Catoctin clarion., 1916-04-20
involved. Unctuous and full-mouthed,
Jim pulled out five-dollar bill.
Give the change to the waiter" he
directed prandil0nuantly

Jim pulled out a five-dollar bill.
Give the change to the WAITER" he
directed grandiloquently.
One week later, Weary Jim came
out of the mansion he had inherited,
by way Of the rear door and with a
scared look on his face. He almost
ran until he reached a point some
squares distant.
"Whew.' he painted, I'm out of that
for good-Ive escaped"
What Jim had escaped" from was
misery. For him wealth had brought
torment. A bath had made him ten
der and the flannels irritated him.
Rich food gave him the toothache,
with consequent loss of appetite. He
missed the dozy atmosphere of the
hayloft and the cheap lodging house,
lying In his luxurious feather bed.
But the crowning terror of his
life had become Acknowledgements
Sharp, the attorneys daughter. Like
a werewolf she pursued him. She
was bound to marry him-or rather
his money At the thought of this
trem endous responsibility Jim had re-
solved to sacrifice all. He thought
Of the happy-go-lucky life of old, and
then Of her, and shuddered and-de.
camped.
Jim had his plan. Long and dill
gently he searched for an old partner
Of the road-Crippled Joe. He found
his friend in poor lodging house. He
astonished the helpless hobo comrade
with a proffer of home, fortune.
friends. He tCok Joe to lawyer and
transferred to him legally all Of his
uncle's bequest except $4,000 in cash.
Poor fellow! I've put it over on
Joe!' murmured jim, but maybe
he'll escape Hyaclnth."
Then Weary Jim plunged back into
the old life. For time, although the
frowsiest CT them all, he ran free ho-
tel for his compatriots, and expended
$1,000 in that philanthropic venture.
Tie result was a riotous household,
increased Incidence on the part of his
patrons, and the police closed the
place.
One day Jim saw Cripple Joe and
the peerless Hyacinth flash by in an
auto. He knew they were man and
wife from the panied, furtive express
sion on the face Of Joe.
Sold into slavery" chuckled Jim.
and gloried in his rags and freedom.
The remaining $1,000 was burden
to Jim. It's possession hurt his pride
as down-and-Outer. One day he took
a long tramp. 1t was to place he
had never forgotten, and the end OF
his pilgrimage landed him at the door
of quaint, rustic cottage.
The place looked poor, and the love
ly yourg girl who came to the door
was neatly but plainly dressed. A
young man, her lover. just leaving her
was evidently workman,
Il wanter to see Doctor Adams" eX-
planned Jiln, and his face fell as he
was informed that the physician had
been dead for several years. leaving
his family very poor.
Such good men do" said Jim sor-
rowfully, and then he told how, Is
years before, the doctor had nursed
him through a two weeks sickness
he, poor, homeless waif-and Jim
ha1 never forgotten it.
He told great lie as he placed his
$4,000 into the hands Of the young
lady. He had made a fortune in a
nlN
would not be robbed. And then he
fitted away, leaving Rose Adams fair
ly astCunded.
The time came when Weary Jim felt
he was "all in." His uselessness was
over" as he comically put 1t. He was
up one day, down another. Somehow,
an indetinable longing sent him tramp
ing it to the cottage home of his dead
benefactor's daughter.
1t was dusk when he approached
the open window. Within the room
we're husband and wife and sweet
little girl in her night robe. She was
saying her prayers, and they ended
with
And, dear God, bless Mr.. Newton,
who brought mamma and papa the
blessing of their life"
At the sweet cherub in pure white
the old tramp gazed, then at his own
attire.
Il won't spoil the pretty picture" he
said, and he went wearily to shell
tered corner of the garden and lay
down and slept-and died.
Thus they found him, and tenderly
cared for the poor shell of great
soul. And in the quiet village grave
yard there is tombstone reading
simply: Weary Jim-Tramp, at
Rest