The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1881-07-14
jim kEENE'S WASHERWO-
MAN.
HOW SHE RAKED IN A FORTUNE AND
HOW HE RAKED IT FROM HER.

mans system of stock operating
maybe, there is always occurring
some little unforeseen and apparen-
tly insignificant circumstance that
is forever knocking the best laid
plans into a cooked hat"
"As how!"
"Well for instance, about a year
ago | was doing a good deal in Lake
Shore, and counted on having a
big cleanup. | discovered, how
ever, that there was some hidden
influence in the market that was al
ways against me. 1t didn't exactly
defeat my plans, but it lessened the
profits. | soon saw that there was
some other operator who was kept
informed as to my movements in
time to make mel pay for his know
ledge.
''BrOker gave you away" said
several.
"Not at all. I never gave an
order in advance, and, besides |
used, as now, half dozen differ
ent brokers, and, also, gave cross
and dummy orders in plenty.
One day, while l was standing at
the window Of my uptown palace,
cogitating over this state of affairs
an elegant private coupe drove
past, and stopped just around the
corner from the door. It contained
richly dressed lady and ragged
looking girl. The latter got out, rang
my basement bell, and was ad-
mitted. l sent for my man ser
want, and inquired who the girl
might be. " She comes for the
WASH, SIT ne SalG.
. 'Dooo eho generally como in a
coupe!' I inquired.
" Why, no, sir" said my man,
very much surprised; her mother.
the washerwoman, is very poor."'
"Just then my own carriage
drove around for me, and as it pas
sed the other | could see the lady |
eagerly sorting the soiled clothes
IN the coupe on her lap. This ex-
cited my curiosity, SO [ had my |
driver follow along behind. Pret- |
y soon the coupe stopped, and the
Iirty little girl got out with the
ooundle and went into a brown
stone front on Twenty-ninth street.
The coupe then kept straight on to
Wall street and stopped in front
If brokers' Office, where the lady
lH@hted with my entire lot of
'oiled shirt-cutf5 in her hand"
"Shirt-cufsl" cried the entire
Exactly; shirt-cuffs, / saw
Trough it all in a moment. You
ee, | am, or rather was a great
land while at dinner, or at the the
Ter IN the evening to think over
ny plans for the next day, and to
make memorandums on cuffs to /
consult before starting down town
n. the morning. My washerwo-
nan had found this out, and had
'een quietly 'coppering' my game
y means Of my cuffs for over a
ear"
"Well, by jove:" said Sam Ward
ausing for single instant in the
acred mystery Of salad dressing.
cts the old fact" continued
Aeene. I'm less than eight
lonths she had cleaned up over
100000, and was washing my
lothes at least the cuffs in an
$4,000 house. She had dia- !
londs and horses until you
ouldn't rest" i
"You didn't make any more cuff
lems after that" laughed sever
"Well, not many-just few,"
nd the great operator, holding his
up to the light. 81 be-
i've / kept it up about a month
niger, at tie end of which time I
"a raked in the washerwoman's ,
ank account, and even had mort
age on the brown stone house. V
was a queer coincidence, wasn't
But perhaps the. information
le found on the cuffs after that 7
asn't as exact as it had been, 3
nor as reliable"
And the "King of the Street" H
nptied his glass with an indescrib-
lie wink that made Beach, who Z
as short on Harlem, shiver like o,
cat who had just swallowed a o9 of
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