The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1885-07-26
BROWNS OFFICE-BOY.
A Glib-Tongued Youth Who Is Now Seeking
New Employer.

a Glib-Tongued Youth who Is Now Seeking
New Employer.
New York Letter in Syracuse Standard
A tall, smoothly shaver man walked into the
office of a we'll Unknown Broad-street broker early
Yesterday morning. He carried small brown
colored bag III his hand and over his arm hung
q fashionablycut top-coat. He was evidently
just from the country although his clothes were
of a recent city make No one was in the office
except the office boy, whom he found sitting IL
the cushioned chair Of the broker with his feet
on the desk, industriously engaged in smoking
a cigarette. AS the visitor appeared at the door
of the back office, the officeboy glanced at him
through cloud Of blue and i'll smelling smoke
and exclaimed, between pufS: Come In, young
teller, don't be afraid"
The visitors face expressed surprise, but he
said nothing.
Il suppose" said the Office -boy, with ready
nonchalance, that you have come in to see old
Br9STn1n ,. r,,
in He's out in the country on a bender"
'On whatW asked the visitor.
ION spree You see he sent the old girl"
The what!' inquired the visitor, as he seated
himself in chair
That's right make yourself at home; Have
cigar?" he added, as he opened Mr.. Brown s
desk and pulled out box of Havanas.
You were speaking of the old girl inter
rupted the visitor, as he declined the preferred
cigar
'Oh, yes" went on the lad HE sent his wife
away to her home in Vermont. Did you see Mrs
b. No2 Well, she's holy corker. She has
that duffer right under her thumb. lie had
some friends to come down to this city last
spring to see him. They wanted him to take
them around the town and show EN- the ele-
plant Old Brown was afraid to go. He
said he'd see about it, Then he sent me
over to his house with a note to
Mrs. B. [ took it up to the house. Mrs. B read
it. 'Whatr said she, Mr.. Brown will have to
be away tonight. No sir. You tell him that l
shall expect him home to dinner He went
home to dinner, too. Well. as | was saying, old
Brown sent Mrs B. off to her home and then
started out on a royal old bender He left me a
stack of letters to mail to Mrs. b. every day to
make her think he was in town attending to his
business. OH I'm onto his nibs tell you"
You seem to know great deal about your
employer" observed the visitor.
We'll, [ should smile. We're all onto him.
The book keeper says if he had such a wife he'd
commit suicide Why, would you believe it, he's
afraid to breath when Mrs. BIS in town. I'm
the junior partner of this firm. Is there any
business can do for YOU, Want to buy any
stock? Hello here comes the book-keeper now. u
AT this moment the boy tossed his cigarette
into the waste basket, and took his boots off the
desk.
How are your" inquired the bookkeeper, as he
entered the back room II didn't expect you
home SO soon! How did you enjoy the sea-
shore?"
"First rate" replied the visitor.
Il declare, Mr.. Brown, continued the book
keeper, II would hardly have known YOU since
you shaved off your whiskers Well. Richard, "
he added to the Office boy, II guess you can 20
now
But he spoke too late. The boy had already
left. He didn't come back, either. This is the
explanation given by Mr. Brown for a card which
appeared in the front window of his Office yester-
day afternoon, which read as follows:
"A quiet, industrious, discreet Office boy
wanted No idiots need apply"