| Show HATED MODEL BOY 4 M M 1 A well known busam as man was mas standing at a street comer corner talking with a friend tho the other afternoon when a seedy looking chap with a bloated countenance and a whining oice olce approached and tackled the bunin utts iaun for the loar or a dollar the business man gruffly declined the shabby chaps appeal and told him to be on his way in a canter this rather puzzled the companion of the business man who knew dat tho the latter was nas of an extremely charitable and open handed disposition a man who rarely resisted the appeal of the commonest street beggar and who made it a point never to turn down town an appeal for financial aid from unfortunate friends of former days the business man chewed in silence on the end of hia his cigar for a while and taen he said you no doubt think it odd that I 1 sent that fellow whom you could see know knew me by my first name on an his way with such sad dennes and asper ity itt so I 1 might aa as well put you right in the matter that fellow is a the onla man in the world that I 1 actually hato hate and despise and I 1 marvel at his its gall for bracing me for as much mitch as a shoestring ard ill tell you why I 1 despise him we two ore are of exactly tho the same age and we e ere brought u i together in this town in the same neighbor hood he ile NN was as ahn model of the neigh bo boyhood borho cit I 1 was nas tho the hoodlum Iro odium ot of tho the and that by was thrown up to mo me morning upon noon and night I 1 never did anything absolutely niclous clous or wrong but I 1 waa eln alln ply a tough kid at tho the heau of all the boyish tr gong a on and never noer out of mischief that fellow was a manel man el ot of ml 11 ll that was goody goody in a boy ho ile never got into mischief ho ile never neer go a i trouble with his folks ile was the aholo thing aa as to tidiness punctuality ut at school lesion learning and all that vort of thing so of course ho he waa wag thrown at my head constantly my mother and all of my bisters every time I 1 got into some sort of a scrape that required a whaling would wind it all up by asking mj why I 1 couldn coulden t bo be like little so and na naming tiling that fellow naturally I 1 grew to unto hate hita I 1 help hating him I 1 longed to kick tho the daylights out oc of him but I 1 was mas solemnly assured that if I 1 ever did so I 1 would be put pul in a reform school and that scared me but I 1 woke up and went to bed hating that model boy well r rr c v he hos a z booze bum and ho he braces brace me on an VMS the public cr a dollar time la Is a cletty hot old boy lent ho he but I 1 id d rathor give all the money I 1 have on earth tarth to build a mormon rmon church than over ever hand band that ox model boy one cent |
