Democratic Sentinel, Volume 16, Number 10, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 25 March 1892 — HE WAS "MIGHTY LONELY." [ARTICLE]

HE WAS "MIGHTY LONELY."

Sow a Young; Vermonler Found Things in Now York, A young man fresh from the country came to New York about a 'month ago to seek Iris fortune. He had just SIOO in cash left when he found a boarding place and had his modest trunk carried up to his hall bedroom. Being frugal, he deposited $95 of this in a savings bank down town. This bank does a large business among poor people, and its clerks are not any too,polite, probably because they are Ibadgered all day long by ignorant depositors who are afraid the cashier isgoing to run away if they don't come alround every day or two to make sure that tYeir money is there yet. The young man soon disci vered that New Y'ork is an expensive city to live in. Five dollars would have lasted a long time for ordinary expenses in his native village, but in New York it melted gway in his pocket like a snowball. It reminded him of the Scotchman who had visited the capital of England to see tho sights, and who on his return, in endeavoring to describe to his friends the great cost of living there, said: “I had na been in Lunnon five hours when bang went saxpence!” The young Vermonter, not having secured a situation, soon found it necessary to draw from his little fund in the bank. He got into position in ; the long line of depositors, and when his turn came asked for sl2 in small bills. It was handed out to him, and as there were so many people waiting behind him, he did not stop to count the money till he got away from the teller's window. He quickly saw that the man had made a mistake. Going up to the window again, he ; spoke over the beads of the others and told the clerk he had made an error in counting out the bills. The teller was angry. Flushing and glaring, he shouted: “Can’t you read? See that sign—‘Customers must count their money before leaving the window, otherwise mistakes will not be rectified. ”’ A little indignant at the teller’s manner, the young man began again: “But the mistake—” “I make no mistakes,” blurted out the angry teller, interrupting the other. “Get out of the way; you’re delaying business.” “But you gave me $1 too much!” .yelled the Vermonter, now thoroughly I augry. “Oh, ah!” gulped the teller. “In [that case, of course—Thank you!” i and he grabbed the returned bill. All eyes were fastened on the young man at once. As he was going out a garrulous old woman who spread an aroma of gin all about her. said to him: “Y r oung man ain’t you mighty lonely in New York.”—New York Tribune.