Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1897-04-01
TRICK FOR TRICK.
This Woman Had a Great Head for
Scheming.

TINS W OLnz1A k1H0 u NReAE HGAQ 1OE
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 GLACIERS. There
was only one corner of the big sheet
of glass broken, but it would have been
unsafe to leave it.
1T 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 go ahead.
When he was gone for the glass the
landlady said to the girl:
you see, can get 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 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.
''He took it with him. the girl said.
"Well, go right over there and bring
it bach" 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! 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 j. protesting:
st 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, doggedly.
The glazier saw them coming, but he
was defiant.
"See here" began the husband,
you've stolen piece of window glass
out of my house"
''No, no; it vhas der rules of der"
"Hang the rules! Where 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. wav-
ing his arms and shouting:
"Bolice! Bolice!"
Rather than face the trouble the man
laid the glass down and the two left he
shop, walking brisl<ly till they turned
corner.
"But just wait!" muttered the little
woman.
Two days later there was a ring at
the bell which the landlady answered
A boy in tradesman's blouse was hes
itating in the door.
''Mr. Glazingstein wants the hamme
he left here the other day
20, nc" chuckled the landiady. ''it'.
the rules of the shop that never giye
hammers back when they are left here.
The boy looked abashed.
"I'il tell you" said the landlad.
you go hack and say that when he
turns my glass well talk about TIE
hammer
The boy went and in a few miEutes
he came back with the glass.
That's more like it, said the lant-
lady, taking the pane from him; mos
go back and tell that old skinflint that
haven't seen his old hammer!"
And she hadn't, for little later shc
saw the boy come out of 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