Middletown transcript., 1911-06-10

manager.
Well, I hadn't heard of his
death; so sent a clerk, out to his
shop, and while he was gone
Grove walked into the ware
house. ] told him heard he
was dead.
And that made him mad, |
suppose.
And then you told him to
come up here, did you? queried
the manager.
Well, he continued, how much
does Grove owe younow?
About eight hundred.
How much Of it overdue?
Probably five hundred.
Why don't you make him pay
it?
Easier said than done, Mr..
Thomas. He's awfully slow.
Suppose I collect ii for you?
Wish you would, sir; we'd like
to close the account.
Coming out Of the telephone
booth, Mr.. Thomas continued to
talk with the baker.
Now, look here, Grove. | am
convinced you are not dead. We
never said you were dead, and
we don't want you to die. Jones
& Small misunderstood our re-
porter.
That's no good, broke in Grove
You must apologize in the
papers, or I'll sue you, and
therell be a whole lot of trouble
| He rose from his chair in his
excitement.
I don't think so, replied the
manager, as he touched a con
cealed button on his desk, which
Immediately brought the chie1
| clerk to the door.
Picket, we've had complaints
about Grove being slow in meet
] ting his obligations, haven't we
Yes, sir, I've just looked
through the Red Book, and find
Don't go, Mr.. Grove, said the
manager, as his visitor edged
toward the door. Ofcourse, yor
would hardly expect US to know
all these things, but, my deal
man, our work has many sides u
it. What did you find, Picket?
) So far as we know he owes t.
local houses nearly thirteen hun
> dred dollars, and there is sever
4 hundred and eighty dollars Q
r that which is overdue, answered
9 the clerk.
Is that right, Grove? querie'
e Mr.. Thomas.
0 Blast you people, anyway, re
|. piled the baker. You fellow
e know too much.
1 Careful friend. Don't talk lik
{ that, or maybe there will b
other items in the newspaper be
n sides retractions of false deaths
5 What are you going to do abou
,, settling this indebtedness?
}. Nothing! You bet your nee
n nothing I'll do nothing!
"Tut, tut! man! That's no wa
g to talk. Let me give you a littl
n advice. Go and pay Jones
Small this afternoon. You ow
t, them about FIVE hundred dollars
d I have told them that 70
d would settle the past due amount
If you fail to do SO, to-morro7
,r mornings papers will includ
1t among the Court News an itel
q affecting a certain Mr.. Grove,
baker. Now don't disappoint nj
;. Remember.
d The two men stood lookin
ID each other straight in the ey
for a moment.
in Good day, Grove. Go an
re show your creditors that you al
Of not a dead one. Pay up, and /
a man.
te The manager offered his ham
TX which the other hesitating1
took.
he The interview was over.
The baker, whose entrance BIZ
an been somewhat lion like, left Il
-. Office as lamb, and dumb OF
- at that.
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