day before blinked rapidly.
 MT. Parry, who is a judge. of gems, said yesterday that they were among. the finest he had ever seen. .,
 Thank you very much" said the little man as he popped the gorgeous gems into his pocket and disappeared up the street. ss
 ''I sho wishes I had that genman's luck" sighed the porter. ;~.