Hutchinson gazette. [volume] (Hutchinson, Kan.) 1895-1902, 1896-06-04
OFFICE sulLolNc !ANIroRs.

Tney get Lonely and uncomfortable, Tired
OF the Towering Edidees.
"Thc life OF janitor Of one Of the
big down town office buildings isn't all
it's cracked up tO'Be, " remarked ono Of
them late the other afternoon with an
expression Of WEAKNESS OH his face as he
looked down ut lower Broadway filed
with men homeward bound. People
think we live high up in pleasant rooms,
with fine view and tho PuEess Of air,
flower gardens on the roofs and the
breezes we get up there from the bay OH
warm summer nights. 1t all sounds
we'll, but the job Of ipnitor isn's pleas
ant one.
':Pure air? Well, Bmay be an exCep-
ton, but don't think ann don't
get it in my rooms, for the most Of them
open ON the ventilatingshaft, and I have
to keep the windows shut the most Of
the time. You see, even ON tho top floor
all the best rooms can be rented easily,
and the janitor has to take the worst Of
the lot. Most Of us have too much care
and worry, too, to train up flower gar
dens, for when night comes we drop in
to our beds to be ready the next morning
early.
But the worst Of it is that we never
can get rid Of the building. Iget to
hate mine. Working in it all day, liv-
ing in it at night, get sick Of it-fair-
ly sick. If so off Saturday afternoon
or Of Sunday, Two always got that
building on my mind and always the
thought that I must get back to it that
night.
"We get to envy the men that have
homes to go to, for by the time s O'Clock
comes it gets lonely down here. The
most Of the men who have been work
ing in the building arc NOW amusing
themselves miles away. Sometimes, on
the rare occasions, get up town O.
nights. feel coming back down to that
gloomy heap that I'll resign tomorrow.
'Rent is free, yes, but you get so
much less wages, SO there's not even
money in the job. To show you how
some CT us feel, there are several jani-
tors who have their homes i'll other
parts Of the city and actually pay rent
when they could get free rooms, merely
to get some relief from the monotony Of
our lonely building. New York Her
aid. Long Sentence.
1t was the desire of Rev. Augustus
Jessopp, for many years o country clergy
man in England, to be welcomed by
his people as neighbor and friend
rather than as a clergyman; but he con-
fesses that he was often pulled up by a
reminder more or less reproachful that
if he had forgotten his vocation, his
host had not Ever been to Tombland
fair, Mrs. Cawl?" he asked during a
parochial visit, which he describes il
1.-THE Trials Of a Country Parson. "
Mrs Cawl had a perennial flow Of
words, which came from her lips in a
steady, unceasing and deliberate mono
tone, slow trickle Of verbiage without
the semblance of a stop. She began:
''Never been to no fairs sim l was q
girl, bless the Lord, nor mean to 'xcept
once when my Betsy went to place and
father told me to take her to show,
and there was a giant, and q dwarf
dressed in q green petticoat like mon
key on an organ, and 1 says to Betsy my
dear they's the works of the Lord but
they hadn't ought to be showed but as
the works of the Lord to be had in re-
membrance, and don't You think sir as
when they shows the works of the Lord
they'd ought to begin with a little
prayer2"
Mr.. Jessopp admits that he had no re-
ply at hand, and believes that Mrs.
Cawl ever afterward privately consid-
cred him an irreverent heather.