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Show NO REAL CHANGE. (New York Tribune.) Controller Metz said the other day of a bill that he disliked: "I object to, this bill because it would accomplish nothing. It would make no real change. It would be like the case of the actor and the canalboat captain. "There was once upon a time an actor, who. after an enforced idleness of two months, was lucky enough to secure an engagement in a town twenty-five miles away. "The cae was a hurry-up one. The actor nad to reach the distant town that night. If he failed to arrive, then hid I part would be assigned to some one else. "Well, the man patched his worn boots ftith patent thread, pinned up his few belongings in a newspaper and set out in the early morning on foot along the tow-path. tow-path. He had only a few coppers, hence the train Was an impossibility. "But after the poor fellow had covered cov-ered some.. six or seven miles his boots gave out, blisters rose on his feet, fatigue overcame him and in despair he threw himself on the grass beneath a tree. "As he lay there in a bitter mood a canalboat hove n sisht. It drew near slowly, and an idea seized the actor. " 'Captain.' he shouted, rising hurriedly. "Captain, pull up. for the love of heaven.' " 'Waal, wot d'ye want?" said the captain, cap-tain, as he stopped the boat. " 'Captain,' said the actor. 'I have to get to Quag tonight to play second heavy in "The Evil That Men Do." I am footsore foot-sore and weary, and can walk no further. fur-ther. If you will assist me I will work my passasre.' "The captain gave the actor a kindlv nod. " 'All right.' he said. 'Lead the hoss.' " |