Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1919-03-21

June.
At Franklin street, he shouldered
his way through the half-holiday crowd
and entered another place.
II have a pain in my stomach, so
please give me something for it, and
can you change a fifty-dollar BILL" he
said pleasantly.
what is this-a monologue?" asked
the man, ''or did you come in here for
the customary reasonw
Il have a pain and a f1fty-dollar
bill, and l want both of them changed"
James replied.
IF had a fifty-dollar bill, I'd have
pain myself" said the man. "What'l
you have?
James told him Immediately and
spent several minutes explaining the
difficulty of getting bill changed.
Keep on up Broadway" advised
his host. you're bound to hit it some
where"
Fourteenth street doomed up on the
Sidell horizon, and still the crisp bill
nestled in his waistcoat-pocket.
Religiously, he made every stop, or
dered drink out of sheer necessity
of ordering, and asked for change.
At 5 o'clock, he was at Ninety-siXth
street, and behind him trailed an I'M
ending string Of lighthouses, in every
one of which his request had been re-
fused.
"This is hard and cruel world" he
mOaned.
Then he sat down on the curbstone,
took out his handkerchief and began
to cry. A friendly policeman urged
him along.
mot friend in the world" he told
the officer. "Nothin' but a fifty-dollar
bill, and / can't get it changed and
when I get home to my Olive I'll be
killed deader than herring.
"Where's a good orphan asylum, of.
ficer? 1 want to go to good orphan
asylum and lay my head on the little
white cot and forsake the world"
The policeman shooed James Joseph
away from him, and at five minutes
of z the long overdue husband of
Olive steamed into a harbor at 146th
street and made a dying request.
Il think 1 got it," said the man
kindly, because he knew Mr.. Sidell.
Thanks" said Mr.. Sidell in a re-
lieved tone. He dipped into his vest
pocket, pulled out O'Rourke's joke five
Ioi n lu
wood.
whats that?" said the man.
THAT'S the fifty" said Mr.. Sidell
with dignity.
'Look at it," said the man.
Mr. Sidell picked it up, looked at
it, and then the terrible truth rushed
over him.
SOrrowfully and YEARLY, James Jo-
seph trekked out through the swing
ing doors and another thought hit him
violently
Until that moment, he had an excuse
for Olive. Now he had none.
Could he tell her that he was six
hours late because he had been try
ing to change a five-dollar bill?
Reply: He could not-and continue
on living terms with wife.
He looked up and encountered the
gaze of one who was studying him in.
tently.
"Why, Bainbridge." said James Jo-
seph in delight. "What brings you
up here?"
"You look all in," replied Balm
bridge. 'What have you been dOing"-
Mr.. Sidell took his friend by the
coat-lapel and told him all, conceal
ing nothing.
"DO you expect me to believe that?"
said cambridge dryly.
81 hope to die if it isn't so. And
hear me-if you won't believe it, what
chance is there when / tell it to
Oliver"
"NO chance whatever"
"Then there is only one thing to
do. You must lend me 500. I'll pay
you Monday. But if am to continue
having a home and wife, I've simply
got to have hundred-dollar bill when
I open the front door at GAL"
For long. long time, cambridge
hesitated. Then he said:
"All right. James Joseph, I'll save
your life. But you will pardon me,
if l follow you to your door at de-
cent distance and watch you make
your entrance"
"Sure," said James.
cambridge produced the bill and
handed it to Mr.. Sideil.
Now let's start. What are you
going TO tell your wife?'
Leave it to James Joseph" said
that gentleman. with this bill, am
SAFE"
cambridge watched him enter his
own home. He stood on the corner
for an instant, then turned and slowly
walked away.
"My dear Olive" James was saying,
"the boys at the Office-you know the
bOys-they arranged q little testimo-
NAL, tribute of affection and esteem;
didn't know a thing about it till this
afternoon, not a thing.
"And I've been trying all afternoon
to get the blamed thing changed so
you could spend it. It's all for you;
not a cent of it for me, because it's