Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1891-03-19

Here he picked up sample from box
at his side, smelled it, examined it
with critical eye, and continued: But
l am no longer identified with that
business, although the name of Blodger
will live as long as there is nothing in
vented to supersede the use of soap"
''Then soap has made you the wealthy
man you are to-day?" said Mrs. Breezy.
Eyes, madam" replied the talkative
old fellow, Il owe good deal to soap.
am tolerably we'll off, and it is great
deal of satisfaction to know that while
l have been accommodating fair compe-
fence l have at the same time been
helping to make the world good deal
cleaner. And, by the way, l attribute
not little of my success to my knoW1-
edge Of the best methods of bringing
my soap to the notice of the public and
singing its praises in verse. Allow
me-" said Blodger, producing what
looked amazingly like scrap-book from
the recesseS of his coat pocket, ito read
to you what was conceded by all to be
my best effort in that line. A gen-u-aaae
Che was lapsing into soap once more)
literary production, one which set all
the people of the United States talking
and wondering who wrote 1t on the
morning when it appeared, at the foot
of an elegant cut of a washtub, in all
the newspapers from Maine to Cali
fornia. Here it is:
"a lxnotty problem in this world
With which we have to cope
Is how to keep our faces clean
IT'S solved by BEodger's soap.
ST. Paul of old said: Great are faith
And charity and hope
But greater far than these, my friends,
Is BlOdQer'S naGtchIess soap.
IT'S used to wash the trotters of
His holiness the Pope
And little children slack their thirst
With suds from Blodger's soap.
None genuine without these verses on
the wrapper, over the signature OF
Stephen Blodger. For sale by all Gro
GERS and Druggists throughout the
country"
Mr. Blodger looked round with an air
of pride as he finished reading and
gracefully accepted the commendat ions
which his verses drew forth from Mrs.
Pregy.
Before he could continue the CONVEX
sation, however, some customers came
in and his listener had to wait on them.
No sooner. was the store clear again
than the letter carrier stood in the door
way and, in the manner peculiar to New
York postmen, who are always in such
hurry, he Tipped letter into the
store from between his fingers and did
not even wait to see it drop in the pan
underneath the molasses barrel.
That's gentlemanly way of hand
ing in letter." said Mr.. Blodger, while
Mrs. Breezy picked it up and wiped it.
Il guess the poor fellows are on their
feet so long and have so far to walk that
they won't step yard farther than they
can possibly help" said Mrs. Breezy,
alphabetically.
Then she tore open the end of the en-
velope and drew out the letter which
she commenced to read.
Whatever can this mean? 1t is from
a lawyers Office" Then she commenced
over again and read aloud:
Dear Madam
If you will please call at our office
at your earliest convenience, you will
hear of something to your advantage
Yours very truly,
BRoUsE & TANNER"
Grouse & Tanner" said Mr.. Blodg-
er. why, they are my lawyers in Tenn
pie Court; whatever can they want with
you?'
THAT is something l can not even
guess at" exclaimed the excited wom-
an. 1T may be they can tell me where
my dear husband is"
''Oh, no, it can't be that. They would
have nothing to do with any thing that
concerned your husband; that could not
possibly be, :" said Mr.. Blodger. just then
Eugene walked in. and after shaking
hands heartily with Mr.. Blodger he
received the letter which his mother
handed to him, and as he read it won
dered what it could mean. He gave his
wonderment expression, and asked as
much Neither could answer MIN, so
it remained for him to make the sug-
gestion that as it was only just turned
two o'clock his mother might as well go
downtown to Brouse &c Tanners Office
and find out all about it.
Certainly said Mr.. Blodger, "and I'll
90 along. You can't be too careful with
these lawyer fellows"
1t did not take long for Mrs. Breezy to
prepare herself, and very soon the peo-
pie of the neighborhood poked their
heads out of the window to see that
'sstuck up" woman from the grocery
walk down the street 20 the elevated
railroad with the retired soap manu-
facturer.
TO BE CONTINUED
A PAIR Of shoes for a Georgia negro