Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1876-03-07

grievo0sly aniicted because the iady Via
supeiintends the weekly Purincstioas of the
wearing apparel 81 his home always leaves
network OF clothes line spread all around
bis back yard. And when he msde CON-
plant TO her about 10 she addressed HIM In
tne mnslcal accents OF Christine Missions
native Language and overwhelmed MIN win
torrent OF elOouence that he could not un-
derstand- And when he demonstrated with
his vile ana daughter about 10 they laughed
him 10 scoru, and his daughter who W a. elm
Gated al Nsssar and can hustle her terrff,ed
him n he .nterfered any more In that depart
ment around the house he'd Get drowned IN
the wash-tub. So this man suffered. Ono
eitter cold morning he ran out 20 the wood
caught him under the chin and pulled his
Deck ull ~ was foot long and he ran into
the house and frightened his wife into fits by
his terrible appearance, and she threatened
10 apply for n divorce N ne ever made
faces At her In that way again. It
was nearly three hours before his neck
snrunk BACK 10 Its natural size. And q
few nights after that he WAS all dressed 10 80
10 party with his family and he went
rounding down the hack yard TO see that the
aley gate was fastened. and q slack line
csueht him amidships, let him run out the
slack. and then when 10 hauled taut fusf
plcked nim up, tossed the breath out OF him,
turned him clear over, aud chucked him
down on his back, splitting his coat fron
tail buttons 10 the neck. And he couldnr
spssS and ne couldn't breathe only about
swer his wife and daughter when thew
screamed 20 him that they were ready ana
they concluded that he had run away 60
avoid going with them. 80 they went on
without him and never came back until m
O'Clock, and the man lay out in the back
yard all that time trying 10 die. And one
time after that he was Jogging across the
back yard with his arms full OF about Tires
hundred pounds of hard wool, and ne was
laughing Ike a hyena NJ something he had
just read In the Hawk-Eye, when "A clothes
prop slipped just a. he had pas Ell uDder the
line and dropped on his bead. raising a lump
as big as an egg aud be fell forward and the
line caught right I'm his mouth and sawed Al
clear back 10 bis ears, 80 that when he tried
10 smile the top OF his head only hung on a
hinge.
We'll. these things naturally weighed ON
his mind and depressed him, but they set
him TO thinking, and be went TO work aud
invented a patent clothes line reel, which
was enclosed In heavy cast iron box. and
was worked by powerful automatic ar.
rangement. You only had 20 wind up the
box and set IL Tor certain hour, just ike an
alarm clock, aud al that hour the reel would
so OFF and pull ON the line like a team OF
mules, the spring hook at the other end of
the line would let go its hold, and that line
would be rolled up al the rate of 200 miles
a minute. he said nothing about his inven-
ton, but put up the box and told some lie
about IL 10 bis family, which is a way men
wound IL up strong. Then be watched Miss
Nilsson's compatriot run out the line and ad-
just the hook, and he went away.
About seven O'Clock that evening, while he
was toasting his feet at the fire and reading
the almanac, the family were disturbed by
unmistakable Indications OF a fight going on
In the back yard between hurricane aud an
earthquake, in which the earthquake APP
peared 20 be getting a little the best OF IL.
The affrighted family rushed TO the back
door and looked upon a scene OF devastation
and anarchy. The air was full OF frsgments
of linen and cotton and red flannel, and shirt
buttons and clothes pins and little brass
buckles were flying ike hail. The reel In
the iron box was maEing about &C. 600 revolu-
lions minute and was whirling around like
thrashiIg machine, and the line was tear
ing around the posts like streak OF run
away lightning, and the clothes were trying
10 keep along with a., and around the posts
they were ripping, tearing, aud Swapping
while where the line shot into tue mole in the
iron box the striped stockings and white
shirts and things, and flannel and yarn socks
and undershirts and more things, and aprons
and ndkerchlefs and sheets aud things and
pillow Sins, just fOamed and bulged and
tossed wildly, and ripped and tore and
scraped, until the yard end all was SO full OF
lint that IL looked worse than an Arctic
snow storm. Oh, IL was dreadful II was ter
rible. Every body shrieked in dismay.
Somebody al the clothes line!" screamed
"Good heavensl" yelled the man, shadn'L
you taken the clothes imp"
NO" they chorussed.
The man thought he would save what was
left. He sprang at the clothes line. He
| caught the flying hook At tie end with both
hands, and the next instant, before the ter
.
ter, be was jerked i'm through the hole I'm tho
iron box, quivering mas OF homeless flesh,
while his glistening skeleton tell rafting
| upon the porch.
They gathered his frame work OF tho
| porch, and unlocked the box ana drew ont
| his covering. He was not dead. so deity
and quickly had be been removed from his
| frame work. They sent for the doctors, bat
their skill could not avail TO get the man TO-
gether again, and now he sits, limp and
boneless, In a high-backed easy char, smil-
ing sadly at his grinning skeleton, which
sits In a chair on the opposite side of tho
stove, grinniDg socially at his counterpart,
and rafting horribly every time IL crosses its
bony legs, or scratches the top OF It's glisten-
ing head with its gaunt, heshless fingers.
And thus that poor mal has 10 drag out %
dual existence until Dc ath comes TO both OF
him. 1t is painful, expensive life, for the
skeleton eats just as much as the flesh, and
the flesh has taken 10 smoking ted cent
cigars and the skeleton can't sleep a WING
Mess IL has a big hot whisky every night at
bed time. And all this is the result of wicket
carelessness. What a dreadful, dreadful
warning IL is TO those neglected. women vino
leave the clothes line stretched across the
yard in every direction after night