Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1877-12-19

driving Mr.. Pensico and his wife to a
sofa bedstead in the back parlor.
Are we always to live SOP" PLAIN
lively demanded Mrs. Pensico.
"One shouldn't mind a little lncon-
venience, my dear, when matter OF
twenty-five dollars week is at stake"
said Mr.. Pensico with an air of superior
wisdom.
But as the DAYS wore on, and Messrs.
Jones, Brown and Smith began to feel
themselves more at home, matters
began to be less pleasant to Mr.. Peter
Pensico.
''My DEAR said the paterfamilias to
his young wife, one day, do you think
it quite dignified for you to be romplng
out on the lawn with those three young
men,
"Iwasn't romping," retorted Sylvia,
with pout, that showed the coral curve
of her lip to the very best advantage.
81 was only playing croquet. You
charged me especially to try and make
things agreeable to the boarders, didn't
you?"
This was on Monday. On Tuesday,
Mrs. Pensico went fishing with the three
boarders. Mr.. Pensico might have gone
oo-perhaps-only that the boat was
capable of holding but four.
On Wednesday there was a picnic up
the river, to which Mr.. Smith invited
Mrs. Pensico On Thursday, Mr. Jones
and Mr.. Brown had camp out" in
the woods, of which Mrs. Pensico and
one Miss TomHnson, of the neighbor-
hood, formed an indispensable accom-
paniment.
On Friday Mr. Brown undertook to
lay out Mrs. Pensicos verbena bed IN
true landscape gardening style. On
Saturday it rained, and Mr.. Jones, who
was considerable of an elocutionist, read
poetry alone to Mrs. Pensico, while she
darned the family hose. On Sunday
Mr.. Smith drove Mrs. Pensico to q
church ten miles away, in an elegant
little buggy. with long-tailed horse.
"This is getting intolerable," said Mr..
Pensico.
And he wished he hadn't written that
advertisement.
But this was nothing to his chagrin
on the next day, when he found Mr..
Smith sitting under the apple-trees with
his arm around Sylvia's waist.
"Sirr Numbered Mr.. Pensico.
?" said the boarder.
Leave my premises y said the
grocer.
1--WE just paid a weeks board in adj
vance," suggested Mr.. Smith.
FTake back your wretched dross !"
beloved Mr.. Pensico, fiinging roll Of
bills on the grass eco! Depart
Lose no time, and take those other two
young men with you. I'm sick Of
boarders."
And so the three young men departed.
When once the garden gate was closed
behind them, Mr.. Pensico elevated his
right arm Electrically in the air.
Never-never will receive another
boarder into my family" said he. T." As
for you, false wife"
No: but is it honor bright about
the boarders ?" interrupted Mrs. Pensico,
with sparkling eyes.
" [ swear it by yonder cerulian blue !"
said Mr.. Pensico, who had just been
reading "St. Elmo"
Certain sure?" said Mrs. Pensico.
''Certain sure !" said her husband.
''In that case" said Mrs. Pensico, Il
dS We tCll SOti INV do XII tiliAO
that John Brown and Ferdinand Jones
are my cousins, and that Charlie Smith
is my brother"
"Eh ?" gasped Mr.. Pensico. "Was
twas it a consp'rGcys'
"They wanted board in the country"
said Mrs. Pensico, land you wanted
boarders."
A heavy weight seemed to be lifted
from Mr. Pensico;s heart as he remem-
bered the arm around Sylvia's waist. So
it was only her brother! And little
Sylvia hadn't played the married firt,
after all
He took his wife in his arms and gave
her a hearty kiss.
MY DEAR" he said, "you're mis-
chievous little girl, but [ forgive you.
And [ guess we'll give up the boarder
business"
Which was all that Mrs. Pensico
wanted.
II was determined to conquer hin"
thought she, "and I've done it.