The Meeker herald. [volume] (Meeker, Colo.) 1885-current, 1909-02-20
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Wssmneok Tried DO hurry Thinge
In tire Laundry.

| The man with the flaming eyes. the
perspiring forehead and the allhet-up
look stormed into the laundry the
other afternoon and started right In
to unlink.
Say, look a.here, you." be bawled.
pounding with both hsts on the coun-
ter and endeavoring to impaie the
young man behind the laundry desk
with his eye. what's the matter with
my laundry, hey?"
You are Mr.. Warmneck. aren't
you, and you" the young man be-
hind the desk started to say. not yet
realizing that he was only going to be
q feeder for the caloric monologue.
That's who 1 am" shouted the
man with the perspiry forehead and
things, and want to tell You here
and now that 1t isn't going to be
worth your while to try to pump any
south breeze into me. What de-
mand to know. and to know real
quick. hub. is this: Where's my laun-
dry. heyr'
It's"
Its got to be done. that's all.
There are NO ifs. ands or butts about
1t. Your DANCED old one-horse out
at promised to have 1t done by I'VE
O'Clock this afternoon. and want 1t.
that's all. No blast furnace Boreas
conversation IL going to take the
place Of that lingerie gear with me.
I want that linen junk, swabbed or I'M
swabbed. and I want It right now.
Got that?"
Your STUFF is"
20. I've heard that kind of spiel
about 100000 times before, but you
are not a-going to sephyr me along
with 1t this time. You're going to try
to fan me with the gnome narrative
that my stuff's all swabbed and ironed
and ready. but that 1t Isn't sorted out
yet-that your regular sorter's hat
blew on or something while he was
out at lunch to-day, and that you had
to get slow man to Ill his Job, and
all like that that-a-way. But you're
not going to ease that one into me,
this time. Johnny. I'm doing the spot
light part of this sketch myself. and
what want is my laundry. and
don't care hang whether it's drip
ping with suds right out OF the boil
ing vat or not. I'm a-going to tote it
away with me, II have to lug part
Of these works with 1t. 80 you want
to get active: dye hear that?"
I'm trying to tell you that your
stun was"
Was delayed in transit-uh-uh-
I've had that one pulled on me q lot
Of previous times. too. But there's
going to be no such thing as your
greasing by with that one this trip.
When handed thSt outnt Of lingerie
over to this plant Wednesday even
ing told you pinheads that was 60
ing away Friday evening. which is
right now. dye get that?-right now!
You famed me along with consign-
ment Of superheated atmosphere
about having 1t marked special. and
having 1t all sealed. signed and de-
livered by hve O'Clock Friday even
ing-which repeat ID now! Dye
think Pm going to vamp out of this
town in q suit of coal heavens dun
sareesf Have you got the idea In
your conk that I'm going to glide up
and down the street Of the town I'm
going to be arrayed in . @ string and
an eiRulgent grinf Dye imagine that
I'm going to strive to make three
sheet hit ON the thoroughfares of that
burg attired In . navajo blanket and
. cocoanut-oiled top-knot! Dye think
I'm going to stand for 4 pinch by
walking around In q suit Of baby blue
pajamas7 Gay, you. gimme my laun-
dry-I don't care whether it's doused
in bluing or not-I want III"
Just At this stage the proprietor Of
the laundry emerged from the back
where the customer was standing,
grabbed him by both Iapels Of his coat
with his sinewy hands, put him under
the pinpoint focus Of his bright hazel
eyes, and remarked unto him In
tone that was redoient Of meaning
and business:
Say. Butch. stop that smashing of
all the enamel on your teeth and
sprinkling the floor with pumics stone.
It's too nice weather for that stun.
Cut out that xylophone work and hand
US . little OF the woozy saxophone
music for change. Nobody's abus-
ing you. Nobody's got you under the
gun Take = reef or two in your
tops1 haiyards and tinkle out Of this
Turksstan typhoon that you're in, or
the Arst thing you know you'll be re-
duced to about two quarts Of lubricat-
ing oil, and it'll serve you right We
promised TO finish and deliver your
laundry by I'VE O'Clock this evening,
didn't VET Well, Just you make a
noise IKE hoop. now. and roll away
to your chambers. and you'll probably
md your lingerie heaped up on your
bunk. The wagons were all out and
We rang mp messenger boy aid sent
It to your address, Just two and one
quarter minutes before you cycIonAd