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Mr. Rappoport

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Parent Issue
Day
31
Month
July
Year
1894
Copyright
Public Domain
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Some three weeks ago, there arrived at the Cook house a young man having the air of a business "hummer." He walked straight up to the hotel register, upon which he executed divers manual flourishes, with a reckless disregard of the cost of ink that showed how little he knew of the hard times that were pinching other people. When he had ceased addressing the register, the name he had traced appeared to be as rauch one thing as another, or perhaps a little more, if anything. Skilled professors of the university, translators of hieroglyphics who have rambled among the tombs of the Rameseses and traced the history of Egypt's defunct kings, have carefully translated the characters on the Cook house register, and being placed under oath, swear that to the best of their knowledge and belief the name inscribed by the gentleman we have introduced is Mr. Rappoport. Mr. Rappoport's estáte consisted of his cheek and a change of shirts; nevertheless he talked glibly about the commissions he had made in the west; of first class hotels; of $8,000 as his profits in a year. He was, he said, a representative of a Buffalo uniform furnishing house, and his business here was to work up an interest with the street car people, so that when the road was shoveled out of its grave and the rolling stock set to rolling, the employés would appear in fine togas with brass buttons. But Mr. Rappoport is not here now. Through the Farmers' and Mechanics' bank, of this city, he last Thursday drew on his Buffalo house, having first shown the draft to Clerk Murnan, of the Cook. Then Mr. Rappoport walked out to view the beauties of nature, and is still viewing them. His unpaid board bill of thirteen days serves to keep his grave green in the memory of Clerk Murnan, whooccasionallygoes into the kitchen and gazes at the characters on a tea chest. He says he don't know what in - they mean, hut that's what he wants to cali the I red-beaded, trout-mouthed, raonkeyfaced, blarney-tongued, brass button and blue uniform beat who owes the house S26 board bill. The draft has been returned to the bank, marked "Refused."

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Ann Arbor Argus
Old News