Lewistown gazette. [volume] (Lewistown, Pa.) 1843-1944, 1862-05-07

and smoky atmosphere, was wofst Of sll
and Harry inwardly admitted that somehow
the house did not look as comfortable as
usual
There was fun the next morning making
up the beds. The milkman and baker had
valnly knocked for admittance, and finally
EetiEed In disgust, and the bachelors break
tasted off the stale bread left frosa the
nights feast, and the coffee black and sweet.
Every man clear up his own room
The order given, each started to obey.
Joe pulled off the clothes from his bed.
and having laid the bolster and pillow on,
proceeded to put on first blanket, next
spread, and finally the two sheets, finishing
eft the whole by putting himself on the top
to rest from his tolls. Minnie, after pull
ling all the clothes off one side in trying to
tuck them in en- the other, and then cor
rectlng the mistake by tucking them in on
the other side and pulling them off the first,
put his holsters OF oyer the pillow, and con-
cluded it would do. Charley merely smooth
ed his down, sagely observing that if he
pulled the things off he never could put
them on again. Harry and George, who
shared the same room, having followed
Charley's plan, put on an extra touch By
sweeping the room, and leaving a pile of
dust lying in the middle of the entry.
Three days experience convinced them
that bachelors cookery was slow starvation.
Steaks and coffee for breakfast were follow
ed by coffee and steaks for dinner, and both
for tea. Char'ey suggested that they
should have their meals sent from a restau-
rant
'All men cooks, SO we stick to the con-
tract, was his final observation.
The motion was seconded and carried by
a unanimous vote.
BY this time every dish, plate, napkin,
pot and pan in the house was dirty, and
jQyfully concluding that they wouldn't want
them any more, the gentlemen piled them
up in the kitchen sink, on the floor and ia.
BILE and left them.
Harry -itwas Georges yoice--1 haven't
got clean shirt
Nor l.
Nor [. ,
'No- L.
I've got one.'
Nor handkerchief, nor a collar, nor a
pair of stockings, Hor-'
Stop! I've weeks since Susy went, and
no washing day.
There was O dead silence
Who knows how to wash p
No answer.
live seen it done,' said one faint
voice, owned by Charley. You soap the
things and rub em on a board
Can anybody iron p
They all thought they gould manage that
part.
The kitchen was opened for the first time
for ten days. One cry burst from FIVE lips
Tables, chairs, floor, dresser, sink, were one
mass of reaches, collected by the greasy
dishes. They oyerran every place.
Shut the door. Now for it, cried George,
and dashed at the invaders Bedlam SEEM
ed to have broken loose. In reaching after
one of the CRITTERS Charley upset the table
Crash went the crockery. Screams of laugh
ter, cries of disgust, blows thick as hail,
comments on the heat, jokes, warnings few
about for an hour, and then the painting
party ceased from their labors, and viewed
sterRly the cold corpuses' of their foes.
4 scream from Minnie
There's one down my back p
George cried-Joe, there's one on your
hair
Don't mention it. Look at the fellow
on your shirt sleeve
A general stampede for the bath room
followed. ''
Lets wash up here
No sooner said than done. The soiled
clothes we're collected from all the rooms,
and the boards and soap brought up from
the kitchen.
Joe and Harry washed, blistering hands
and streaming foreheads testifying to their
eforts-Cold water required great deal
of rubbing, and somehow the things had
yellow tipge after all, as George rem ,rked
as he rung them out Minnie objecting to
going into the yard, hung them over the
chairs in the dining room and the banis-
ters in the entry as fast as George and
Charley wrung them out, Dinner time
came and found them still at work. Din
ner eaten, the dishes carried off by the
waiter from the restaurant, they changed
places, and the washers wrung and hung
up, while the others washed.
Six o'clock saw the last shirt hanging
in damp limpness over the parlor chande-
lier; the handkerchiefs waved from the
mantlepiece, and the stockings dangled
from the bars of the Canterbury.
'They always iron the next day, so they
can dry in the night said Harry,
After another slaughter of reaches in the
morning the fire was lighted, the irons put
on, and the clothes collected, rough, dry,
for the final touches. Every man bad WIS.,
ions of smooth, clean linen to repay him
for his unaccustomed efforts. Such is hope!
Charley took the first step. Planting
his iron ON the front of q shirt a smell