Bumpy And The Cashier

In ono of the cbeap lodging-houses on Atwatcr atreet n this city, naostly rat'ronlzed by sailors, there is a bundie f well-thurubed letters. Among them b what was once a white envelope. ow it is decorated with marks of oücd lino-crs; the three-cen1 tamp has been half torn away; its corïera :;ve bent ml ita ends are wom hrough in places, showing the cdgesof wo sheets of note-paper. day this package of letters is landled over and over by the ailors, ome of whom c!' nol know wha1 it is o get a letter, and none oí the letters ittracl more attention or cause more comment than tbat in this ex-white envelope. Perhaps this distinguished lonor is hie to the neatly-wTitten (in a eminine hand) address: Albekt .t. Coi.bt, 8aBor, it, Mich. The post-mark Is Boston, Mass., nnd t was Biailed in that city last March. íeyeD months has it been studied and red as it upon the dusty shelf of the dark and dingy lodgingiousc couutcr, and for seven months tas some anxious mother, sister or sweetheart been waiting. Yesterdny afternoon uerowd oí noisy, lalf-drunkcn roen bad been discussing ;he pile "f mail uvor their cup, when a short, red-faced lid le mtn opeoed the door and entered the araoke-filisd room. The erovvd turned to ob-ioiTc the new inival. "Helio! hcre's Buwpy!" .vas ieard on all sides, and "Bumpy" wia the next instant aurrounded by the crowd, ji.ll anxious to slmke hands aud persnsdR him to stand treat. " Bumpy" was a sailor, and the sobriquetwa givenhim becanse ol liis possession of ao odd acconaplishnaent. By pounding with clenched fists upon his aare, bald head, lie could drum the sailors1 hornpipe and ol her tunes, producir!!5; t'l'.o yanous tones by opening or clositig his mouth as hu pounded. The fellows soon learned that "Bumpy" could not stand treat for w:in! of funds, and that he had just ended a term of ninety days at "the works" (House of Correction), whither be had boen sent on a charge of vaoranoy. Accordingly his prusence caused no further demonstrations, and he was left 1o i ')e"'n'nS among his companions for "abit of chawin terbacker." Presentir (for no well-defined reason, for Öumpy has no relatives nor friends witfi whom he corresponds) he brought np before the paokage of letters and begaalooking thoin over. " Helio, what's this? A letter for ColbyP" he remaVked, as he spelled out the scarcely legible name, " Albert F. Colby." " Yes, do you know him?" askod the lodging-house propiietor. "Know him? Know the Cashier? Well, [ sliouid say I did, aud so did you," replied Bumpy, ashelooked at a blue tippétthat sncircled !he wuist of a man over six feet tail aud weighing not over 1U0 ponnds. The man inside oí the tippet bogan to rub his scraggy beard in a half-coufused way, while the landlord remarked: '■ Well, if j'ou know where lie is I will send the letter to him." "You knew the Cashier?" said Bumpy, without heeding tlie landlord, at the same time walking over to the man with the tippet; "hc's that slick little cuss we shipped at Bunaio last iall." "Oh, yes, I mind liim now; that little feller what always had money; never spent a cent for grog," musingly replied the person addressed. Rerninding the landlord, he continned: " Why, he's that little feller what went up to'the station-house with 3ou that morning and paid my fine." "That'sthe ehap, is it?" Well, if liis name is Colby, what do yon cali him Cashier for? You didn't have a eashior on the old tub you vas a sailin' in last fall, I hope," sarcastically remarked the landlord. " No, he was a sallor man, and a good un, too!" answered Buapy. "Hewan't very big nor stout, but he wasquicker'n a flash, and trae bine olear through to keelson," continued the " Cashier" s" biographer. "Yes, and you kin bet at the end oi every trip he had his moaey all stewes away, and ït didn't moke ho diiferoace if onc of his mates wanted a dollar ai two, the Caskier ponred it out jest like water," put in the tippet man. "Who'she sailin' with tiiis season? Teil me and Til for'ard the letter to nim," said the landlord. "You won't imfess you've got a different craftfrom any Í ever geen," saic Bumpy, " cos he's been aloft these ten months," he continued. Bumpy then related bow the " CashW' was losi overboard in a galo o pwir.d off the Manitous last fall, anc f olio wed au earnest, houest dis cussion - rougb and profane Üiough i have been- of the good uualities of the drowned sailor. Finally bic well worn envelope was opened and the let ter - an affectionate message i'rom a sis ter - was rcad to the crowd by the land lord. "That's pm-ty tuff. that is," sighei Bumpy, as the reading ended. "Tuffer'n thundcr!" ejaculated the man as ho loosened the blue tippe abont his waist, and, with a jerk craned his long neck to its full lengtb " And ril just make out to write to that poor gal and teil her what a tro sailor she had for abrother," continuet Bumpy. - The proposition met with approral but it was decided to let the landlorc write the letter, as he was "a bette speller an' writer" than the others Pen, ink and paper were brought out and, during the next hour, the crowdevery one of them - worked, suggested and eorrected until the folloviu0 epistle was produced: DitTBOIT, Mioh., 187, Oct. 25. Miss Mary Colby t is with Grent dlstro8 wrilo this to t 1 Vmi that Yovtt Letter bas no been called for bv your ttrotber Albert. and I look the Liberty to open Your letter t Tour Brother because hc vr;;:= Dot i:?:irt) Ope It hlmself. Hewasagood Sailor and we a Liked Hlm Very Mucn bat you know Bailo Men have a grreat many áengem and Sonic times Loóse their Lifes and E-hait to teil o tiiai your Brother Losi hls Lifo by bein Drownded. Hewcsblowed ofT his boat in IiivlnsGaleofWind last Fall offtheManltous His body w-ns not reouvered but a Sailo Mnn's Solo will Itise to Hcaven as Easy tron the bottom oi' the Lakes as i'rom a reorula grave. You ha my pity anrl the be-:t wishe of everybody who knowed your Brother. hait to teil yon Tliis Sad News but it had to b Tuld and X Told it. ïours rcspeetfully. Bumpy insisted on adding a lino on his own account, so that the honest homely letter whlch was startcd on it way to Boston last evening closed a folio ws: Dear miss mnry Colby I knowed your Brother nnd I sailod with him and he liked me and 1 liked him. 1 wish I WB - ! as hlm and you have the prares or an old Sailor Man aud Your true friend BüMPT. - Dctrnl Frec Press. - The riohness of soups should depenc upon the stoek, that is, the jelly obtained by boiling tin; meat, and not a ;ül apon the fui, which should be carefully removed. Many people would as soon think of eating a tallow candle, as soup with grease fioating on top. I seems iully as palatable to a civilizei púlate. Á11 sorts of vegetables may Iil. 'added to the BOïip, aeeording to the taste of those who are to eat of it Onions are extremely disagreeable t many people, and turnips are to othera The vegetables ave ehojiped line anc boiled tdll well done. Soups may be thickened with rico, barley or verniicelli.- -Exchanqc. - --♦-♦ - Some six months ago Genera Hooker ordered a [Jtica marble-euttcr to build him a monument for his lot in Spring Grove Cemetery at Cinoinnati It will be a sarcophagus of red Scotc] granite resting on a Quincy gi'anite base, the whole weighing tweuty-iour tona.