Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1885-03-26

| you don't find the articles all cooked
and ready for you in silver rcolored dish
es. got in red car and started down
town. The car didn't stop for me at
first. had to walk over to the other
side of the street and walk through q
pool of water, but don't suppose 1t
would make any difference to you IL
had drowned. After wading nearly up
to my boot tops II finally got into the
Car and there wasn't any seat for me.
The car was crowded with men and wo-
men. There wasn't gentleman there.
It's pity the street car companies
don't run cattle cars for those bruteS
who sit down and pretend to read news
papers while ladies stand up: There
was one putty-faced dude who wasn't
reading. He didn't dare look me I'm the
face. He fumbled around in his pock-
cts and pulled out newspaper, and
when looked at him he began reading
it upside Down. Some men, would do
anything rather than stand up and let
lady sit down. Then the brute of
conductor asked me If didn't have
small change when 1 gave HIM iye
dollar bill. Of course / had, but /
wouldn't give it to him after he had in
suited me before the car full of people,
not that L cared for them, though.
Then he looked at the bill sHspiciously,
and carried it out on the platform and
asked the driver il it was good. He
then went through the car and asked
every man IL he had change. None had
any, of course and he had to give it
back to me. hope he had to pay my
fare himself, just because he was such
a selfish brute. But he was like all you
men.
AT Twenty-third street a woman got
in the car with that lovely dress pat
tern saw on Broadway last fall and
wanted you to buy for me, but you said
it was TOO expensive. She had il made
over, and it was perfectly beautiful. /
know it didn'tcost her over $50, and it
was worth twice that much. You will
see how much it costs when I get my
new dress next month. Dress goods
are twice as high now, but you always
think you know so much about such
things.
Il got out at Fourteenth street and
was walking past that new building on
Sixth avenue. You know which one
mean !? 1t has such lovely windows.
They are plate glass and reach clear a.
cross the store, and are filled with the
greatest bargains ever saw. know
some of the lace that they have marked
down to 624 cents didn't cost one cent
less than so cents. Well right over the
top of the building there is a scaffold
and there were some men working ON
it. They had apple of bricks and a
whole dry goods box full of mortar.
met Mr.Jones there-that pleasant-fac-
ed gentleman who comes here and talks
so beautifully about Paris and the lat
est fashions. He had his charming lit
tie pug dog with him, and the momeat
he saw me he bowed and that dear little
doggle barked. You know the last
time he came here gave him your slip
pers to play with. He is such cute
little fellow. He nearly choked To death,
you remember, on the heel OF enc OF the
slippers. But you can buy "a new pair
for 81, and you know / never liked that
pair any way. You bought them with
out consulting me. He said he was
coming up to see US Tonight
who p interrupted Mr.. Badger, as
he started from his chair. Jones or
his dog p @
'Mr. Jones, of course you don't sup
pose ! would talk to pug dog do youp'
We'll, my DEAR continued Mr.. Bad
ger, as he buttoned up his coat. r shall
have to be out this evening. / have a
business meeting to attend TO- II am
sorry can't stay at home to enjcy the
the society of Mr.. Jones aud the Jones
pug, but can't neglect business, you
know. must go right off. ] haven't
a moment to spare
You needn't run away to avoid meet
ing Mr.. Jones. He won't be here.'
But you just said he was coming
SO | did, but he won't. While we
were talking whole bucketfuI of bricks
fell off the scaffold and struck him on
the head before my eyes and fatteEed
him out like pancake.
'Oh!' shuddered Mr.. Badger, that
was horrible. No wonder you were
shocked. wonder whether he leaves
widow and a family. He really wasn't
such bad fellow after ALL
Leave widow ? What do you
mean ? How could he marry p 81
Il don't see any reason why Mr.Jones
shouldn't marry
Mr.. Jones? He wasn't hurt. Tt was
the dog that was crushed
| oh replied Mr.. Badger. as he seat
ed himself again and picked up the
newspaper. rs that the terrible aoven-
ture you had p
We'll, isn't that adventure enough ?
| was so weak had do order carriage
to take me home, and that cost So; and