The Cape Girardeau Democrat. (Cape Girardeau, Mo.) 1876-1909, 1897-03-20
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A small boy had thrown a stone
through the basement window, and the
Iandlady sent the maid Of all work
around the corner to a giaZier's. There
was only one corner Of the big sheet
OF glass broken, but it would have been
unsafe TO leave IL.
at will be two dollars" the glazier
said, looking the job over, and after .
little wrangling oyer the price the land
lady told him to go ahead.
When he was gone for the glass the
landlady said TO the girl:
"You see, / can gel a glass for that
picture in the dining-room out OF this,
and will be just that much ahead"
There was a good deal of "cluttering
| up" about the work, but it was done,
finally, the glazier vas paid, and went.
Ten minutes later the landiady went out
to look at the piece of glass that was
left, but it was gone.
"He took il with him." the girl said.
swell, go right owe there and bring
It back" she said, tartIy. "You knew L
wanted the glass"
The girl was gone five minutes, and
che returned without it.
ale won't give it up. He says accord
ing to the rules of the shop that it be-
longs to him"
.sThe rules of the shop, indeed. I'll
show him." and she put On her bonnet
with a 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:
1T 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 vas bent
on having the glass.
Come over and point it out 10 me,
and I'll fix him." he said, dOggedly.
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.
NO, no; it yhas der rules of der"
"Hang the rules, Where Is the
glass;" turning to his wife. She point
ed 10 it lying under a 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, wav-
ing his arms and shouting:
"BOlice. B~olice."
Rather than face the trouble the man
laid the glass down and the two left the
shop. walking briskly till they turneds
corne
"But just wait." muttered the little
woman.
Two DAYS later there was a ring at
the bell which the landlady answered.
4 boy in a bridesmaids blouse was hes
itating in the door.
"Mr. Glazingstein wants the hammer
he left here the other day"
20, no." chuckled the landlady, its
the rules of the shop that 1 never give
hammers back when they are left here"
The boy looked abashed.
"Iu tell you,- said the landlady;
you go hack and say that when he re-
turns my glass we'll talk about the
hammer"
The boy went and in a few minutes
he came back with the glass
That's more like it." said the land
lady. taking the pane from him: now
go back and tell hat old skinfint that
l haven't seer his old hammer
And she hadn't. for a little later she
saw the boy come out of a house on the
opposite side of the street carrying the
missing article.
But the glass is now in a picture frame
on her dining-room wall.-ChicagO Tri-