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Show A COAL-HEATED STY. Brooklyn Eagle. A friend who lives In a flat on Stuy-vesant Stuy-vesant Heights tells me this story of thrirt It seems that, though he and the other tenants paid for heated apartments, apart-ments, the landlord, claiming that he was unable to get coal, let the furnace fires go out. At last the situation became be-came intolerable, and the tenants, all but one, chipped in and bought a ton of coal themselves on the chance of getting get-ting their morey back from the landlord. land-lord. The one esceptional tenant was reputed to be amply able to pay his ebare. but he positively declined to do so. Yet as soon as the flres were lighted light-ed he not only opened his radiators and partook of the genial warmth, but hustled hus-tled out Invitation to a rather, pretentious preten-tious social function In order that it might take place before the coal was gone. "Now. what do you think' of that?" my friend asks. "Well, after prayerful - consideration. I think one of these flajs might, without offense to the eternal fitness of things, be named "The Sty." |