The Mobridge news. [volume] (Mobridge, Walworth Co., S.D.) 190?-1917, 1910-07-08

W blhCLi 40 SaIllS wiz pans at Ch ICLIo
the pail; and to them az brought
wheelbarrows at the rate of IS cents a
pail; and anything over a wheelbarrow
full at the rate Of SO a ton. And no
one, IL | could help it, got more than
a ton. But they put up tricks on me.
There IA n Teller had a gang of
boys buyin' pals full and dumpin' 'em
in a wagon that was hid behind the
fence. And there was honest lookin'
men come back for their second ton
and swore themselves blue in the face
tellin' me they'd never been near me.
And the fights had about the weights.
But that coal went and you could see
the whole town Of Bayport gettin' red
in the face wild the Joy of gettln' warm
again. And when ! turned in that
night so tired | could hardly stand or
see, and saw all them winders in the
town lighted up, l SEES to mesilf-
They may send you to jail for 1t,
Mary McGonigle, but today we done a
good turn of business
THE next mornin' we turned over
the fifty tons to the dealer, and pretty
well cleaned up the cargo. And along
toward the end when trade was gettin'
slack, a little, pompous, major-genera'
sort of a Teller, in a fine carriage wild
a coachman. came down on the dock
in a hurry.
"Me good woman SEES he, what are
we sellin' yer coal at?'
Fifteen dollars the ton ses L.
Fifteen" ses he. No, no, | know
better. You're sellin' it at ten, and
an outrageous price at that
Its gettin' scarce ses l, and
the price has gone up
"'Oh, that's nonsense ses he. I'm
u%nhappily a little short Of coal, but
I'll pay no such price as that. Why,
me Money Is invested in coal mines
and me son-in-law is the president Of
n of the coaLcarrying railroads.
I'm in the coal business meseIf,'
ses |, and I've learned a thing or two
about their way of doing business. Me
price is fifteen
We'll. he clustered and he argued
and he said he'd have me indicted. But
| showed him there was mighty little
coal left in the Charity, and said nary
a word about the fifty tons at the deal
eT's. And the upshot was | sold him
five tons at SIS. But me conscience
~reproached me.
aye ought not to have done it, Mary
McGonigle,' SEES l; 'selIin' five tons to
n man and the poor folks of the
town wantin' coal So
so | goes up to the office of the
dealer and asks him if he won't set
aside some of his coal, the same as
| done, at ten cents a pail for the poor
people. And he, as I'd been told, bein'
a politician, and the reporter of the
Bayport newspaper bein' in his office.
he said he'd set aside five tons. He
didn't say it, though. with a pleased
air.
But we parted good friends. He
wanted to know when I'd be up again
wild a load of coal, and to be sure to
let him have a chance at the cargo.
But before l set foot on the Charity
he come after me hot foot.
Whats this | hear?' he ses, mad
as a hornet. 'Ye sold FIVE tons to Mr..
Wells at SIS the ton?'
"'Ye hear right | SEES.
What dye mean by it? He's my
customer. What dye mean by it?" he
bawls.
Its my coal he asked for and got
SEES l.
THE cheek of ye.' he ses. Why,
that man own coal mines. And his
son-in-law is the president of the
Wyomin' Valley railroad.
$50 that's me story, Mr.. Mcnamara.
I've done a good turn of business, wild
over nineteen hundred dollars hidden
around In me clothes; but I'm not sure
haven't o%verdone me business a bit.
Whatn Mr.. Courtenay say when he
hears how | stung his father-in-law
And how will / settle wild the railroad
company anl get away wild some of
me profits. Them are questions I'VE
came down to ask you, while I've left
the Charity up beyond City island out
OF the way of the ~perlice."
Mrs. McGonigle,' | said, there is
n thing for you to do, and that is to
see the president Of the Wyoming Val.
ley railroad yourself"
Before the perlice sees me-" said
Mrs. McGonigle. grimly. "Yes, that's
good advice"
"And tell him your whole story
added.
"Um-m-m," said Mrs. McGonigle.
"And how about his fatherin-law?-
"Eaye you considered, Mrs. McGon.
igle," ! asked, what relation the wife
of Mr.. Wells is to the president of the
Wyoming Valley railroad? No? His
mother in-Iaw."
A CLEAN shot from Mrs McGonigle's
shrewd eyes. and she brought her big,
knuckled fist down on my desk with
a thump.
That's In idee," she cried ''and I'm
the woman to follow 1t UP. Goodby,
and thankye kindly. I'll let ye know
how come out. And ven help us II
we get into throuble, Van and me and
Angelina and Alberta and little Aga
thar"
Some hours later my telephone ben
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