The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1905-02-04

-. "oiusS dIius so, taxing the
edge-hooks out o. the piece. he in
hocently followed his parent into the
pleceroom. What exactly transpir-
ed IN the pieceroom that afternoon was
never known in the weaving shed, but
the story leaked out, as such stories
| nave a knack of doing, and for months
| afterwards Sam nearly had his life
| padgered out of him by weavers shout
ing 10 him from every, nook and corner
| to follow UP wit edge-h hooks Nova
days, the story is factory classic, and
all new weaYers are religious regafed
with SANS exploit. 49,.
PRACTICAL jokes.
Among other practical jokes in which
weavers indulge may be mentioned the
| trick 81 drawing string tightly around
| mans hat--of course. under the rib
bon:.-therby making the unfortunate
| owner wonder why his hat should sud-
denly have grown several sizes TOD
small, and thinking la a vague sort of
way that he must have9got hold of
! some one else's hat by mistake. Or
again, sewing up the sleeves Of jack
| ct belonging to angoyerlooker who may
have put himself temporarily out Of
favor
Many a laughable mistake has, been
made over dialect words. A girlSWorking
in the factory was native Of the south
/ of England. When she first came
north she went as servant to a small
farmer, and she used to relate How she
misconstructed the word "a gait" On
| her arrival, her mistress harrangued her
4 as to her duties, and after recounting
! them in detail. she wound UP by say
ing: An mind the nun git a-gait L
gooid tabm i t NORM an light t
!. fires. Rather astonished, but still
thinking she quite understood this in
/ Junction, the Door girl was seen
/ wandering about the selds in dis
consulate sort of way in the early
4 morning as if In search Of something.
i Upon coming downstairs the mistress
found no fires lighted, and on asking
the reason the girl assured her that she
1 had searched in all directions for an old
/ disused gate to use as kindling, but
4 without success, and SO, of course, no
fires had been made.
Another most amusing iccident hap
pened some years ago. A gentleman
from London had come north to learn
the wool trade, and had brught with
him favorite large dog. One day, to
the great alarm of the gentleman, a
little boy came rushing pel-men into
the factory to inform him that his dog
had run off with a. brat and was pull
ing it to pieces. Now in the north Of
England, be it known, a brat is
child's pinafore, or the garment a wool
sorter wears when at his work; but the
southern gentleman had never heard
the word applied to anything but chill
dren. Therefore the effect of this start
ling information may better be imag-
tned than described. He caught up his
hat and dashed wildly from the factory
in hot pursuit of his dog, only to find
his favorite quietly playing with the re-
mains of an old pianaforte, which, the
boy afterwards explained, was the
| brat he had meant.
remember one winter some brother
arose between the weavers and the
masters owing to the former refusing to
be at their looms promptly at a. m.
| Orders were issued that any weaver not
at her looms at the proper hour was to
be licked out until breakfast-time. But
for once the masters had reckoned
withouttheir host. The next morning
between three and four hundred weay-
ers made it in their way to be five min
utes late, and were confronted by
locked gates, the timekeeper assuring
| them that they were certain to catch it
\ hot this time. Nothing daunted, the
weavers held hurried consultation and
| resolved that they, would not return
| weather. Even vet he Is four days
home. To pass the time they sang the
! the livelier girls did the cake-w walk.
Then then varied the programme by
cheering and pounding at the big gates.
Finding that the weayers were in a
somewhat aggressive mood, the authori-
| ties waited half an hour and then
lopened the gates. Now, however, it
| was the turn of the, weavers. They al
ternately cheered and hooted, sang
songs and danced triumphant jigs, but
20 in to their work they would not In
vain the manager implored and threat
ened: the weavers only jeered, and at
last turned in body and went back
home until breakfast-time. Of course
the ring-leaders had an interview with
! the masters, but the affair blew over
J without any more notice being taken of
1 it, and the Weavers were left master of
the .field.--P. E. M. in the Manchester
/ Guardian,