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Show He Ordered Oyster Stews. One of those toil hardened, true-hearted true-hearted chaps, ofton road of in romances, ro-mances, made Ivs appearance un tlm Campus Martina yrtlcrday, and his sympathies wuro Lit ouco aruuatd by the sight of three or four old men standing around with their buck-saws and waiting for work. "I'll be hanged if it iiu't tough," he replied, when they told him that they hadn't had any work for a month. "How would you like so mo oysters?" They smacked their Hps by way of reply, and he gathered up a crowd of eight, marchod them to a restaurant and ordered oyster su-ws for eich one. "It just does my soul good to see them eat!" he s-iid io the owner of the place as the eight gut to work. "Yes; it's a beautiful aight," was the reply. "It makes me feel good in here, continued the stranger, laying his hand on his heart. "A good deed brings its own reward," re-ward," was the suit answer of the rostaurauter, as ho calculated hie profits. "I can't rest here I must do t further good," said the big-hearted stranger, and he rushed out and brought in three negroes, a chimney i sweep, two boys aud an old womau, I and ordered more oysters. The fifteen peoplo went for oyster soup in a manner tu amaze, and 1 their guardian nudged the res-i res-i Uuranler in the ribs an I said: i "See the gentle lambs! Oh, that I could feed all the poor in Americal" "You are a good man, and heaven will reward yuu," replied the pro prietor, as he filled the dishes up again. The stranger said he wanted to bring in just five mure, ao as to say that he had fed an even scor , and j he rushed out alter them, while the res tail ranter Bent after morn '.iyti ra and crackers. The tr-iner didn't re turn. He was List set-n elnniiing into a farmer's le:gh in Stale street, and guiding his ttm tu the we t. Tb filteen in the i ujiaurmit licked their plates clean r.nt Jpirt!(l in joyful procession, nd Um f.tat one had patted out bet iv the. man who bad luruished it.e s uip had got through waiting (or the return ut the big hearted siranyer. Tlicre were oaths und slang phnuf-s and watchwords and expression, :Mivenjd in the purest ol English, hut what mattered it to the tiiteen soup devour-ere, devour-ere, who drew up in hue opposite and "resolved that liietu oy slurs just touched the spot. ' Df-troit Free Press. |