Red Lodge picket. [volume] (Red Lodge, Mont.) 1889-1907, 1892-11-26
THE MAN WHO sTAMMERED.
There Was Fun When He Tackled Tel-
ephone and Tried to Talk.

There Was Fun When lie Tackled IeAs
ephone and Tried to Talk.
It's great fun to be around when
man with an impediment in his
speech tries to talk through a tele-
phone. AS rule he doesn't try it
often, but sometimes he can't help
himself. Such was the case with a
clerk in railroad Office down south
where / was employed some years
ago. Like many others similarly at
dicted, he stamnnered worst when he
tried hardest to stop it.
The superintendent happened to
drop into the Office one morning and
asked him to telephone to s certain
firm of stock dealers who had been
making inquiries about the matter
that they could ship certain guam
tity of mixed stock III the same car
provided they double deckcd the car.
please, sir, said John-that was
the name by which everybody al.
dressed him-''I'm afraid c-c-ca-ca.
cal
whats that2n queriea the super
intendent somewhat harshly.
ssIt's all right, sir, y responded John
meekly, convinced of the utter fu.
tility OF trying to explain to a stranger
that he generally got stuck Oh words
beginning with a. worse than any
| other kind.
John succeeded in establishing con
nections through "central' all right
and then the trouble began.
SaThat stock will go all right, hf
shouted, If you d-d-d-d=do-
Then he paused to take a f1esf
start, and the man at the other enc
of the wire evidently said something 8
''It's all right" began John again
eff you d-d-d-d-d-d'-
His breath gave outanG he stopped
to take in a fresh supply, while the
other man probably inquired wha
sort of an idiot was trying to talk tx
him or something Of that sort, To-
Johns face grew very red.
Blame it!'' lie yelled at the insti'u
menJ; ''put BIB -bulkhead in TIT
car"
But evidently the intending ship
per was not up in nautical term
and must have implied as muc]
with the addition Of sundry refee
tions concerning the state Of John
intelligence.
Whatever it was it made Joh7
madder than ever.
With a supreme effort he agai
tackled the telephone and shouted:
Hang it! put a f-fence throug
the car, and if that don't do I coca
lick you!"
John was good fellow, thoug
under strong rrovocetion slight
disposed to be pugnacious. | sha
never forget the last time I saw hin
It was in St. Luke's hospital, tn
city. The head Of the departnen
of the railroad in which he was en-
ployed was selfish brute and mad
him work a great deal of ovelti1n
without any extra pay. In con5t
quence his health gave way and b
came north to get we'll, but got worS
and had to so to the hospital. q
was without penny, and those VII
had been his associates III the ra!
road Office made up little purse f
, him.
I found his wife by his bedsiG
= when called to see him. She was
sanguine little body and began
e talk about how she intended whe
John got a little better to start
small candy store with the none
!, that had been subscribed for hin
= and thus support him until he w;
> able to go to work again.
:. John listened in silence for a tin
and then said sadly:
yves, it will do to b-b-b''--
He was unable to finish the Sc
, tence, but he made downward sc
8 ture with his finger and burst in
l tears. 1t was painfully plain VIII
he meant. Buried he was few Ga,
: later, and with the money that ht
l. been subscribed by his former COZ
panions.-New York Herald.
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