MILLIONAIRE AND OFFICE BOY.

Cromwell Argus, Volume XXXVII, Issue 1985, 23 April 1906, Page 7

MILLIONAIRE AND OFFICE BOY.

An old man whose millions were all the time rolling up other millions not long since happened to notice the dinner packet of a boy who had lately entered his service, and who lived a long way from the office. The boy was out at the moment, and a certain reminiscent, half-tender curiosity tempted the millionaire to undo the package. There were two meat sandwiches. some bread and cheese, and an apple turnover. The old man smiled : lor a minute he was a boy again, and the little packet before him was like the one he himself had carried fifty years ago. The new office-boy's face was a study when he returned and saw his dinner being consumed. "That's my dinner you're eating !" he exclaimed indignantly. "I know it, my boy," returned the other, still smiling, "but you must let me finish it now"—taking another bite at the turnover, "Here's enough to get you another dinner" —and he handed the astonished youngster a sovereign—"only it wont be as good a one as this," he added, with a twinkle in his cyfl.