Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1906-06-16
No More for the JanitoT

lcNNiN lovely MQHldut anu 4 WOutNA =
! for the world say anything against her.
As for that maid of hers. she's be-
meath my notice. But Tuesday Is my
day in the laundry. and | propose TO
have 1t.
"As for the drying room. I'll not
| take that small tandbox affair. I
went that large one next TO the stair
way" The speaker was an occupant
CT a fashionable apartment In the East
end,
In a moment Mrs. Van Arden APP
peared. MIR. Johnson. | don't under
stand why there should be any ques-
! ton about whose day this Is in the
laundry. 1t is mine, of course. and
| shall expect you to see that my rights
are respected. / have nothing against
| Mrs. Seabury. She Is a very sweet
woman. but that maid and washer
| woman OF hers are both horrid, imper-
| tinent creatures and ] shah instruct
my servants to stand for their rights"
But" said the ianitor, as TAR AZ
| the drying rooms are concerned. they
| are all exactly the same size. AS for
| choosing Tuesday Tor your day, Mrs.
Seahury, can hardly grant that, az
| Mrs. Van Arden has been a tenant
longer and that mas always been her
day"
Il can't help that. Johnson; my laun-
dress has worked for me for the past
Ave years and Tuesday is her day
and I'll not change II. This Is tho
most accommodating place ] was
ever in" With this parting shot she
sailed away with her head in the air
and q steel-trap expression on her
mouth.
The janitor stuck his hands in his
pockets and gave a low whistle.
What's a Teller to do with these
pesky women, anyway? | know
t%bing-this is positively my last au-
r%earance In this role. I'll heave coal
before I'll take another fiat job. Same
old story every week. I'll bet 1t won't
be FIVE minutes before those Two girls
will be down here with their clothes.
sIatherin' each other all over with hos
seapsuds and hotter cuss words. And
I'll have to risk my neck separatins
them. Won't ! be a fine specimen"
IlNG hAii0tNH 1AdltStiAs nv
descended and two maids, followed by
their respective laundresses. appeared.
each bearing a huge basket of clothes.
Zach had fire in her eye as they made
for the same set of tubs. The red
headed IN proved a little quicker, and
In q moment she had the water turned
on and part OF the clothes dumped In.
but possession wasn't nine points or
the law In this case. The black-haired
washer lady with the snub nose was
not to be daunted In this manner.
"Get out OF my tubs. you cheeky. red
headed meddier!" With this remark she
made a dive for the wet clothes, and be-
gan throwing them on the floor. The
r~eo-headed laundress flushed to the
rootr of her hair and she quickly
brought a dripping pillowcase into play
across her rivals snub nose. The two
maids instantly joined In the melee,
and the air was filled with flying soap.
clothes sticks and bluing.
In a few moments ammunition was
exhausted and a dead clinch resulted,
the j~anitor struggling m%anfnlly to sep
arate the combatants. Garments gave
way and the storming, suffering mass
of women surged about the floor until
they were exhausted. Then the janitor
succeeded in getting between the ex-
cited pairs and while the perspiration
stood upon his face he began a speech
that was intended to be pacifying 4
both sides.
Just then the mistresses appeared
to see II their orders were being car
lied out. \
shut up, you interferin' old thing.
II the landlord would get a janitor
that knew his place my mistress
wouldn't be bein' imposed p by the
likes OF these" said Mrs. Van Arden's
maid as she pointed s~cornfully to ths
seabury contingent.
The Seabury maid few to the middle
cf the floor again screaming: None OF
your impudence, you cheap John"
III you put as much solid silver on
your table every day as | do you
wouldn't have to spend your time
hintin' at how much bigger you ara
than your betters."
Mrs. Van Arden eyed Mrs. Seabury
4 Dull iultf nHitt rFt duAIcnNtu UtT EE~
marks to the poor, detected janitor.
Mr.. Johnson, | don't understand this
at all"
Mrs. Seabury interfered, with her
head high in the air. johnson, 1
stated distinctly that this was to be my
day. | don't pay SIS a month to be die
tateu % by persons living in five
rooms.
The maids slared at each other and
their mistre ses elared at the fan
itor.
Ladies I'm very sorry, but | have
my orders The tenants that have been
here the longest have the right OF
ciscice IN the laundry and this is Mrs.
Il Van Arden's day.
1T is evident that YOU have no
sense OF justice. Moreover, YOU Will
pay the damages iog these ruined
clothes, and | shall see the landlord at