The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1899-11-04

A Crystal Falls Tenement Owner Who has
Grief 10 Sell.

Il
Grief TO Sell.
There dwells between the tranquil hills
Of Crystal Falls landlord, whom, for
convenience sake, let US introduce to our
readers as Mr.. Mulcahy. He had as
tenant in one of his numerous tenements
a certain man, whom for the sake OF
veracity. may be known unto fame as
Mr.. Deadbeat. Mr.. Mucahy kept Mr..
Deadbeat supplied with shelter from the
.inclemency ol the weather upon con-
sideration oil Mr.. Deadbeats promise TO
pay monthly rental therefor. But
| Nj. Deadbeat's promises were like upper
peninsula tomatoes; they were imper-
| vious to the matchless sunshine OF our
perfect Indian summer and failed To get
ripe Mr. Mllcally employed all manner
oI peacihle methods TO exchange Mr..
Dcadbeat'a promises Tor the concurrent
in tho nation, but without avail AT
length, exasperated beyond further en-
durance. Mr.. Mulcahy employed
policeman TO heave Mr.. Deabeat, to-
IIgether with his goods and chattels, into
the inhospitable atmosphere OF Superior
avenue. Mr.. Mulcahy's policeman
followed out his employers instru tions
with minute attention TO details that
would have done credit TO the coloners
orderly of the Irish Fusileers, but Mr..
Deadbeat, evidently failing to compre-
hend theexact motive OF the policeman's
act, after the smoke OF conflict had
cleared away, returned to his recently
vacated quarters, with all the serenity
that could be mustered by II hedgehog
when the sun casts his shadows on the
March snow-drift Time wore on, and
so did Mr. Deadbeat's romses-wore
on until they were threadbare and out
at the elbows, but no rent came and no
vacancy occurred in the tenement OF
which we write. Finally, the muscular
policeman was again called in and
second evacuation bargained for, with
out any Difference for due process N law
or any Of the other things for which our
ancestors contended ON the grassy
Didlho VI ANbhbg ul'At' n hbuN iohO"thi
10 which Mr.. Deadbcat participated
a few moments. One bright morning
this week, a maiden, just about old
old enough TO attend quilting bees with
out chaperon, tinidly approached Mr..
Mulcahy and made overture in regard to
renting the rooms in question.
"Yes, yes" said MuIcnhy smiling, for
gettiag for the moment that he was a
landlord, but you see, Miss, the rooms
are occupied by that man Deadbeat,"
hIs iace darkening.
"Oh, no" replied the damsel smiling
through her alabaster finish, "Mr.
Deabeat moved yesterday"
"Wcll, wcll II that is the case | shall
he pleased TO rent them To you," he
quickly responded, his face taking on n
sudden flood OF sunshine at the thought
Of his having at last triumphed over the
persistent Mr.. Deadbcat But says; 81
have some rooms on Such.and.Such a
stceot which think are much preferable
and will rent them To you at only one
dollar per month more. II you care To
lodk at them, | will so and show them
to you"
1lhe maiden assented and Mr. Mulcahy
and his fair prospective tenant were off.
The rooms on Such-and-Such street |
were soon reached, but they did not
appear 10 be empty. No, on the CON
trtry, they were quite full-of Mr.. |
Dcadqeats goods and chattels, together
with Mr. Deadbeat, who, at that par
ticular moment was not entirely empty,
himself, Mr. Mulchay's agent had put |
Mr.. Dcadbeat i'll possession on the |
preceding day.
And yet, some people wonder why |
landlords are crabid and wear melan-
choly countenances.