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Show A BIT OF WALL PAPER' SENTIMENTAL REMINISCENCES OF ANJ OLD GENTLEMAN. II Wn rutin Troy, but Ho Started I.lf in the Metropolis Ilninrinbraurra t Ills Kmly Married I.lfB Struggling for Miniritn Tim llunl Hearted Doss. A middle aged ian who was ga;?!ni? absently out of a window of an elevated car the other day started suddenly and crane-i his neck to look at u big hole iu the wall i.'f brick and brown atone frond . by which tin train was passing. Two or three houses h:id been torn down to Uiako room fiW&,.iprovoi:ients, and tha hole was all that was left of them, snva litter of broken bricks in tho cellar and an aero or wo of wall pnper in many designs upon tho sides of the adjoining building. The middle aired man got out t the wit station and walked back to tho hole. Ho stood on the siduwalk a moment,, lookhig first up into the air and then at tho half doaen workmen who Were rwtinvhifr the htst traces of tho wreck. Pr-wniHy ho appeared to pluck Bp resolution, for ho gravely descended the rough plank gamjwny that led from the street to tho bottom of tho holo and approached tho bom of tho gang. "Heeii tearing down these houses, I Bee," remarked tho middlo aged man by way of introdiH'tioii, Tho boss stared. "We ain't been rmttin' up any," be ro pponded. SEEKINO A fiOtJVF.XIIl. "That's what I meant," said tho middlo mid-dlo ned man iniperturliably. "Would you mind lcnditiy mo iv ladder for a "What in thunder do you want to do with Hi" exclaimed the boss. ; "I want to climb tip to that piece of paper," responded the middle aged man, ' pointing to a section of tiie wall that was covered with a greenery yallery do-pign. do-pign. "You see," he continued, "I used to live there." There was a suspicion of moisture in the middle aged man's eyes and a faint smile on his lips as he said this, and ho looked up at tho soiled patch of paper as a traveler might view the receding lights of his native town. Tint bosfi was puzzled puz-zled and suspicious, but after a moment of silence, while ho pretended to bo watching his men, he said: "Yon can take that ono in the corner , if vou'il move it yourself and put it back again." The middlo nged man bowed without a word, took off his overcoat and laid it gently upon a pile of bricks, laid down I his cane, and proceeded, at the expense of no little exertion, to place the ladder. As ho began to climb up tho boss ran over and said threateningly: "See here, now; no sheuaiiigin! You'll only get a broken bone or two if you fall from that ladder." The middle aged man laughed quietly. "Do not fear," ho answered; "I'm not poing to commit snicide. ril,bedovn all right in a few minutes." Nevertheless tho boss detailed two of his men to stand under the ladder to break the fall of tho stranger should he try to tempt death from the ladder top. TUB STOHY. The middle aged man climbed up, and y when ho was at tho top he could just reach the lower edge of the greenery yallery wall paper. IIo looked at it 'i earnestly, and then drew out a pocket knife und cutoff a small section that X'ontained the principal elements of the Jlesign. He put the scrap into his pocket, Jdescended, lugged the ladder back to its , jojtuinimti his overcoat and BteppwRiuceiiioBTTfoVo I toss"," "I am much obliged to you," he said. "You see, when I was first married we went to housekeeping here. We had iwo unfurnished, unfinished rooms up iwo flights. We were desperately poor, t?ife and I; just enough to get on with, yon know. The other people in the flat were also poor. They couldn't afford to raper their vacant rooms, and tiie land- ( lord wouldn't spent a cent. So wo pa- j pered them ourselves. We got the paper I best we could find of tho cheap grades j and wile maile a paste onto! Hour and water. Wo fixed up a brush out. of a towel. Then with chairs and a table for a stepladder we papered our our apartments. apart-ments. I saw the same old paper as I was riding by, and I thought a piece of it would be a nice souvenir." The boss' heart was touched. "And tho wife," he said hesitatingly, "is er" "Oh, no!" exclaimed tho middle aged man, smiling cheerfully. "She's alive and hearty, thank you. We live in Troy now, and we've got three strapping chil-iren. chil-iren. Circumstances aro better now, if you please. Whenever 1 come to town I make it a point to look at our first home, and today I saw that it wtis only empty air. The wall paper was there, though, I , and I thought I'd get a piece to take homo to my wife as a remembrance of our first housekeeping. I am very much obliged to yon." . The middle aged man walked up tho gangplank with quiet dignity, and the ; boss, still disturbed by tho episode, remarked re-marked : "What a queer chop it is, by thunder!" thun-der!" New York Sun. i |