The record-union., 1897-03-07
FOUGHT A FURNACE.
finally Discovered the Simple Reason 1t
Wouldn't Work.
Meanwhile the House Agent, Furnace
Builder and Repair Men Dis
tinguiShed Themselves.

She was large, determined-looki g
woman, and when she came into the
real estate mans office he scented trou-
ole from her looks; and then he remem-
bered the summer and his heart smote
him.
'Say!" she started angrily, that
house you sold me is the coldest place
ever saw. l have had the hottest kind
of fire built but can't get it warmed"
HIM." said the real estate man..
There must be something the matter"
We'll, 1 should say there was, and
you've got to fix it, too. You guaranteed
| that house and l want you to come
right out there and look at it. Why a
person'd freeze to death in that place
sitting in front of a stove door" and
she sat down in a fight-it-out- on this
| line if-it-ta all winter manner.
Him. said the real estate man, re-
ectively stroking his thin growth of
chin whiskers We'll, all right; I'll
see about it,
And with that promise the woman
went away, and the real estate man
hunted UP a furnace repairer and sent
him out to see the house.
Well" said the furnace man when he
had returned from his examination,
what you need there is a draft. You
haven't got enough draft in that fur
mace"
Why, man alive!" calculated the real
estate man; there's a special draft to
that furnace that runs through the back
wall to the top of the house!"
We'll, that's all right" said the fur
mace man, obviously. You'll have to
have a draft there or that think'll never
work. The whole thing will have TO be
raised about six inches and will cost
about $30''
And after the real estate man had
bckered him down TO S2S 80 the fur
mace man went to work and finished up
the job.
And the next day the real estate man
went out to look a it.
Vow he said, as the maid let him
in the front door Whats the matter
here?" Where's your mistress?'
But just then she came down muffied
up in a great wrapper.
This house isn't a bit warmer" she
said angrily. Why it's as cold as an
iceburg in here" which was indeed the
truth, and the real estate man turned
up his coat collar and thrust his hands
deep into his pockets.
What's the matter?" he demanded
petulantly. Doesn't the thing work?"
Il don't know" she said, with a puz-
zled air. 1T ought to be all right, but
my goodness it don't get any warmer
there must be something wrong.'
And the real estate man concluded
that there was, and, making an excuse
of getting the furnace man again, he
made haste to get out in the enervated
sunshine.
That afternoon he turned up with an
other furnace man.
''Ho-ho," said that worthy as soon as
he got into the furnace room. What
you need here is more draft to this fur
mace"
What's that?' yelled the angry real
estate agent. why, man, there's draft
enough in that furnace to lift the mort
gage on this house. Why, I just had
the concern raised six inches
Well, l can't help that" said the
furnace man, decisively. This room is
too small, there isn't room for the draft
to get to the fire; what you need Is q
draft box built to the rear of the house.
This viii give supply of good clear
air which will pour in and go freely
through the house and warm it up in a
jiffy. The furnace is all right That
job will cost about S2o,' he added
And the fire box was constructed,