The aegis & intelligencer. [volume] (Bel Air, Md.) 1864-1923, 1878-08-30

Mr.. Trevelyan, who lives on Court street,
has had trouble already, with his garden.
hose. Since the introduction of the Holly
Water system, it has been the delight of
Mr.. TrGvelyan to turn himselfinto pipe
man at sunset, and with his garden hose
sprinkle the thirsty street with the clear,
cool waters OF the mighty Mississippi
Miss Norah Donavan, a young lady who is
connected with the culinary department of
Mr.. Trevelyan's house, and is superinten-
dent OF dormitories and general overseer of
carpets, had often watched, as her duties
would permit, this process ofcooling down
the streets at even-tide, and she had been
heard to wish that this duty might be en-
trusted to her. She finally framed her
wish in Il direct petition, and last evening
she entered upon the active duties of her
new office.
When Miss Donavan took the nozzle
from the hands of her master, it was point
ed almost directly at the middle of the
street, and Miss Donavan conscientiously
retained it in this position, while her whole
frame was convulsed with delight. Pres
emily there came dashing down the street,
in light, open phaeton, two happy young
people. In vain the male young person
shouted, iii, there, say, turn her off !"
and in vain the female young person
shriekcd and cssaycd to hide behind Il par
asol no larger than water lily. Miss
Donavan only stared at them and wonder
ed if peradventure they might be crazy,
and when they passed through the torrent
they came out on the other side, very sad,
very silent and very damp, not to say limp.
Then the gentleman who lives next door
came out and called to her as he approach
ed intending to instruct her how to shut
off the deluging stream or turn it aside
when any one approached. But Miss Don
ovan, hearing him call her name, said
"Sorr ?" and turned about and faced him
with the nozzle doing its level best, wide
open and fire pressure on. He turned
with the first shot and fled for his own
door the cooling stream following him ev-
cry inch of the way, like an angel of mercy
in disguise. But by the time he reached
his own door, he was so thoroughly
drenched that his suspenders mildewed.-
| Then a North Hill street car came rafting
| down. an open, summer car, just crowded
with people coming in from a pic mic at
Sunnyside, and when they heared the
driver shout, and then dodge, and then
swear, they saw their fate and Miss Dono-
van, and just howled, and walled, and
screamed, and tried to get behind each
other, and crept under the seats, and some
of them even jumped off the car, and all
Of them, by their frantic gestures, wild
shrieks and singular behavior, impressed
Miss Donovan with the idea that they were
dreadfully drunk. The street car passed
on, and when it was beyond the line of
Mr.. Trevelyan's garden stream, the dryest
man in that car could have put out con-
tlagration by simply leaning back against
the house that was burning, and before the
| car reached the next corner there were
| four well-defned suits for damages fixed
up against Mr.. Trevelyan.
BY this time, Miss Donovan was pretty
thoroughly convinced that the manipula-
ton of a garden hose required that broad
| Judgment and liberal education, and
shrewd insight into men and motives, that
belong only to the aristocratic classes, and
she determined to resign her position
forthwith She went into the hall, carry
ing the nozzle with her, and spreading des-
ofation and dismay wherever she vent
"Whistl' she shouted, as the torrent
drenched the hat rack. "Murther !" she
howled when it knocked the globe off the
hall lamp. "Misther Threvelyan /" she
shrieked, "where in the wide world is the
shopper 2" And then she bent over the
irrepressible nozzle and essayed to stop it
with her finger. The howl of dismay that
followed this attempt brought the startled
family up into the hall, and in less than
three minutes every seat in the house was
taken, standing room all gone, and the
play declared a success Darlington Hack
eye.