Weekly independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 1887-1914, 1907-01-04
Small Things Rankle In the Minds Of
Many Years After They Might Have
Been Forsotten-A Tragedy Of Dish
Washing.

The Kickers' club was In session.
The subject for discussion was the
deepest injustice each member had
sustained In the course Of his or her
life.
The ~long-haired artist had the floor.
The injustice hat rankles most with
me-" he was saying. rs the little habit
\ wife Of mine once had. came home
late occasionally. Whenever 1t hap
to sleep after she had let me In she
waited until l had fallen asleep and
then got up noiselessly and stopped
the clock. There the next morning
upon the face OF 1t was the time at
which had arrived"
When ne mad taken his seat there
arose C writer.
What fatigued me most In my past
career" she sighed. was the fact that
once offered a manuscript to an ed
itor which got home before l did.
Though this proves the facility OF
Uncle Sans postal service. l have
v yet been able to reconcile my.
self to the Idea of It."
Speaking OF Injustice" observed
another m writer, II had a speci'
men OF It quite recently. A woman
know came to me in great distress
about her work. She was practically
renniless. and 1 hastily offered her
what refreshments l had while she
told me her tale OF woe.
by the way she said to me pres
emily. what Is the name OF that WON
ms paper you write for? I never
wrote for a woman's paper in all my
life, but II might be better than moth
Ing
II felt a little iasulted. It was no
a woman's paper. but a large maya
zine. Moreover, the editor was on,
OF my best friends. However, since
she was In such distress I gave he,
the name and n letter OF introduction
to the editor.
Moreover. | wrote 20 n well.to-dC
friend and asked her to help thii
Leedy n financially. since that hap
pened to be out Of my.power. A few
evenings later | called to sec how sh,
was progressing. found her quit
elated. She gave h4rself airs upoI
remarking upon the visit OF tn,
wealthy woman. asking, haughtily. l
| had also had n visit from her. which
l had to W I had not had. 'TheI
came the blow that staggered me. TIL,
editor to whom I had introduced he
had accepted two of her articles. Tha
very morning he had returned two o
mine. with thanks"
THE injustice which rankles mos
with me-" said the sad-eyed womal
with the brown hair, happened wher
was a little girl. I belonged to tn,
family OF n minister. III had sIxteel
children, three by his first wife ant
thirteen by the second. my mother.
was the thirteenth and was born OF
the thirteenth day OF the month.
THAT should have been enough bat
luck, but 1t wasn't. They made IN,
wash the dishes. Somebody else wipet
them, but they made me wash them
II was awful.
We'll. I went away from home Wis
lting as often as l could on accoun
OF those dishes. There was an uncl
who lived about n mile away. He ma,
a beautiful country h)uae and n beau
tiful gray-haired wife md a maid I,
wash the dishes. My fondness for tina
uncle grew. 1t began to include Tn,
wife and the maid and all the chick
ems on the place.
One day l stayed all day long n
the house OF my uncle. I had a Lowell.
time. They never made mo do
thing. They had petted me ms usual
making much Of me to my hearts con
tent. Then before It began to be darl
they filled mo with doughnuts an,
sent me along the way OF me flower
home. Now guess what happenc,
when | got home?
They had saved all the dishes from
breakfast time till that dusky hour O
twilight at which I arrived for me /,
wash up.
ut was n bitter injustice. which
have never been able tn forget"