Daily Yellowstone journal., 1889-12-24
TAUGHT HIM A LESSON.
The Organ Grinders Business Not 80
Trifing as IL Seems.

er's acquaintance who, having in
herited u prosperous business and a
great amount of personal property be
sides, can afford To do very much rs
lie plCaseS. and does apparently lusi
exactly ~ he p~leases. lie literally
has more money tlau he knows what
10 20 with. and amuses himself find
ingout new aud odd ways to spend il.
One day lac went along the street buy.
ing olt all the flower merchants, one
after another. and sending their wares
by specially engaged messengers To
hospitals or 10 friends. He spends
about two hours each day at the Office
of the business he has inherited. and
while he is there he is naturally mon
arch of all he surveys, Nothing could
exceed the o~0scquious attention he re-
ceiyes from the underlings of the es.
Enlistment; and perhaps that is one
reason why the young man finds the
Office Gu awful bore, and cannot bear
To stay there more than a couple of
hours.
The other day this young man-call
him Mr.. GIcatscOtt-w was sitting rather
languidly in this same prosperous
counting COON, looking over some re-
ports from employees aud waiting until
the hour should come for his deliver
ance. Suddenly, on the narrow street
Just outside the window. a hand organ
set up lis loud wall. 1t was one OF the
old fashioned yociferous sort of hand
organs, such as can be heard n mile
and a half on n country road. and can
be depended on To summon all the
children and loafcrs from far and
neal They always start with n pre-
liminary wee VOW" that freezes the
blood OF every sensitive bearer. Well,
when this hand organ set up It's howl
under the window of the wealthy and
powerful house of Greatscolt * Co.,
ON this occasion young Mr. Grcatscott
was seen To knit bis brows slightly.
Whereupon Nj. Jones, a clerk. who
had for months been trying to ingra-
tate himself with the young head of
the concern in various ways, and who
ilattercd himself that he had made a
distinct lnpre sion, flew TO the win.
dowand motioned violently to the or.
gan grinder 10 go away. The organ
grinder. who vas n rather small but
sturdy looking N~eapolitan brigand. in
wide trouscr- slouchy velvctcen coat.
felt hat with dropping brim, aud
scrubblng brush muStache. smiled a
sardonic smile. Us blood curdling as
his music, and continued to grind.
Then Dir. Jones began TO g~esticulate
violently. lie motlouci go of"
with as much muscular vigor as if he
were ClarksUu pitching hot balls for
New York. But the hand organ man
merely intensified the f~erocity Of both
his smile and his grind. Then Mr..
Jones thrust up the window aud
shouted in a voice that could he heard
above the roar Of the hand organ:
Go away. there! We don't want
any music. Go away, say
This time the organ grinder paused
in his grinding, but continued TO
smile.
Clear OUT shouted Jones; take
yourself off, you miserable loaferl Go
away. | say, you loafcr!'
Hold on said young ,ir. Great
scott quietly. getting up from his
chair and going 10 tho window; Il
want 10 speak 10 the man
he glanced at the combination on
the Sidewalk a moment aud then
called and bcckoucd 10 the Italian to
come into tAclaloc. There was some.
thiGg in lis appearance and air that
seemed TO inspire confidence in the
man, aud 81 he iaOogious!y shouldcrrd
hl, heavy INSTRUMENT audcame in. As
he entered, his mUslaChc had arisen 10
hls very cNa So intent WAS his smile,
and he held MS hat in his hand, stoop-
ing under tie weight Of the organ.
Now set y~0uroTgan down on those
scales, SAD lF GrcatscOtt. mOtiouing
liz man toa platform scales nj one
side Of the C,iicl.
The Italian obeyed.
How much does it weigh, Mr..
Joncs!
Jones manipulated the weights,
looking thunderstruck all the while.
Eighty pounds. sir said he.
Eighty pounds. eli! And yet you
call that man a miserable loafcr! Now
suppose you shoulder that hand organ
anu carry IL up ahu down the lengln
of the store a few times and see how
you like that sort of loafng."
lid rather not, sir said Jones,
decidedly alarmed.
well, then, you'd better apologize
to the man for slanderiug him to his
own face; and be careful after this,
If you please, about making accusa-
tons without sufficient grounds"
And then Mr. Greatscott emptied
his waistcoat pockets Of the chance
grceubacfs and silver they contained,
10 the amount Of some $25 or $50, into
the mans hat and sent him away.
But il was Of no use for the Italian TO
try 10 smile any harder than he had
been smiling. The only way he could
show his gratitude was to 90 at least
three blocks down the street before he
began 10 grind again, Boston Tran
script
The First I'm England.
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