The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1897-07-02
TRICK FOR TRICK.
tNhis Woman Had Great Head 70
Scheming.

a small boy had thrown a stone
through the basement window, and the
| landlady sent the maid of all work
around the corner to glazier's. There
was only one corner of the big sheet
| of glass broken, but it would have been
unsafe to leave it.
"It will be two dollars" the glazier
said, looking the job over, and after a
little wrangling over the price the land
| lady told him to 60 ahead.
When he was gone for the glass the
landlady said to the girl:
"You see, l can get a glass for that
picture in the dining-room out of this,
and will be just that much ahead"
There was good deal of "cluttering
up" about the work, but it was done,
| finally, the glazier was paid, and went.
Ten minutes later the landlady went out
to look at the piece of glass that was
left, but it was gone.
"IIe took it with him." the girl said.
| "Well, go right over there and bring
it back" she said, tartly. "You knew l
wanted the glass;"
The girl was gone five minutes, and
| she returned without it.
''He won't give it up. He says accord
| ing to the rules of the shop that it be-
| longs to him."
"The rules of the shop, indeed! TIL
show him. and she put on her bonnet
| with little toss which looked bad for
the glazier.
But he stood his ground, unexpected
| ly. There was the glass on the counter,
| but he stood close over it, protesting:
'It vhas der rules of der shop"
"Well, you'll see, when my husband
comes home," she said at last, backing
out of the door, but the glazier only
smiled.
Sure enough, the husband was bent
on having the glass.
"Come over and point it out to me,
and I'll fix him." he said, deggedly.
| The glazier saw them coming, but he
was defiant.
"See here" began the husband,
you've stolen a piece of window glass
out of my house"
mo, no; it vhas der rules of der"
| "Hang the rules! Wbare is the
glass?" turning to his wife. She point
ed to it lying under work bench. The
| husband reached for it and started out
of the shop.
In an instant the proprietor was on
the sidewalk, dancing on one leg, way
ing his arms and shouting:
'Bolice! Bolice!"
| Rather than face the trouble the man
laid the glass down and the two left the
shop, walking brislllY till they turned a
corner,
"But just wait!" muttered the little
woman.
Two days later there was ring at
the bell which the landlady answered.
\ boy in tradesman's blouse was hes
itating in the door.
''Mr. Glazingstein wants the hammer
he left here the other day"
30, no." chucllled the landlady, cts
the rules of the shop that never give
hammers back when they are left here y
The boy looked abashed.
"I'll tell you," said the landlady;
"you go back and say that when he re-
turns my glass we'll talk about the
hammer"
The boy went and in few minutes
he came back with the glass.
"That's more like it," said the land
lady, taking the pane from him; "now
60 back and tell that old skinfint that
l haven't seen his old hammer"
And she hadn't, for little later she
saw the boy come out of a house on tie
opposite side of the street carrying the
missing article.
But the glass is now in picture frame
on her dining-room wall.-Chicago Tri-
bune.