Democratic Sentinel, Volume 13, Number 13, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 19 April 1889 — He Pledged His Honor. [ARTICLE]

He Pledged His Honor.

Mr. William H. Crane, the comedian, tells of an interesting experience he had in Pittsburgh. He was approacheh by a besotted tramp, who looked earnestly at him and inquired: “Is your name Crane?” “It is, sir,” said Mr. Crane. “Are you William H. Crane, the comedian ?” asked the tramp, cautiously. “Yes, sir.” “Mr. Crane,” said the tramp, in reassured tones, “give me fifteen cents!” “Fifteen cents?” echoed Mr. Crane. “Why, what do you want with fifteen cents ?” “I want to buy a drink,” said th® tramp. “Ah, my friend,” said Mr. Crane, in a reproachful tone, “I fear you are deceiving me. I have already met about twenty of your kind of people to-daf-and each of them has asked me for tiy teen cents to buy bread with. Now what assurance have I that if I give you fifteen cents you won’t spend it for something to eat ?” The tramp drew himself up as proudly as he could and said: “I pledge you my word and honor as a gentleman that I shall spend the money for liquor.” “Oh, that’s an entirely different thing,” said Mr. Crane, shelling out ft quarter. “ I think I can trust you now.”

This incident reminds us of a story that is told of Mr. Moody, the revivalist. In his younger days he did missionary work in Chicago, invading saloons and distributing tracts in divers places. One Sunday morning, while he was distributing temperance tracts, he entered Buck & .Rayner’s drug store. At the back of the store sat an elderly and distinguished citizen reading a morning papej. Mr. Moody approached this gentleman and threw one of the temperance teftcts upon the paper liefore him. The old gentleman glanced at the tract and then/looking up beyignantly at Moody, you a reformed drunkard ?” “No, sir, I am not!” cried Mepdy, drawing back indignantly. “Then why in thunder den’i you re-' hrm ?” quietly asked theold gentleman. —Chicago News. The Dutch introduced slaves into Virginia in 1620.