The Sunday morning news. [volume] (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1886-1891, 1889-12-01
DIDN'T GET THE PANTS"
Eddie Mul1ery's Funny
Struggle for a Nice
New Garment.
CAUGHT BETWEEN TWO TAILORs
Tailor Greenburg's Wife Cleaned
Out the Crowd and Grabbed
the Trousers.

Eddie Mullery, Martin Mullery's
brother, will not wear his new pantaloons
today.
Some days ago Eddie selected from the
cashmere samples of Henry f. Leake, of
No. 10 Wayne street, beautiful striped
specimen, and gave an order for pair of
pantaloons. that for style would knock
the avenue dudes silly. For these he paid
down a cash deposit.
Leake farms out his S1.50 orders to the
various tailors and pantalo0n makers of
the neighborhood. He has patronized
Tailor Greenburg. of No. 50 Gregory
street, quite extensively of late. TO him
he gave the order for the making Of Ed
dies pantaloons.
1t seems that Leake and Greenburg had
had dis lute over some financial trans
action, and when the former called for
Eddie's new pants yesterday afternoon
Greenburg refused to hand them over for
less than their full market value.
When Eddie called for his pantaloons
at sixso'clock last evening Tailor Leake
explained the situation.
"All right" said Eddie, "Here is the
balance, So. 50.o
Eddie accompanied Tailor Leake to
Tailor Greenburgh's, and after some
slight interchange of German person
alities over the $3.50 deposit, which the
TeutOn also claimed, it was decided to let
Eddie take the longed-for trousers on
receipt of the $3.50.
Mrs. Greenburg, delicate in constitu-
ton. but with Herculean tongue,
wrapped up thespantaloons.and Eddie de-
lightedly tucked them under his arm.
Tailor Lcake handed over the $3.50 and
explained that he would adjust the little
financial matter which originated the dis
pute as soon as he was able, and while
making the explanation accidentally ex-
posed to view roll of bills.
IasInstantly Mrs. Greenburg's ire was
heated to beautiful cherry hue and her
tongue started with an agility that made
the idea of perpetual motion seem easy
and natural.
Her arms were let loose too. She hit
Mr.. Leake in the jaw with one hand and
with the other snatched Eddie's precious
trousers from under his arm and hurled
them to the far end of the adjoining
room, declaring that mot Won hi oy a
steech ov dose infurnaI breechcs should
go oud of dot door till ef'ry cend of dot
fordeen dollars vas paid"
Poor Eddie! he was paralyzed. The
vision of those striped trousers parading
the avenue vanished in the scene of the
scuffie going on in front of him. The
delicate, but Infatuated woman had
snatched up large iron rasp and was
warded off a serious blow aimed at his
head with his bare hand.
The tiny German spouse unlocked his
legs and was climbing down from the
table, followed by journeyman, with
the intention of taking hand in the me-
lee.
In the scutfie which ensued the female
pugilist was pushed down and Leake was
tumbled over into firewood box, from
which he soon extricated himself, and
with Eddie made his way to the sidewalk.
where Greenburg gave Leake a farewell
''last tag under the jaw.
Leake had warrant sworn out before
Justice Weed against the woman on q
charge of assault and battery. but when
the policeman went to arrest her she was
too i'll to brave the night air.
The case will be heard in Justice Weeds
court tomorrow morning.
Poor Eddie Leake didn't refund him
the money. He lost five hours trying to
get his pants after paying for them, and
as he left the Justices court he plaintive-
ly murmured in the Judges ear
"Bnt what are you going to do about
the nants2E