The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1915-08-01

away with that same real estate hand
kerchief.
You mean that he is going to die"
There were three mods of the head
But let's get the ambulance"
1T would surely finish him to ride
in one"
Then he should be carried to a hos
pital''
You are good man." said Pythias,
but you have come too late. Damon,
Il think he has PythiaS. bat mebbe
there is just one chance Yet. If l could
sit down to a full meal once more
there is no hope for me-
Does he think that food will save
him anxiously asked uncle RUDE. IF
BY thunder; but to think of feller-bei
perishlng right under our noses for a
meal Of meat and 'taters: This town
orter be mighty ashamed of itself"
crossing the park stopped to inquire
what had happened. and Pythias an
swered their questions by saying:
him at last
''NeiGhbors, the case is this" added
Uncle RUDE, with flourish of his arm.
food in your midst for hull week while
you have been trotting around with load
ed stomachs. ] say it's burnln' shame
and disgrace, and l say that something
More men came up until the crowd
numbered thirty or forty. Most of them
took a look at Damon. whose hands were
clenched and eyeballs turned up. and
then smiled at each other. II was an
old gag. and many of them had seen 1t
worked before. PNthias realized that he
point. and so the handkerchief was ap-
piled to his eyes again, and in tones that
would have gone to the heart of crab
apple tree he walled out:
a al tok
die?''
DO you hear that neighbours" de-
manded Uncle RUDE. in loud voice
Must l see you put under the cold
cold ground. old pal of mine?' continued
Pythias he he stroked the big buns
cheek
Rube in great Indignation. We are
sta nding here doing nothing while the
soul of a man is gettin' ready to take
his azure flight, Are we savages: Are
of men In our bosom? Durn my buttons,
But I have if the rest Of YOU haven't"
At this. Pythias tenderly moved the
big buns head from his knees to the
bench and he rose up and said:
Gentlemen it is a worthy cause. and
You can give freely. We are. named
fortunate men. I am near-siGhted and
Damon has a weak heart. We work
whenever We can. and when We can
not We GO hungry and suffer. We are
down and out as you see. and | pray
YOU good people, to give us a lift. II |
we cannot reward you. Heaven surely
Uncle Ruben took a dollar bill from his
pocket and dropped II in his hat, and |
passed the hat around among the crowd. |
saying:
this is the one of all. should be
ashamed to go home and face Hannah
IL that man died on the bench with me
hssTts O. Come fG Gow lock like men with
There wasn't man in that crowd of
fifty who didn't believe he was being
E q, but the, they were a sood.natured
from a dime to a quarter. The change
was wrapped in the bill and the whole
handed over to Phythias, who. with
bowed to the crowd and said;
Gentlemen. you have done merci-
full act, and l thank you and Damon
are smiling down upon you Damon.
the angels do smile. don't they
I've heard they did" replied Damon
in a voice Just above a whisper
And you thank these gentlemen. don't
you?"
IT do
And you will never forget this noble
hearted h ed old man. who has spoken so we'll
Never. Pythias. never"
And You have resolved to live on.
Damon"
II have
DO you hear that. gentlemen said
Uncle Rube. smile came to his face
md md the hem moisture to his eyes The are
md purer lives. | feel like giving three
,heers,"
But before he could give them. Pythias
stood up and interrupted with:
And 1t only remains, gentlemen-it
'nly remains to
Police, Police" yelled a small hoy.
n rear of the crowd.
1t only rema ined for Damon to roll off
he bench and scramble to his feet.
md in five minutes the pair were half
milo away. The crowd laughed and
heered good ma turedly. although il had
'ecn worked and Uncle Ruben took
N his hat and scratched his head and
reclaimed:
BY George When | tell Hannah she
Won't believe it. ! guess I've been kind
r made a fool Of