Evening journal., 1898-01-27


they pass II and say In an undeItone.
~Old man, please don't put my namc
in the Journal this time"
And very often their request is
granted.
ONE OF THE OLD SCHOOL
DR.. r. p. Greenleaf is a man Of the
Old school He is well advanced in
years and not up IN the slang CT the |
day
Two or three evenings ago he was in
a barber shop having his luxurlant |
gray beard trimmed and receiving !
other attentions at the hands Of the |
tonsorial artist
The Wayfarer was seated in chair
adjoining his, feeling comfortable be-
meath the manipulations OF the artist, !
who was attending to his wants.
The barber who was at work on DR..
Creenleaf reached for a bottle Of hair
lotion Of some sort to put on the doe.
tors hair There were only few
drops in t.
I'm little shy on that" remarked
the barber.
"What do you say?" asked the doc
tor.
Il say I'm little SHY on that stuff.
answered the barber.
what do you mean by that?" ask
ed the doctor
"Why, ! mean that I'm about out of
10. said the barber, reaching for some
thing else to use in It's stead
''Oh, that's what you mean" said the
doctor, and he reapsed into silence,
doubtless wondering II the English
language was degenerating into a fixed
list Of slang phrases.
HE DELIVERED THE PURCHASE.
Wilmington merchant tells the fol-
lowing story upon himself and a GUS
toner he once had. The incident may
never have happened, but he says thai
it did II may have happened in some
other city, but he declares positively
that It happened right here in the city
Of WilmingtQn and that every word oi
IL is true.
One day a woman entered the store
She asked the clerks to show her al
most everything on the shelves ana
went from department TO department
inspecting goods, but buying nothing
Finally she said she would take a
spool OF No, GO white cotton. After the
merchant had Wrapped IL up she ASKED
If he could not deliver it for her He
looked at her as though he doubted
his senses, and then said:
Yes. maam, III deliver &C. Give
me your number. please"
The house designated was in a fash
iOnable quarter Of the city. After al
lowing ample time for her return homo
he telephOned for a transfer wagon
and when It reached the store two
clerks were delegated 10 load the spool
Of cotton on the wagon and superintend
its transportation to the house OF the
purchaser, with specific instructions as
to how to unload and deliver it when
they got there Arrived at the house
the wagon was backed up against the
curhing and the plank thrown from
the tailboard TO the porch The door.
bell was rung, and when the woman
came to the door she saw the two bis
clerks rolling the poor little spool O.
cotton down the plank When they
got IL on the porch they up-ended IL as
they would have done a barrel OF sugar
and the spokesman, addressing the wo
man, said
Where shall we put it?"
She gave them a whitening look
grabbed up her purchase. entered tn
house and slammed the door after her
The poor. tired salesmen and sales
women at the store were amply aveng
ed They saw her pass frequently al
ter that, but she never bothered them
GOT HIS NUMBERS MIXED.
Some women like to move They vii
q for 01,I ~ ..a.,
house for one inferior In its appoint
ments just for the sake of moving. |
is strange, but no doubt every reade
Of the Wayfarer's notebook has som
woman in mind who Is so constitutcC
The wife OF one Of the men emp,oye
by the Wilmington City Railway Com
pany is of this kind. During the pas
nine or ten years she has moved twelv
or fifteen times. Having an indulger
husband her rowing disposition ha
never occasicned anything to mar the
happiness. but II the railway man
question is not careful he may comprC
mise himself
The last moving venture carried hil
over to Brandywine village. One ever
ing recently he jumped off the car
front Of what he supposed TO be h
own house, but by mistake, wake
into the house Of his next-door neigl
Dor. who. by the way. is a come
widow. Hearing voices in the parlo
he said to himself:
"Humphl We must have company
Walking in. he looked around. Ever.
thing was strange to him Faces. pi
lures. carpet and furniture were unf
miliar.
A rather nice-lcoking woman got l
and said.
Aren't you in the wrong house?"
81 gness I am" he mumbled CO.
fusedly Excuse me for my inu
sion.'
Then he made his way out, and we
in next door, where his wife was awai
ing him.
Two or three nights after that
jumped OF the car AGAIN and on
more he made the same mistake
this time things in the parlor OF 4