| Show A haid luck story we worked our way home said sothern ind when I 1 landed on the new lork s de do of desbrosses feiry I 1 hadn haan t even my last cent left I 1 while I 1 was standing there inflecting on the divadi vintages of primitive means of locomotion a oung fellow named Arms armstrong tiong naho had been out with us came up and ind said well shall we ni e take a cab or a street car I 1 W e looked at each other a mo me ment lit while hope gleamed in the eyes or of each that the other could pay some und bind of faie fale II 11 I 1 I 1 new I 1 couldn coulden t and I 1 was afraid to take chances on arm strong so I 1 said I 1 in going to walk up it s such a fine day I 1 really prefer a walk what shall we ue do with our bags said armstrong I 1 in going to take mine with me I 1 said it its s got a lot of things in it I 1 don t like to fiust out of my hands good idea slid sald limstrong Aim strong I 1 don t like to lea leai i e my bag with any one either go along with you I 1 so up we trudge 1 halting at every block to set down our bags for a change of hands and to exchange es ex press press ons of unconscionable admiration about the fire vi i either when we reached the sturtevant house continued sothern I 1 leaned exhausted ag against dinst the desi and in quiren in an offhand may w ay if there was any mail for me A letter was hande I 1 out by the cleri and upon opening it I 1 found a draft for 15 for a song I 1 had written a long time before for walter now a well I 1 london comprised com 11 ith a far more princely air than thin I 1 had ever s mutated on the seq stage e I 1 ordeley a room and with infinite sat sit on watched witched the bellboy stagger i off with my bag 4 chat with E H sothern in pear son S |
