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Show THOUGHT HIM DOWN AND OUT Old Frlenda Meant Well, But Really "Henry Brown" Waa In No Need of Assistance. A wenlthy and middle-aged business rnnn who requests that his name b riot used In connection with this story, llkiis to do his own automobile repair-" Ing. His giuuge Is some distance from his house, temporarily ; that Is, he is renting a garage about a block away from home. And one Sunday morning he put on his working clothes and went over to do some tinkering on his machine. ma-chine. When he had finished puttering about, lie was pretty dirty. His clothea were a iess, but that didn't make any difference, for they were regular work lug clothes. His hands were blacky nnd he was sadly in need of a shave. So he hurried home to clean up. And on the sidewalk, a fe'.v doors from Ids home, he met n man whom ha hudn't seen for 20 years. "Why, isn't this Henry ErownT nsked the other man. "Yes, It Is," answered our friend. "And I guess you're Jim Jones. Glad to see you. What are you doing in Cleveland?" "Just staying with friends for a ' -.w days." answered the old friend, looking our hero over with a puzzled expression. expres-sion. "Do you live In Cleveland but, of course, you do." "Yes. I've lived here for 20 years," answered Mr. Brown, who was totally unconscious of his appearance, aDd, wondered ut the pitying and puzzled expression on the other's face. "I suppose sup-pose I'm settled here for life don't see any chance to get out of the ever lasting grind I'm up against." "Oh, cheer up," suld Jones, clapping hira on the shoulder. "Things are never nev-er too late to mend. I think I knovr an opening for a man who Is sober and industrious it would be better than the work you seem to be doing now. Here's my card I'll be at th hotel for three days. You come around tomorrow at your noon hour and I'll Bee what I can do for old time's sn-ke." Brown stood staring at him as h hurried away. Then he grinned and entered his house. Cleveland Plain Dealer. |