The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1893-01-18
A Dlnerenee IN tllo NIornIny.

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capital as seen by the Washington Star:
"And what did you say?" inquired
the slim girl eagerly.
u told him that | would never tole-
rate it again." answered the stout girl
determinedly.
at is Just like my case" sighed the
slim girl sadly. AMEN think we are de-
void Of feeling. Yesterday morning he
came down 10 the office two hours late,
When / am two minutes late no makes
as much fuss as II he had swallowed
his toothpick.
"But, ohl what q hilarious, joyous
jag he must have had the night beforel
Nevertheless his attire looked as il he
had just stepped!out Of bapdbox."
"Men always try to brace up the
morning after, my brother Jack says"
interrupted the stout girl, with we'll
posted air.
"But his eyes-two great round burnt
holes in an army blanket. l heard him
tell Jim that his tongue had a coating
lit thick enough to- plant potatoes
and rich enough To- grow lG6Iseberries
There were thlrty-nine letters to be an
swered, too, dear. One wasin square,
perfumed envelope, which he hastily
iammed in his inside pocket-his wife
couldn't have written him 50 early,
could she?"
"She might" said the stout girl, re-
flectively. "They say wives sometimes
write their husbands notes 10 remind
them Of daily commissions"
Sand then his hands trembled dread
fully. ! heard him tell Jim that he was
shaking like suspension bridge while
twenty freight trains were going over 1t
at full speed. He was terribly muddled,
too" t,E ls ttl5
4was he really muddledH" inquired
the stout girl, interestedly.r
"Awfullyl He could scarcely intelli.
gently answer the correspondence, and
when the business Of the day piled up
on his desk he couldn't handle it at
all-he was in terrible stew. / heard
him tell Jim that his head felt as big as
the cable power.house ay-wheel and
was going around forty times as fast.
He leaned his forehead constantly on
his hand, and heard him tell jim that
it was as hot as the blasts Of the hottest
and biggest furnace in-well, you know
what he said-and was throbbing like
the triple.expansion engines Of u
twin.screw Atlantic liner in race."
"poor fellowl" was the sympathetic
rejoinder OF the stout Girl.
"0h, he doesn't deserve any sympa-
thy" said the slim girl, sharply. II
offered him my sympathy-all the good
itdid. 1 venturedin mysweetest tones:
care you feeling very unwell, Mr..
Premium
what do you think tho brute said2"
"What2" said the stout girl, expect.
an.ly.
"'AIiss Poundthekeys, just suppose
you mind your own business, will you p
! couldn't think Of repeating the dread
fully wicked adjectiyes no used"
1.-THE wretchip
II afterwards heard him tell Jim that
the English language was inadequate to
express a tenth part Of his emotion, SO
/ partially forgaVe him. When 9 o'clock
came he closed his desk with bang,
with lot Of unfinished business on 1t.
1 heard him tell Jim that while insur-
ance was all right generally, he didn't
give green, goggle'eyed, Chinese
dragonjoss conhagratlon II the capital
burned down-ho was going home to
bed. Then no gave me enough copying
and work 10 keep mo busy for a fort
night, saying that lie expected It at 0
o'clock this morning"
"What did you say, dearP",
II just told him TT was his type.
writer wasn't hiahBlave; aud that l
would discharge him on tho spot"
Heavens you didn't toll him that 10
his face, did your" cried the stout girl,
apprehenSivoly.
NO. admitted the slim girl, hositat.
ingly but 1 eaid Y Just aEsoon us no
got out OF heatlnGS .y.m