Democratic Sentinel, Volume 8, Number 33, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 12 September 1884 — He Chuckled. [ARTICLE]

He Chuckled.

He was looking at a new house on Cass avenne the other day and rubbing his hands and chuckling so gleefully that some one asked him if he had saved SSOO under the architect’s estimates. “Oh, that isn’t my house, but I was planning how I’d get even. ” “With whom?” “The owner. I’ve known him twenty years. We used to be the best friends in the world, but for the last seven years I’ve thirsted for revenge on him. Now I’m going to have it.” “How?” “He bought that lot not knowing that I own the next one. He’s building a home. He’s got it set back for a lawn, and he’s put on a bay window for a view up the street. Next week I begin building a cheap house to rent. I'll take the line between us for the south wall, and I’ll bring my front out ten feet nearer the walk. Eesult: Shut m—no air—no sunshine—no view—no redress—revenge! What’s the use of shooting or stabbing a man when you can hurt him worse l”—Detroit Free Press.