Judge — November 21, 1885 — page 6: what you’re looking at

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THE JUDGE. “ON THE ROAD. | the ceiling with a sigh of content. ” T asked briefly. “A little—not used to it, you know.” in the house than nl? "7 have more than three or four—sometimes E left Chicago by the Kan- kakee Route for Indianapolis, Brown, Cusby myself heavy snow storm Phe pr at the Potter Honse expresse some doubt as to the probability of our getting through and the railroad officials, for their part, held an entirely different view, so we decided according to our own inclinations— ever, in our deliberation ht to the disintere of both partie The hotel prediction prov be correct, for about ten at night we found ours now bound at a small town in thern Indiama with the plea ing prospect of having to be - 4H there until the blizzard had sub- 4" sided and a way could be cleared through the immense drifts that line to the South of T rarely “ Where before that?” “Tan a hotel in Philadelphia—a big one.” you stay t he 8 your busine “Why didn’ d sharply, and turning to look me a drummer. “T knew it. You're a button-hole drummer, I take it.” “A what?” “A button-hole drummer. It sticks out on y so many question: You must be a button-hole 1 You wow dn’t snake onto a fellow if you weren't a button-hole man.” an. and ask ay e S lay all along the rho state of things being convincingly announced t r, we wasted no time in vain and profane bem ble men and experienced travellers, set about m for hotel accommodations, and before our fellow Hy made up their minds what to do, we had registered at and been assigned to the best rooms in the Full House, the only tavern of Monkeymonk, which was the name of the borough upon ch we had been thrown, | * Fires, gentlemen? ed the night clerk, who was at oneand the same time proprietor, day ard nig wht clerk, steward, barkeeper, | porter and bell boy. The mercury was way very emphatically, Allright. Here, « Tlave a porter make es it rooms ‘They will be ready presently, gentlemen,” he turning tous. ‘Then coming from behind the counter he went to the wood box, loaded himself up with nearly a cord of hickory and | st 1 up-stairs, | * Well ict be—yves, I will, boys, if ever I saw the beat of this,” Cusby exclaimed, when he had managed to catch his breath after blowing in all his wind in a mighty gaffaw in which he didn’t play alone hand by any mear **T believe the man’s as crazy as a—as the pestilence that walk- eth in darkness,” was Brown's comment. Josh, if he’s off at all,” I remarked, “he is simply a mild erank, It’s a dead open and shut and I'll prove it. Yon fellows go to bed when you get ready and I’ll stay up a little longer and wulk to the fellow.” . “Tl agree,” said Josh, ‘that as soon as the night clerk an- mounces that the bell boy has reported on the authority of the porter that my room is well warmed, I'll turn in, for I'ma bit done up.” + Same here,” Gus agreed. Within a quarter of an hour, the numerous individual alluded to descended the stairs, and having returned to his enclosure, de- ela: with ht face: y says your roomsare ready, gentlemen.” Thereupon ( nd Josh intimated that it was their fixed pur- pose and intention to go to bed that very moment. Upon which the night clerk etruck the gong sharp «Front, show these gentlemen to 502 and 503,” he said sternly. Then coming around he grabbed the grips and overcoats and as- soended the stairs fol 1 by my two friends, the con- nings, but | ing en- | engers duet down, so we nary bell boy. and 503, avd without asmile, “T beg pardon, old chap. ave a Tt cigar and drop that pipe. didn't mean to be impertinent, but I was made unduly curions ty the odd way you have of ordering yourself about as if you were a half a dozen different men and yourself were boss. I’m sorry if— ** Don’t mention it,” he returned, somewhat appe: apolog “ You're not the first man who by thi y. I know it’s unusual, but it has b ter of habit. You see I’ve been in the | boy, for forty years, I’ve never lost money by it either. ‘Still, understood you to say you once ran a house ia, a big one and——" 3 and if I’d stuck to my business, I wouldn’t be I don’ t mind telling 3 you ,th tI came to sed by my been struck come a mate hotel business, man and in Phila- ; you see it was this way. A man, in whom I had the utmost confidence, came to me and made a clear statement of the I thought to start in on my man as soon as he returned to the office, but as I heard his foot on the stairs, the door opened and several other belated passengers ente I ‘could readily appre- ciate the call on the time and cfforts of a man who filled as many oflices as Pooh Bah, Lord High rythingelse, and was content to sit before the big wood stove and smoke my cigar while the hotel man waltzed actively about in the performance of his many duties. About twelve o'clock, everybody having been put properly to bed, he pulled a chair up alongside of mine, drew a corn-cob pipe from his pocket, and having filled and lighted it, tilted back on two legs of his chair and blew an enormous puff of smoke towards value of this mine he had got hold of. He showed me maps with red lines running this way and blue ones t He produced chunks of ore full of silver, you know, and talked about so many ounces to the ton and that sort of thing. Then he said: ‘ Bob FI "(that’s 's me), ‘I'll let you in on the ground floor of this deal 000.’ That looked a low figure, Mr. Lang, when there was $50,000 worth of ore in plain gi Don’t you think 80?” Very cheap, I should s: “ «Right on the ground Sioor, Flush,’ he said, ‘and in a few months you can close out your stock at an advance of several hun- dred per cent. if you don’t want to hold it.’” «1 was convinced from the start. I got together all the money comicbooks.com