Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1876-10-14
A Granger Discovers n
Strange Animal i'm His
From the Troy Times.

Room.
From The Troy Times.
A stranger from Hoosick took a
room OF a Troy hotel last night,
and at 9 O'Clock retired He pulled
off his boots and disrobed, turned
down the bed-quilts and then sud-
denly stopped to look at the gas
flame, and musingly remarked,
Putty big light Then he
slapped down the pillows, put his
watch and pocket-book meath the
mattress, and, turning to the gas,
let fly gust from his lips that
struck the trembling flame like a
breeze from a 10 horse bellows. In
the darkness the granger went to
bed, cuddled up for sno0ze, and
closed his eyes. As sleep was al
most upon him, ne shipped a sus-
picious odor. Gently at first, and
then with vehemence that did
justice to his lungs, he kept sniff
ing. There was no mistake about
it Something was loose! The
smell was not the free-born exhal-
alton of the evening and of Troy.
The more he thought of it the
wider his eyes opened, and the
quicker his exhalations followed.
He sprang at last to the floor,
smelt under the bed, in the ward
robe, all about the room, and at
last out of the window, stopping to
take a full rich breath of pure air,
and murmuring to himself, "that
tastes like it," Then he shut the
window, c-awled into bed again
tried to sleep, and couldn't. In
the desperation of impatience he
slipped on his pants and stockings
and in this light marching order
set out for the office. Taking hold
of the clerk in a confidential way,
he led himself aside and whisper
ed, "Got one in my room !"
Zone what?'
SCOT one sure. Been there ever
since | got in bed. Whewv' and
the granger held his nose for a
moment.
''See here,'' said the clerk, look
ing at the granger sharply, "are
you drunk ? Go on up to bed, and
don't bother me. I've got enough
to do to take care ofsober people,
'1,on't you call me drunk"
said the granger excitedly, as he
dropped his hold on his nose !;
"I'm good deal sober than you
ever was in your life. If you do
live in Troy and run a hotel
Don't you call me drunk You
just come to my room, and lem'-
me show you if / amt sober. Come
right along with me, land on he
led.
81 smell gas,' said the clerk, la
conically, as they proceeded.
"Some FOOLS blown out the gas
again. Some Hoosier from the
country's stopping here that don't
know gas from goose grease
By this time they had reached
the granger's room, and the clerk
instantly made a dive into the
open door with a vigorous excla-
nation of 81 told you so.' When
he came Out he gave the guest
whitening look, as he inquired,
swell, is this your room p"
"That's what it is. Don't you
smell him ~
Smell what, you idiot ?"
"Struck me 'twar a city skunk
dunno, tho. It's wuss than any
thing we'vo got up in Hoosick."
why, you internal fool" ex-
climed the clerk, boiling over with
anger. "You have gone to work
and smelled out your gas, stunk
yourself out, blowad up the whole
hotel, taken me away fiom my
desk, and made a first class luna
tic OF yourself,"-and down stairs
went the clerk, the astounded
granger standing at the door, gaz-
ing after him in utter subsection,
and circulating: "Well, how in
thunder did / know that the durn
thing would run all out and over
the floor, if | blowed on it? Col
dang it Wish / was home with
Marian and the children