Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1878-05-16

nience, my dear, when a matter of S25
a week is at stake" said Mr.. Pensico,
with an air of superior wisdom.
But as the days wore on, and Messrs
Smith, Brown, and Jones began to feel
themselves more at home, matters be-
gan to be less pleasant to Mr.. Peter
Pensico.
my DEAR" said the paterfamilias to
his young wife, one day, " do you think
it is quite dignifed for you to be romp-
ing out on the lawn with those three
young men?"
Il wasn't romping," retorted Sylvia,
with pOut, that showed the coral curve
of her lip to the best advantage. II
was only playing croquet. You charged
me especially to try and make things
agreeable to the boarders. didn't YOUR
This was on Monday. On Tuesday,
Mrs. Pensico went fishing with the
three boarders. Pensico might have
gone too-perhaps-only that the boat
was capable of holding but four.
On Wednesday there was 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 Tomlinson, of the neighbor-
hood, formed an indispensable accom-
paniment.
On Friday Mr.. Brown undertook to
lay out Mrs. Pensico's 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 a
church ten miles away, in an elegant lit
tie buggy, with long-tailed horse.
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 out under the apple trees
with his arm around Sylvla's waist.
"Sir!" Numbered Mr.. Pensico.
"Eh?'' said the border.
Leave my premises" said the
grocer.
GIVE just paid weeks board in adj
vance suggested Mr.. Smith.
take back your wretched drossw
beloved Mr.. Pensico, f1inging a roll of
bills on the grass. GO! Depart! Lose
no time, and take those other two
young men with you. I'm sick Of
boardersw
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, Gas
for you, false wife"
"No; but is it honor bright about
the boarders ?" interrupted Mrs. Pensico,
with sparkling eyes.
" [ swear it by yonder cerulean bluew
said Mr.. PensicO, who had just been
reading est Elmo"
Certain sure?" said Mrs. Pensico.
"Certain sure!" said her husband.
In that case" said Mrs. Pensico, 81
may as well tell you now as any other
time, that John Brown and Ferdinand
Jones are my cousins, and that Charlie
Smith is my brother"
"Eh?" grasped Mr.. Pensico. "Was
twas it a conspiracy"
"They wanted board in the country"
said Mrs. Pensico, "and you wanted
boarders."
A heavy weight seemed to be lifted
from Mr.. Pensico's heart as he remem-
bered the arm around Sylvla's waist.
So it was only her brother. And little
Sylvia hadn't played the married flirt,
after ALL
Hetook his wife in his arms and gave
her a hearty kiss,
My DEAR" said he, "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
&c was determined to conquer him."
thought she, and I've done it"