Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1906-09-26
THE NEW SUPER
A CHEMICAL STORY
Copyright, 1906, by Joseph B. Bowlesl
BY E. F. STEARNS.

Joseph Is. BOWleS.)
Danny got another little idea, too.
His fireman had to cart out ashes
and bring the coal from the pile in a
big sheetiron wheelbarrow, and the
way lay over the cobblestones under
the window of little Rigby's office.
Just before Otis died, he bought
Danny fine new wheelbarrow for
the purpose, for the old one was loose
in the joints and pretty rickety gen
orally, and when a man was pushing
her she sounded more than anything
else like a carload of tinware being
struck by lightning
But two or three days after tho
whistle stopped work, Danny-hes a
tender-hearted feller-Danny got
sentimental feeling for the old wreck
and dragged her out of the scrap heap
ard set his fireman wheeling ashes,
back and forth, back and forth, back
and forth, till the din sent Rigby to
the speaking-tube once more
Brown he cried, what on earth
ails that wheelbarrow?"
Ripe old age" answered Brown.
well, does it have to make that
noise?"
THE poor thing can't speak and
tell u.s. chuckled the old gentleman
Il presume it does.''
well. it's enough to drive a man
mad,' said Rigby. "I'll have it stop
ped, except when I'm out of this Of
flee. Listen! You make another sign,
reading like this: 'Workmen are pos
itively prohibited from carting coal
and ashes without obtaining permis-
sion from the superintendent Nail it
up
Another sign!" mnttered Brown.
Rigby didn't come back that noon
time, but he sent boy to Brown
with a note, saying that he had a
severe headache, and would the fac.
tory kindly try to run without him till
the following morning.
He took his time getting there the
following morning, too, and by the
time he finally did arrive the boss had
come in in fury.
what under the sun is the matter ?
Why is the factory shut down." he
demanded of Brown.
TOO many signs," snickered Brown.
1.-THE last of them being the most re-
sponsible"
What do you mean?"
We'll, to put it another way, want
of coal is keeping us from running. u
Coal! Great Scott" shouted the
boss. You had GO tons last week
What's Rigby doing with it? Eating
it?'
| Il haven't seen him at it, SAID
Brown, speaking slowly and distinct
ly and enjoying every word. But
he forbade any man to touch
the pile without his permission, and
he hasn't been Eere since yesterday
noon. The boilers were cold at 81,
o'clock"
Brown, Brown, Brown.' groanet
the old man. Had you no more sense
than to follow fool orders like that?'
why, bless mel" said Brown
looking at him squarely with his in
nocent old eyes, isn't it one of thu
new notions? One of the latest wrin
kles in acid manufacture? I'm doins
my best to cooperate.'
And what wretched idiocy is this 2
he said pointing to the new sign, an(
then to the others, with his cane
What are they doing here?"
"Mr. Rigby's ORDERS
"Well!-" said the boss. And Their,
he mad to stop, for the situation wa
too much for even his extended v0
cabulary.
When he got breath he said:
"There's another sign in your hand
Brown. What is it?''
"Well-oh, that?" stammered Brow
going red.
Let's see it," said the boss What
ever it is, heaven knows it can be n,
worse than the others
And with that he took it and rea,
this:
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