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Show GRIEVING FOR HIS OLD HOME. Possibility That Unfortunate Was Not Altogether Deserving. The old man was seated In the park, great tears coursing down h's cheeks. Ho was such a pathetic picture that the sympathetic passer-by stopped and asked him If he were ill. "Yes. sir," said the sorrowing old. fellow. "I have Just had bad news from home. T"se house that has sheltered shel-tered me for years Is to be sold and torn down, and I haven't a penny to my name to stop it Everybody in it will be turned out, and Heaven knows what will become of them." - "Poor soul!" said the sympathetic passer-by. slipping a dollar into the old man's hand. "That isn't much money, but you are welcome to it." "Thank you, sir," said the old follow, smiling through his tears. "Every little lit-tle bit helps, and I am very much obliged to you." "Where is this old home of yours, my friend?" asked the philanthropist. "Up at Sing-Sing." replied the old man. "It's the Jail, sir. I've lived there 25 years altogether." And the philanthropist passed on. Harper's Weekly. I |