New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-03-16

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who let these people in;' demanded in
smothcred tones from the depths OF a sweater
| was getting into.
They came IN with the plumbers. Sir al
halipast eight. Old man Schmck tired %
keep them out; but they said they don't I'M
dcrtand German and walked right by, leav-
ing their donkcys in the roadway outside
couldn't Rudolph and Max stop them:
cried. AS my head emerged.
They were still in bed, Sir. | think
they're At breakfast now
Good Lord" groaned. looking at my
watch. "Ninc-thirty, What sort OF rest
cure am conducting here"
X/E hurried downstairs 50 fast that lost
w one Of my bedroom slippers. Il went
Gathering on ahead OF Us. making a shame
full racket on the bare stones; but Brtton
caught II up in time 20 save II from the
clutches OF the euro vandals. My workmcn
were lolling about the place, smoking vile
pipes and talking in cultural whispers. All
operations appeared % have ceased in my
establishment At the command Of the far
from idle rich. Two portly men in icdoraS
were standing in the middle Of the great hail.
discussing the merits OF dingy old Spinct
that had been carried out OF the music room
by two luSty portcrS from the hotel. From
somewhere in the direction Of the room
where porcclains and earthcnware We're
stored came the Shrll. excited voices of
women. The aged SchmickS were sitting
side by side on window ledge. with the rigid
rcticcncc Of Wax figures.
rs came up, heard one OF the strangers
say TO the other, well. if YOU don't want II.
III take it. My wife says it can be made
into a writing desk with little"
Il beg your pardon, Gentlemen. said !.
confronting them. "Will You be good
enough to explain this intrusion"
They stared at me rs II | were a servant
asking for higher wages. The speaker, a fat
man with 4 briStly muStachc and red neck
tie, drew himself up haughtily.
who the blazcS are YOU" he demanded,
fixing me with a glare.
glarcd back at him. 81 happen to be the
owner Of this place, and you'll obligc ne by
clearing out.
"What's that? Here. here None Of that
sort OF talk, my friend We're here TO look
over your stuff and We mean business; but
YOU won't get anywhere by talking like
"Thcrc is nothing for sale here" | Said
shortly. and you've got lot Of nerve to
come boiling into private house
Say" said the second man, advancing
with most insulting scowl well under
stand each other right of the reel. my friend
All you've got 10 90 is to answer us when We
ask for prices Now bear that in mind, and
don't try any OF your high-and-mighty tao
ties on us"
Just remember that YOU re Junk dealer.
and we'll get along splendidly," said the
other in tone meant to crush me. "Wha,
do YOU ask for this thing" tapping the dusty
spinct with his walking stick.
TT suddenly occurred TO me that the situa-
ton was humorous. You will have to
produce your references. Gentlemen. before
| can discuss anything with you." said.
after swallowing very hard-it must have
been my pride.
They stared. "Good Lord" gasped the
briStly one, blinking his eyes. Don't You
know who this gentleman is? You-you
appear To be an American. You must know
Mr. MISUNDERSTANDING of New York"
81 regret To say that have never heard of
Mr.. Rilcy-Werkheimcr. And may | ask
who YOU are?
"Oh, am also a nobody" said he. with
a wink at his purple jowlcd companion. 81
am only poor old Rocksworth, president OF
the
"Oh, don't say anything more, Mr..
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