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This story-comic satirizes American commercialism and opportunism during what appears to be a livestock/agricultural fair (referenced as "stock show"). **The Setup:** Traveling salesman Gus Cusby and friends seek lodging in a crowded town. A hotel clerk directs them to Brown, a local druggist who's recently built upscale apartments above his store—a perfect business opportunity. **The Satire:** Brown rents them rooms but exploits their situation mercilessly. When the guests complain the beer is warm, Brown instructs them to chill it using the landlord's overflow system—a setup that causes catastrophic water damage to the ceiling below. Brown then shamelessly displays his extravagant $600 ceiling (an enormous sum for 1880s-90s) decorated with cupids and pharmaceutical imagery, implicitly funded by guest damages. **The Point:** The joke exposes small-town greed and swindling—landlords and merchants ruthlessly exploiting travelers' misfortune while proudly displaying ill-gotten gains. Brown emerges as a con artist profiting from his guests' mistakes, embodying Gilded Age commercial excess.

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ON THE ROAD. zentlemen,” apol » house is full; ne ots in the parlors. Gus Cusby “Very sorry, k, but th room Vacant “What's going on? ch hed. with “ Fut stock show. City is crowder grangers “Ts the other house full, “Haven't the least doubt of it, Mr. Cus- by. I’m sorry we we'll manage the m ters outside. pie, the dra “T should tomer of mine. to town.” “That's good, for I was going to say that he had just finished putting up fine apartments over his store for high-priced lodgers, and I have no doubt he would ac- comodate you and your friends, particularly as you know him so well, Mr. Cusby “A good suggestion, boys.” Gus turning tous. ** Let’s go around 4 interview the old man.” “It'ea [ agreed, and Brown said nothing, but pack ed up his grips and headed for the door. We found playing in only had rooms to rent, ments prove chi “—thr a en n't give you rooms, but ils if you can get quar. you know W rer?” me a sure ens- Sell him every time I come in- that we were t luck, for not Cus! but rle pets and furniture we new and the paint and fre fresh was almost sm cnongh to you have here, Wampie.” Cusby — re- marked, with his head thrown back. “They onght to put up this sort of thing in bar- ber shop “Yes, I flatter myse rather neat,” returne the “bat it don’t com- “with the ceili of the Come down and loc If it’s druggist, pare store, “Wo will be down pres- ently, Mr. Brown “ TLave ob- jections to our of beer sent in?” Not in the le: the least, my dear sir. Have and do what you like. So you pay for all damages, I Won't care a rap what Make your- home. “Thanks, Wampie, we will. ing up a district messenger boy for that lager before going “Certainly, Cusby, of course be here in’ three “minutes. When come down, slam the door after you, asnap lock. Here’s the key. care of it. It’s the only one I hav the chemist disappeared. The boy came and went, and soon after | the beer arrived. “T guess we'll sample this right off,” Josh remarked, going down into his grip fora corkscrew. “Get some glasses, will Boy will you I broaght them and Josh pulled the corks | and filled, “ Here's looking at ye, boys,” he said. from Gus. ort,” T responded. “ T likewise bows,” “And on THE JUDGE. And then, after the first sip, simul- taneously : Lang— Warm as love Brown—* Hot as Hae ‘No. Vil tell you what by said.“ We'll place some bottles in. the wash bowl, put the stopper in and turn on the far ing the action to the word, the overflow. vent throu 3 into the waste pipe s fresh water is running in constantly, t booze will cool quickly cnough. Say, fellows, the day is) badly. br: st that we leave our mut and see this stock Jay out. ul to-morrow, ve to that, li tpone business Lan ood Auge our r taking one last look wed Brown and me And So we aft fol the tthe b ont and slammed vor after him in accordance with the landlord's directions, As we were passing Wumpie's door he beckoned us in and with great satisfaction showed us the ceiling. “Cost 8600, gentlen Paid the bill esterday. Finest thing in the city, It was a neat bit of work. Thi centre piece, I remember, was particularly striking: a trio of cupids each arrayed solely in his | own innocence without even so much as a safety pin to hold it on, tripping the light fantastic in total disregard of the laws of gravitation around a heavily gilded mortar and pestle, The rest of the ceiling was a firmament of delicate clephant’s egg blue, starred generously with very perfect. repre- resentations of phials, pill boxes and other articles used by the drug trade. In each depicted in a lifelike manner a appearing bull-frog, seated ona log and engaged in heated political argu- ment with a stork. This bird w 8 evidently possessed of acorn, which cercal was proba- bly in an aggressive condition, for one of | the claws was raised as if to give the afllicted | overboard ni ember @ little ease. y » Wumpie,” Cusby said in ap- prov Weare jut abit of hurry just now, but we will come back and admire this kof art of yours later, mt think we were any of us greatly 1 with the pigs, charmed with the ck on the stee An hour ngh, and we After that we went atwhich meal we took our ele of the were glad to pull out. to supper, nt leisure, And so fully three hours had elapsed when we reached our corner again, v's go into Wumpie’s for some cigars to have with that beer of ours,” Cusby s gested, as we neared our lodgit As we entered the shop we et suntered a man, who proved to be the proprietor hi If, clad in a rubber coat with sir of gums on his fect and an umbrella over his head. What are you gotten up in that r Wampie? ” Giis exclaimed, “Walk in, Cushy. Enter gentle all, Come in and ‘admire this ceiling mine,” invited the druggist.‘ You prom- ised, you know, Gaze upon it and tell me how ‘you like it now. Step this way, nl Peamewtat surprized by the man’s manner, whic enough to turn treacle into tartar emetic, Cusby and 1 advanced toward the center of the room snd looked up. ‘or myself, T will say, I saw nothing, be- I got in one drop a pint of water on of my nose, and thus my vision temporarily handicapped. imping Jonah!” ejaculated ( p his « \ ud backing And then: boat, Josh, wo are drownin, f Joshua, w din the doorway, about and g his hi trumpet fashion to his mouth, sang the top of his magnificent pair of Iu B., nded six inches ¢ Man overbe port cutter and look alive, and there, you lubbers. to yell similar suitable orders until the drug- gist managed to gag him, Augustus and T pulled out as turn- out. he life Of cours fast as we were able and joined the other two on the street, from which safe und we stared through the windows at that ceilin ‘The innocences did not appear to have their legs and bodies were » washed ay and whut was left of them appeared to be indulging in a swimming the prize for the victor, in which se¢ the gilt mortar and » Which rem: aloft as ad ight as ever. 1 Leen con- 1 of Spanish-mac clephant-egg-blue-firmament h verted into The green. had char sed and_ unhappy. looked dey cussion as to the tariff had evidently been dropped and the prevailing damp. weather was evidently the subject on which they were exchanging their views, Tow did you m Warnpic sked presently. This dampness, my dear friend, Tam inclined to think, comes from your apart- ments above, Perhaps you can ‘offer some further explanation?” “It’s the beer cooler,” we three ejaculated in chorus and looked blankly at h other. Then said Gus: “But, Wumpie, why comicbooks.com