The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1885-08-01
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| Jones Jones was disappointed, but
decided to try builder by the name
Grltflths next, who was also very good
hand at designing. Griffths consented
to undertake the job merely as mat.
ter of friendship if Jones Jones could
furnish the masons and carpenters. But
not carpenter could he find who was
willing to work for him. They had all
given up their shops, some of them not
being able to sell their business even.
Finally he came across mason, living
very humble, but upon inquiry he was
told that the reason he was found in
such poor quarters was that he could
find no one to help him build house
for himself, and so was forced to live in
the same old cottage though the money
lay in heaps on the floor.
"After fruitless efforts in every direc-
ton Jones Jones was forced to content
himself with his abode as it was.
his Wife, that a We have sHSdgd rs q Sad
and to wear
"' It's all we'll enough if you have
some one to cook the food and make
he Clothes she answered, but cook
old me to-day that she was going to be
married, and no one will engage to take
her place; and worse than that, the
1ressmaker said that she would not take
in any more work after this, as she had
money enough to last her all the rest
Of her life.
"'The next day the gardener inform
Jones Jones that he might look about
for another hand, and smiled serenely
when he was threatened the loss of a
months wages if he left, as though
money was of no account whatever.
"'It's blessing that we have our
health and can do for ourselves, said
tones Jones to his family, as he went
out to milk his cow and attend to the
garden, while his wife went to get
breakfast.
"'Why don't you bring on the meat ?
asked Jones of his wife after they were
seated at the table.
eel couldn't get any, she answered,
pathetically; there isn't meat mar
ket in the place OPEN
"'Why didn't you go to the slaugh-
ter house, then ?"
Clones Jones asked this little saw
agely, for he was rather hot and tired.
He was plasterer by trade, unaccus-
toned to out-of-door work, and was a
little soured by the hot sun, as was also
the milk, which he had forgotten to
carry to the house.
"'That was closed, too, and the old
butcher asked me if l supposed he would
keep on at such beastly business as
that when he didn't have to-.
"Well, we'll, here was trouble !! The
cooking could be done, the dressmak-
ing and garden could be got through
with, though the latter was distaSteful,
but no one would kill his cattle, no one
would make his butter, no one would
weave his cloths, no one would even
mend his garden tools. He concluded
that the world was composed of miser
able, lazy, selnsn, d1soDng1ng race o.
beings, and yet, when he came to con-
slider the matter, he saw that everybody
he knew was obliged to work harder
than when he was poor. He himself
longed to get back to his trade, which
seemed mere play to him in comparison
with the mental work he now performed.
"Of course he was as selfish and dis
obliging and proud as any of them, fol-
had he not persistently refused repeated
requests to plaster this ones and that
ones walls? Things could not go on
in this way long. No man could be
his own butcher, barber, gardener and
miller, weaver and n-of-all-work,
even though he were as rich as Cresus.
The first plan he could think of was to
20 to the butcher who had pleaded
with him to do his plastering, and offer
to do it in exchange for the killing Of
his cattle, which he promised to do il
the miller would grind his wheat, which
the miller promised to do, if the weaver
would make him some cloth, which
the weaver promised to do if the build.
er would build him house, which the
builder promised to do if the carpenter:
would finish his. The carpenters said
they would. So
"The mouse began to gnaw the rope,
The rope began to hang the butcher,
The butcher began to kill the OK, etc.
can so the old woman got home te
get her old mans supper, continued
Jack, who had been an attentive and
appreciative nearer of Jones Jones':
perplexities.
81 smelt the beefsteak some time
ago." said BERTHE, true to himself, "ano
I think we had better look after oul
supper.
dyes" said Uncle Jack, "there goe'
the supper bell, and have not told you
the moral of my story, but I think you
can guess it yourself, so will let you
try"