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would have delighted Charles Lamb.   It is extremely
characteristic instance of Sol Eytinge�s charity.  Haney
was accompanying him up the Sixth Avenue (on Sunday
last) when an Irish beggar of very equivocal sobriety
accosted them with the customary whine of mendicancy
�Gentlemen have pity on a poor &c &c      I�m cowld,
� and hunghry � and naked �! &c &c.�     �It�s all
right, � it�s all right!� says Sol. �No, gintlemen
it�s not all right!     I am cowld � &c &c!� �I 
know you�ll be drunk and in the gutter in five minutes!�
says Sol, giving him a quarter dollar, and moving
on.   Haney, who had been searching his pocket for
cents, had also moved round so as to become over-
conscious  of the smell of spirits; and as
he and Sol continued their walk remonstrated with
Sol on his injudicious charity.  �But,� says Sol,
quietly, and perfectly unconscious of the peculiarity
of his reply, �he drinks, you know, and hasn�t
got any money.  And I always pity a fellow who
drinks!�                   Farther on some boys inform-
ed them that the man was �a regular old sucker!�
And on Sol, presently, inviting Haney to drink,
it appeared that he had but another shilling in the
world!
  The second story is short and droll.   A Pres-
byterian preacher has delivered a sermon on what Haney
felicitously termed �the inherent d__nation of every-
body,� and is present, where an individual gives               
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