The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1903-10-18

screams until the man had safely retreated
from the house, and then she proceeded
to arouse the family and the neighborhood.
XXX
az have a new maid" said the young
housekeeper. who had dropped in to make
a morning call on friend. But / don't
know whether to dignity her by the name
of maid or not. She looks the part OF cook
for she weighs over two hundred pounds,
I'm sure. I'm aspiring to teach her to be
my maid of all work. However instead OF
debating I'm compelled to compromise
with her on most points.
"Our first difficulty was over her name
She said it was Modjeska. OF course
couldn't call her that so | asked her If she
would object to my giving her new name
She said she was tired of getting a new
name every place she went and she had de-
cided that she would be called by one of
her regular names L caught at the chance
and told her that ii would be al right If she
had two names she should be called by her
second one. Wal" she said. with arms
akimbo. my front names is Modjeska
Celia and eff you like Modjeska an don like
Celia 1 reckon 1 kin stan jist plain Mis-
Johnsing.' So Celia it had to be.
but that is not the end of my compro-
missing. I told her always TO wear some
thing on her head when she came into the
dining room and so she appeared in an
swer to the call bell the other day with her
sunbonnet on. 1t was her sun bonnet or
nothing so / chose nothing But the fun
niest thing happened the other morning
when l was dressing the baby on the third
floor. Celia mounted the two flights of
stairs and painting for breath stuck her
head in the door and said: Mis- Smith.
the elec'man is down stairs.
II thought of course she meant the man
to inspect the electric light meters so told
| her that the meter was in the closet in the
| front bedroom and to tell the man to go
| right up and for her to stay with him.
| Some ten minutes later 1 heard Celia and
the man coming up the stairs to the nur-
sery and Celia's voice declaring, I'm shore
sir, 1 dunno whut she wanted you to go
in the closet fur. You better come see her
| fur yursef. Them wuz her words jst the
same-'Tell him to walk right in the front
| closet "
Cecilia, called from where I was sit
thing with the baby in my lap. whom are
you bringing up here?'
1.-the eIecman. Mis-.
"'why. Celia, 1 told you the meter was
| I'm the front room closet. It's not up here
Then q masculine voice from the stairs
| called. I'm not the electric light man. I'm
| taking the election poll. 1 didn't know
| Auntie here was looking for the meter.
| thought she was huntin' the man of the
| house.
Cecilia and the man travelled down the
| stairs in a gala of good natured jabbering
and as for me lay back and laughed while
the baby crowed and gurged in sympathet-
| ic glee."
| A story comes from Florida about Fl. F.
Hackedorn. of this city. who with a num-
| Der of Indiana capitalists has been South
on a big real-estate deal. 1t is told that
Hackedorn, with Everett Wagner. of the
Indianapolis Pillow Company was fishing
for man-eating sharks off the big steel pier
near the navy-yard, a few miles from
Pensaloca. AS the story goes. Hackedorr
hooked one that dragged him off the pier
and carried him by half-inch rope head.
| long out toward the open gulf. He yelled
| to his friends, but they were powerless to
| aid him. The shark was headed out to sea
and was swimming at a marvelously rapit
rate of speed. Hackedorn could not swim
and he was afraid to let go the rope. Fol
| time his position was one of embarrass
| ment and discomfort, but finally some
sailors came to his assistance and brought
him and the shark to shore. The sharl
was thirteen feet long, weighed $50 pounds
and was said to be the largest caught il
| tboSa TORS in MANY