The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-03-03
THE NEXT MORNING.
A Leaf From the Experience of n WASH
inSton Business Man.

| A Leaf From the Experience of Wash
ington Business Man.
'And what did you say?" inquired the
slim girl, eagerly.
Il told him that would never toler
ate it again" answered the stout girl,
| determinedly.
1T is just like my case" sighed the
slim girl, sadly. Men think we are
devoid of feeling. Yesterday morning
he came down to the Office two hours
late. When l am two minutes late he
makes as much fuss as if he had swal-
lowed his toothpick
But, oh! what hilarious, joyous
| jag he must have had the night beforel
| Nevertheless his attire looked as if he
had just stepped out of a bandbox."
Men always try to brace up the
morning after, my brother Jack says"
| interrupted the stout girl, with well
posted air.
but his eyes-two great round
burnt holes in an army blanket
heard him tell jim shat his tongue
had coating on it thick enough 10
plant potatoes and rich enough to
grow goose berries There were thirty
nine letters TO be answered, too, dear
One was in a square, perfumed en-
velope, which he hastily damned in his
inside pocket-his wife couldn't have
written him so early, could she?"
''She might" said the stout girl, re-
fectively. They say wives sometimes
write their husbands notes to remind
than Of u
And then his hands trembled dread
fully. I heard him tell Jim that he was
shaking like a suspension bridge while
twenty freight trains were going over
1t at full speed. He was terribly mud
died, too"
WAS he really muddled?" inquired
the stout girl, interestedly.
"Awfully! 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 fv-wheel and
was going round forty times as fast.
He leaned his forehead constantly on
his hand, and l 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 twin
screw Atlantic liner in race
Poor fellow!" was the sympathetic
rejoiner of the stout girl
'Oh, he doesn't deserve any syr1-
pathy," said the slim girl, sharply. Il
offered him my sympathy-al the
good it did. Iventured in my sweetest
tones:
"'Are you feeling very unweI, Mr..
Premium"
What do you think the brute said?"
WHAT" said the stout girl, expect I
antly.
Miss Poundthekeys, just suppose
you mind your business, will you? | |
couldn't think of repeating the dread
July wicked adjective he used"
The wretch"
Il afterward heard him tell Jim that
he English language was inadequate
o express a tenth part of his emotion,
''clock came he closed his desk with a
Bang, with lot of unfinished business
m it. l heard him tell Jim that while
insurance was all right generally, he
lidn't give green, goggle-eyed Chinese
ragon-joss conflagration if the capitol
'urned down-he was going home to
ed. Then he gave me enough copying
nd work to keep me busy for a fort
light saying that he expected it at
inc O'clock this unorpipcr
"What did you say, dear?'
81 just told him if l was his type
writer L wasn't his slave, and that l
would discharge him on the spot"
Heavens! you didn't tell him that to
is face, old you?" cried the stout girl,
pprehensively.
NO" admitted the slim girl. hesi-
atingly, but / said it just as soon as
e got out of hearing Washington