The Cincinnati daily star. [volume] ([Cincinnati, Ohio]) 1875-1880, 1878-12-27

now III you Will never tell Lne Olu man nor
the old woman, I'll tell you where you can
look through and see him prepare it, assur-
ing him that she knew he would think it
wrong if he only knew the cheat there was
about it.
She then directed him to crevice in the
ceiling where he could see the whole thing.
In the first place the professor, as the girl
sneeringly called him, took q bar of common
looking soap, immersed it in pail of water,
shook the pail, and then filled, corked and
sealed the bottles.
"That soap" said the girl, 'he buys in
quantities of soap maker in the country.
1t is good soap for washing clothes, but
will no more take out grease spots than any
other common soap. An agent never goes
with it but once. But by advertising he
makes fools of good many, and in that
way sells good deal of it,"
"Do you tell them all the same you have
me?' asked Jeremy.
"No, / don't often get chance" she re-
piled: "you see the old woman just went
out, or | should not have got in here. |
mean to get away from them pretty soon, as
soon as | can get another place. They both
drink, and abuse me awfully."
Jeremy did not stop to hear more, but
took his hat and ran into the street. Went
at such pace until he was out of sight of
the house that policeman on the corner
had great notion of arresting him on sus-
picion.
He never heard what the professor of the
Grease Extractor thought of his conduct.
Dear good Jeremy, he felt he was too honest
fellow to peddle soap suds at fifty cents
bottle-eyen if all his dreams of wealth were
dispelled in moment.
lie of course felt pang of disappoint-
ment, and resolved to return home again
after making tour of the city. So he
wandered up and down the streets looking
into shop windows and up at the gold-let-
tered signs and pacards till sundown. Then
he entered a bakery, invested four cents in
biscuits, which he speedily devoured, and
enquired for place where he would be apt
to get nights lodging. A Asnappish woman
behind the counter advised him to 60 to the
Montrose House across the way. Proceed
ing thither he stalked into the doorway, as
he imagined millionaire would, and asked
the clerk, "How much will you ask to keep
me here to-night?' A little, slick haired,
dandy-looking fellow, who Jeremy already
had his eye on as pickpocket or somebody
of about that stamp, stood by, saying, saw,
how gween," etc.
Jeremy stood it as long as he could, until
the clerk told him his lodging would be
seventy-fve cents; then turning upon the
dandy disdainful look, offered to click
him for just two cents" The clerk speedily
informed Jeremy no fighting was allowed in
the house, but if he wished to indulge in
that recreation he might as well go to the
Porter House, just block away. Taking
the hint suddenly, Jeremy went as directed.
Meeting at the door an object that he took
either for the proprietor Or whisky barrel,
he abruptly inquired:
''Keep fellow here tonight who is ready
to fight any darned city dandy who dares in-
suit him?"
"Well, yes them's just the kind. Here.
Jim, show this boy to room &c." was the
reply
In ten minutes Jeremy was in bed and
asleep. Half an hour later he was awake
and bade fair to remain so. An attack
from those venomous insects vulgarly termed
bedbugs, required his wakeful attention
They were apparently 50 numerous that un-
less hasty means were resorted to, Jeremy
felt he must be annihilated. Thus he fought
in good earnest. All night long the siege
lasted. The slaughter was terrible The
number of the slain amounted to about nine
hundred and seventy, according to Jeremy s
estimate. The CORY sheets were sight to
behold.
Musing upon his conquest in the morning,
Jeremy concluded he had well earned his
nights lodging. So he dressed himself,
crept softly down the stairs, whisked out
the doorway, and scampered down the street
without settling his bill.
About ten o'clock, as he was sauntering
up Arlington avenue, a heavy hand grasped
his shoulder, a pair of handouts were thrust
on his wrists, and voice loud enough to
arouse the seven sleepers, exclaimed
"You are my prisoner!"
"Prisoners must be scarce" said Jeremy,
"since simple country lad Like me, who
never committed real crime in his life,
cannot walk the street without being ar
rested"
Perhaps it is more of an offence than you
think to leave hotel without paying your
bill, the officer replied, as he marched Jeremy
along to the lookup.
After reaching that vile abode which ap-
peared to be filled with profane, drunken
wretches, poor Jeremy concluded that his
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