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Show AN ALARMING SWELL. An innocent, hard-working man yesterday lost a situation which he had held for a year, and which he believed secure for at least another year to come and if this meets the eye of his late employer, perhaps the man will be taken back. A citizen of Beech Street bought a cord of four-foot wood, and the same was delivered early in the morning. As soon as the team had gone the citizen borrowed a quarter of a cord of the same sort of wood of a neighbor and added it to his pile and then rode down to the wharf and said: "Mr. Blank, I see you have delivered my wood." "Yes, sir - yes, sir - we always deliver at the earliest moment," was the reply. "How much did you send?" "A cord, sir - a full cord. We never cheat on measure." "But I am not satisfied with it." "Can't help that, sir; I sent a cord. I saw it loaded myself." "I've measured it and - " "Can't help your measure. There's a cord of wood there." "I was going to say - " "Can't help what you were going to say. I've been in the wood business too long to make any mistake." "I was going to say there is over a cord." "Over a cord? Ah! That's a different thing. That needs looking into. Get in my buggy and we'll drive up and measure it. I am glad to find one honest man in Detroit." The pile overran a quarter of a cord, much to the dealer's amazement. When certain of the fact he could only scratch his head and say: Never heard of the like before - never, and I've been in the business a long time." Within five minutes of his return to the office one of the drivers had his balance of wages and was walking off with the remark. "How dat seben-eigths of a cord got all swelled up dat way am mo' dan I kin tumble into, an' Ize got to go bar'footed all winter to pay fur it!" - Detroit Free Press. |
