The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1901-06-06

some C1OLuGS gu. 4 Lie Hdl1 huu tdItCAS
and buttons ard hooks and eyes left
behind would Lave stuffed mattress"
"Xhell, how many peoples vhas muir
dered?" asked the grocer as SILVER
crept up his back and shook his shout
ders.
mot a one," replied the janitor.
'There never is when women scrap,
not If the ice pick has been mislaid
and the legs are left under the stove.
got the other gang untangled and
booted them up or down stairs, and
half an hour later Mrs. O'Sullivan call
ed to me. found her pacing the lower
hall and chuckling to herself. She had
a black eye, IA scratches on her face
and a bitten finger.
"'Mr. Sprocket,' said she, was there
a ruction up stairs little time ago?
""There was,' said I.
".And was Bridget O'Sullivan in itT
"'She was
"'An did she do her duty by Ireland,
by her husband Timothy an the kids
who call her mother?
"She did, for sure, and she's got
scars to prove it.
"'An they are scars that I'll be proud
to show to me Tim when he reaches his
f1reside this evenin, an maybe l shall
have them photographed for the chill
dren to look at when | am dead an
gone. Tell me, Mr.. Sprocket, did
shirk me duty at any stage of the
game?
"'Not at all, Mrs. O'Sullivan. You
in
thump and came out with a wreath OF
victory on your brow. was watching
you all through, and If Tim don't pat
you on the back tonight and send out
for bottle he's no man at ALL
eyer hand, Mr. Sprocket, an from
this time forward till death Bridget
O'Sullivan, who descended from the
O'Shanes as straight as a baby fallin
down stairs, is a friend to ye an yer
asthma an will swipe the jaw Of any
, one sayin a word ag'in ye.'
Fifteen minutes later" said the jan
itor, 81 went up to the second to see if
! the dago needed the ambulance, You
bet she didn't. She was prancing up
and down in her best dress. She had a
cut over the eye, her nose had been
raked, and she had lost a front tooth
and had her hair thinned out.
"'Ah har she called out, but you see
dat fighta, Ell?
az did, countess / said.
"'Dey pitcha into e-Tone-two-an
l fighta back. l pulla hair, fghta, l
, scratcha'
"'You did, countess. You was a
whirlwind on wheels.
can who win data fghta?
"'You did, of course
"'Ah-h-h! See here, an here, an here!
Yes, Wilma dat fighta an was heroine,
an my count he shall KEGS me for it.
Janitor, l was your friend. When you
wanta orange or banan, you coma tc
Countess Divito.'
"She sailed into her rOOm and | went
up to see the colored woman. She had
got into a yaller silk dress and red
stockings, but was still breathing hard.
She had been thumped till she could
hardly see daylight, and she walked
with seven different limps, but she had
lost none of her gameness.
"'I done knoWed it had got to come
she said as l got up stairs.
Eyes, you was all waiting for it,
replied.
"|Dey was piclzin on me to run me
out, but wouldn't stand it. I seen yo'
lookin on, Mr.. Sprocket.'
eyes, / saw the row.
"'And how was the swipe I gave
Mrs. O'Sullivan?
0tRoautif1J1 hoo1tifI11
"'And the chugg I got in on the
dago?
Never saw it beaten. The referee
gives the decision in your favor
"Then she took my hand and with
tears in her eyes told me that should
have free shaves for the next year, and
the dove Of peace lowered DER Nc
Murphy's flats for the remainder of
the day. What do you think Of it, Mr..
WassermanY
II thinks" slowly replied the grocer
as he scratched the bald spot on his
head and sorted bad potato from the
basket-"I thinks it vhas better for
somepody if nopody don't make SO
much onhappiness in dis world und
prevent anybody from taking some
comforts" M. QUAD.