The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1881-04-21

mlne hanging up herep''
"A blue trousers?' echoed Mrs. Me-
nwyny. "Do We name that dirty ould
lhang ye've had hangin' there for a
month backen -
= "ihat dirty ould thing is jist the wan
l DO mane," iterated Dionysius.
Where's it gone to, I'd like to know ;;
where do ye s. pose it'd go to- an
swered Mrs: McSwyny, Indignantly,
Nhke the old rag it was, but to. the
junk dealers?'' ~
=, "What?" yelled Dionysius, leaping
three feet from the floor in his excite.
ment.
g 'Yis," answered Mrs. Mcswyny.
composedly enough.yet not without q
certain misgiving. ~ sold it two days
ago to old McGruder for old rags"
"Iare an ouns," roared Dionvsiu.
dancing on the floor with madness:
"are ye mad, woman alive?n
"Aisy, Dionysius, aisy now" went
on on Mrs. McSwyny. ''Don't 90 about
like a lunatic havin' a dose of the i'm
Jams. I'm not mad, thin.'
be heavens, woman" responded
Dlonyslus, confronting his wife angrily,
yen drive me mad wild yer lack of
common sinse. Do We not know that |
got little Tooley the tailor to sew three
hundred dollars in greenbacks in the
Walsht OF that flannel trousersp''
W, murther, murtherr' walled An
astasia, as Dionysius rushed into the
street excitedly. Tenants in McSwvnv
Court must have thought him madman,
from the manner in which he hurried
along the sidewalk, running into and
over everybody. At last he reached
the Junkman's. who keeps next door to
Winkelmyer's grocery.
Have ye blue.f flannel trousers o.
mine here, McGruder?'' he asked. ex-
citedly.
1" A blue flannel throusers," answered
McGruder, meditatively; 81 think so.
Mac l recollect buyin' wan av yer
wife"
"Yis, bad scran to her for sellin' that
same. an it not half worn," went on
Dionysius.
s. Frederick James," called McGru-
der, to his son, whats bekim av that
blue flannel throusers l bought two or
three days agoP''
"Why. dad" responded frederick
James. promptly, "don't you recollect?
You sold it to Solomon Isaacs yester-
day afternoon for dollar.n
Dionysius didn't wait to hear anv
more, but rushed madly out of the shop,
and away he went at a go-as-you-please
gait on the last nile, for Isaac's store.
Have ye blue flannel trousers from
here?" he repeated, as Isaac
bid him good morning.
"A blue flannel trousersp' aueried
Solomon,sa ,sas he looked about his store.
=" puy me one of dose lasht night, l
Think
Where is itp" asked McSwyny, hur-
riedly. '"Tll buy it av We at double
what ye paid McGruder for it.''
81 sell him again dish mornin' for
ziven dollar und ffdy SCENT" explained
lsaacs, graciously, /" to dat Young mon
wat lifes down by der Court. His name
Rachelr'
"Vot you want, fader?" came a voice
rom the back room, evidently belong
ng to Rachel.
"Vot ish der name oof dot Young
non vot puy dose plue flannel trousers
iish mornin' for ziven dollar und fifdv
'cent?" asked Solomon. ra
6 You mean dot mon vot vore a plue
'hirt nit short hair, fader?" queried
Rachel.
"Yes,m tearsh,' Solomon answered;
. dot young mon vot beat me down
rom five dollar to half prize
" Dot young mons name ish Roo
lerig Allphonso Moriarity," answered
Rachel.
Dionysius thanked Solomon and
Rachel Isaacs for their courtesy and
tarted out in search of Roderick AL |
,honsus Moriarity; and it is safe to say
hat he never had such hard davis
raveling. He (Moriarity) had just left
i'm OShaughnessy's saloon in COM
amy with Tim, and had gone down to
lulvaney's livery stable. Here they
'arted company, Mulvaney told him,
or Roderick Alphonsus had gone to a
uneral with one of his (Mulvaney's)
rivers. When Dionysius got to the |
lome of his late lamented, the mourn
III cortege had started for the ceme-
cry. Over to the cemetery followed |
only to find when he had got
here that the interment had taken
lace, and back to the city came the
man to Mulvaney's. s. The
river was found here, but not Roderick
1phonsus, who had left him to 90 to
he theater with Tim O'Shaughnessy
nd Felix Vincent O'Dwyer. Fortu-
ately for Dionysius, he caught the
oys on the way, and offered ten dol
hrs for an immediate delivery of the
trousers, besides volunte eer-
,g to purchase a new pair at once.
.oderick Alphonsus consenting with
leasure. the exchange was made at d
ear-by clothing house, and in the
resence of the gang, Dionysius quickly
pped open the waist lining and found
le three hundred dollars untouched.
Jimminy Christopher!'' exclaimed
Alphonsus, ''if I'd a-known
lat those trousers would be worth fifty
ollars at least. What puddin' you've
OF. McSwynyr'
Dionysius has got back the money in.
ested in this novel savings bank, but
i'll hereafter fall back on the old style,
wise conclusion which we think our
saders will coincide with.-M. Y. Mer-
1ry.