The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1897-12-28
rHEYwERs sups. NOT SOUP.
Aud the Female Investigator Didn't Get
Her Name I'm the Paper.

Aud the Female Investigator Didn't Get
Her Name I'm the Paper.
There is an ambitious young wom-
an reformCr in st. Louis whom
every reader of the papers knows.
Not long ago she heard that tho city
government was about to make nm
inspection Of the workhouse, and
fhe made up her mind to forestall
the investigation by making one on
behalf of the alphabetical associa-
ton of which she was member.
She had heard horrible stories to tho
effect that the Wandering Willies
in the workhouse were sadly mis-
treated. starved, bastinadoed and
deprived of many of the things
which are essential to the advance
ment and welfare of mankind.
Armed with a permit from the
secretary of her society and wear
ing the badge of member, she
swooped down upon tho workhouse
one morning, and, after gaining adj
mission to the grounds, stole with
stealthy steps around the basement
OF the building in search CT the
kitchen. She knew sne would find
the cook making sausage out of the
days killing at the adjoining dog
pound or serving the dishwate' as
soup to the friendless inmates. 1t
was Just dinner time She would
catch the miscreants redhanded and
expose them in the public prints.
Her name would appear as one of
the leading reformers of ST Louis,
and maybe Lady Somerset would
send her an autograph photograph
OF herself. Oh, rapturel
She stepped into long hall unob-
served and was rewarded by seeing
two men, apparently walters, march
ing toward her. Each carried a
mighty caldron of steaming liquid.
"Soupl' hissed the reformer lurk-
ing in the shadows. iii see
whether they are feeding dishwater
to these poor prisoners and calling
it soup the villains" And she
waited for the coming walters.
Stop she almost shrieked in
her excitement, as the two soup car
riors came opposite hor. "Set down
these caldrons. | am Mrs. Hot Stuff,
second vice president of the Wom-
ans Society Tor the Prevention of
Dishwater Soup" and she gave her
name and showed the aluminium
star on her hcaving bosom. The
men set down their burdens in awe.
"Get mo spoon" said Mrs.
Stuff, shifting the steam from the
liquid while enc Of the carriers dis
appeared into doorway, to return
in moment with soup spoon.
This smells to me like dishwater, "
said the lady, ladling up spoonful
of The stuff. The men stood grimly
Ey while the dauntless reformer
blew upon the hot liquid breath
like the south wind Oh the sanitary
company.
Then she slipped the soup with
a grimace. That is not SOUP" she
said solemnly. You know it is not
fit to drink. -
No, ma am, it is rot soup" said
the first wretch.
1T is dishwater, and you know
it, said the reformer.
No, ma am, it is not dishwaror, "
said the second wretch humbly.
"Whut is it, then2 Speak out. 1t
may bo that it is not your fault, and
1 will intercede for you if you tell
me
You see, madam, this is wash
day. After the washing is done we
get the hot water from the laundry
and use Eut she was gone. She
didn't wait to learn that tho two
TRUSTEES were going to scrub the
superintendent's back porch with
the hot soup" and the next morn
ing there wero no flaring headlines
about workhcuse abuses and The
brave woman reformer. st. Louis
Republic.