The Central Nevadan. [volume] (Battle Mountain, Nev.) 1885-1907, 1901-08-01

WHAIA YOU I1NkA, EHf
pose it's foolish for a fiathouGe janitor
to have mental feelings, but | can't
help it."
Did some one hit you NIT a brick"
mixed up or the case.
'Oh, mol 1t was entirely a social
snub. As l was telling you the last
time I was here, Mrs. O'Sulliyan and
the Countess Divito and Mrs. Torring-
ton Were trying to get ahead of each
other socially and making splinters fly
all over the fat. Mrs. O'Sullivan had
given a beer lunch, the countess a gin
ger ale social and Mrs. ~Torringtcn a
gingersnap at home. but none of them
were successes. when Mrs. O'Sullivan
came TO me the other day as | was
giving my asthma a rest and said:
".Mr. Sprocket. there are families
In this fat who look down on me be-
me nan Tim drives a coal cart
".But they shouldn't | said. as he
only does 1t to Gil in his spare mo.
menfs and keep up his appetite
land there are other families who
look down on me because me diamonds
and piano and velvet carpets are still
in the storehouse In Dublin and won't
be Sent for until Tim buys a mansion
of his own"
"tI've heard of II. Mrs. O'Sullivan.
and ! know 1t hurts your feelings
"It does that. Mr.. Sprocket. and on
top Of that II is bein said around this
house that no swagger family allows
its children TO play with a goat and a
pig. Them very words was told me
no over an hour ago.
".It's all Jealousy said /. and 1t
m from folks who want to keep
you down and sail above you
ATS just that and nothln else. Mr..
Sprocket. but they've tackled the
wrong The royal blood in me
veins has never taken n snUb yet. ard
me bringin up as a lady won't permit
me to pass over a sheer from anybody.
I'm goin to 6oor the whole gang at a
blow. I'm goin to TIE head of society
In this fat and on this block with a
whoop and a hurrah. It's G high toned.
double shuttle. three ply reception I'm
goin to give. and when it's over my
enemies will be standin on their heads
and gaspln for BREATH"
'She vhas going to give a leetle par
tyr queried the grocer.
THAT'S it. Mr.. Wasserman. an ey-
elusive, high toned affair. with the
ounte and Mrs. Torrlngton barred
out. She meal to crush 'em at q blow,
you know"
"Und she like to be swell?'
"very swell. Yes. she wanted to do
things up swagger. and that's why she
came to me. .Janitors don't wear plug
hats and carry gold headed canes rs a
rule, but when 1t down to know
ing what's what about swell little af-
fairs they don't have to look in the die
tionary. You know what condiments
are, don't your
"Of course. He vhas in n small jar
at feefty cents"
"Well, Mrs. O'Sulllvan wanted to con
suit me about the condiments. and !
made her out a list. She gave you
quite a large order yesterday. didn't
sheY"
Eyes. she buys cucumbers. tomatoes,
cheese. crackers. behring's und beer"
Exactly. That's the list | gave her,
and she got lemonade and Ice cream
somewhere else. Then she borrowed
eight or ten chairs from across the
street. hired a fiddler for 80 cents. had
the children's faces washed and was
all ready for the grand event. Her mar
Tim scrubbed the coal dust off his face
had his hair cut and was home an hour
ahead of time. The guests were in
vtted to come early and stay a week