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Show Cost of Catte. A Hungarian Immigrant tells of life In his native town, a remlnlscuncu of what Is gone, In the World's Work. "t held n good position In a bnnk In Iludnpest. Kvery morning I wux driven to my work In a llnkker, nnd every afternoon I was driven to my honu. I mention thut llakker lecaiiM It can lie taken as a symbol of tho old life In Iludnpest, Just us the five-cent subway tide to business ran bv taken ns n symbol of llfu In New York. In Iludnpest It wns ensj, Kny, frivolous; nlinoM every one who niiide a pretense pre-tense of what we called living spent more than lie earned. I do not want to forget tho good things In tho old life Mugyur hospitality was open-handed, open-handed, warm, lino; but llnnncJally, Mng.Mir xoiinl tift was built on straw utmost nil were living beyond, their Incomes. If n fninily tried to leduee Its expenses, in mp triithfullv, it lost cnMe. Ilertalaii Ilnrnn. |