The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1910-05-13

1t was gallon jug and quite full.
Humpy started out in doubtful way.
aud he had gone just two blocks when
a carpenter with a board on his shoul-
der halted him to say:
young man. who are you. and what
bave you got in that jugr
"Pm carrying 1t somewhere" was
the reply.
"Yes. you are carrying 1t somewhere,
but | want to know where and all
about 1t. I've had jug stolen"
"But this can't be the one"
81 don't know about that had a
gallon of stuff for my rheumatism put
up at the drug store, but left it at the
door while | talked with man. and
when ! turned around 1t was gone.
What's that label therew
at says dye, and 1t is dye. Mother
made it."
The Carpenter Tastes II.
The man took the jug, shook IL,
pulled the cork and tasted the contents
and then said:
''It may be as you say, but II you are
lying to me shall end 1t out sooner or
later. A boy who will steal mans
rheumatic cure will break into a house
and murder a whole family In their
beds. If you have a guilty conscience
beware OF mew
Just around the next corner was an
old woman at her gate. She grinned
as she saw Humpy coming. and when
he had come up she reached out her
hand for the jug and said:
"Thank you. bub. | see that you
haven't stopped to play by the way"
you can't have this Jug" replied
Humpy as he twisted it away.
"What! What! Can't have my own
blessed jug that left at the grocery
to be filed with molasses not half an
hour ago?"
IT'S my jug. and it's full of red dye.
Read the label"
"Yes, 1t says dye. but how do /
know? I'm going to call for police
man."
"lf you think it's molasses touch
your tongue to it,"
81 thought you wouldn't be so bold
when l talked about the police. Yes,
I'll touch my tonC to 1t, and If 1t
isn't my molasses"-
She did more than touch her tongue
10 1t. She took two good swallows.
and as she began to spit and sputter
Humpy grabbed the jug and fed. She
leaned up against the gate and called
after him:
"Boy, I'm dyed dead woman, and
you'll be shocked to death for itw
Things went well with the jug for
the next five minutes. Then 1t en-.
countered an Italian with snow shov-
el on his shoulder. He gave Humpy a
suspicious laok as he passed and then
turned and ran after him and de-
manded:
Italian Takes II For a Bombs.
"Boy, whatta you gotta In dat jugT'
"What is that to youT
"He was mucha to me. You tella
me quickp
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"He was diea, was he? Den you
was some Black Hand, eh? You lika
blowa me uppa with a bombap
Don't you know what dye is?" ask
ed Humpy In contempt.
'It was Black Hand. You lighta de
fuse and she go boomap
The man was getting ready to swipe
the jug with his snow shovel when a
teamster jumped down and came run
ming up and said:
Here. you banana peeler, you get
along or I'll roll you In the snow!
What's In the jug. boyY
"Red dye for carpet rags"
"Don't joke with your uncle. IT'S a
cold day. and drink of red eye will
do me good-just little touch, sonny,
little touch"
lie took the jug, removed the cork
and slipped of the dye and said:
Anybody that sold that stun to your
father for AL ought to be prosecuted,
but one can't be too particular such
hard times as these"
Thereupon he lifted the jug higher,
threw back his head and took long
drink.
IF It kills you shan't be to blame"
said Humpy as hesreceived the jug.
Don't fear for me. sonny. Tastes
kinder queer, but the dye was never