The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1878-03-14
A FEW BoARDER
Br nrrls Yonnrsr onAvrs.

"My dear" said AIR. Peter Pensico, to his
wife, "don't you think Il would DO q good
ilea for us to tako = few boardsrs?"
'.BoGrdors!" echoed Mrs. Peter PenIico.
''wkRt for I"
To turn an homes. penny, my dear, said
AIR. Pcnsico.
''Pshaw !" said Mrs. Pensico.
Times are hard" said Mr.. Pensieo.
"But you've got money enough" retorted
his wife, with a toss of her curly bend.
Sylvia, /" said MIR. Peusico, grsvely, ''do
you know that nobody ever has money
nough 2"
NO" said Mrs. Pensico, Smelling away
with great vigor at the pan of lima beans
IN her Imp. II don't know anything of tho
sort"
Just think how nice it would sound, said
MIR. Peter Pensico, with his eyes half closed
md his head on one side, Select board for n
few gentlemen, in q cottage on tho Hudson
dine Neutrality-suspicious. shade
milk and vegetAbles-terms moderate. l
think l SEQ it now in the columns of the
paper"
me,!' said Mrs. Pensico, raining down the
emerald shower Of lima beans ut a double
quick rate.
80 l did, my dear-so l did, responded
ler husband. But Why shouldn't we please
d few select boarden too?"
Mr.. Pensico was n retired grocer. 'fat
aud forty. " if not fair" Mrs. Pensico ahd
teen Il prettyward school teacher, full twenty
yrars younger than her husband, who had
t.l4rdcd at the same house with the dealer in
nuts, spices and moist sugars.
Love is like the whooping cough, a more
iaugorous disease the older you grow. Mr..
i.rrsico took it very hard-soh hard, indeed,
:iuat he married Sylvia Smith at the end of a
.nrtnighi's acquaintance and took her to live
~ Il pretty little cottage on the Hudson.
you are a Jewel my dear" said Mr.. Peter
PeuSico; and mean to place you in an APP
ropriato setting"
iiut as the confiagrption of his young love
led into u more steady ard uneven flame,
anPrusico's old spiritof thrift arose within
IA. Love in n cottage was all very charm
~ Int the wages of cook. chambermaid
III handy man counted up amazingly at the
ind of the month. A COW grazing in tn
meadow was picturesque, to be sure but tn
r-ed-bills were something to shudder at
sylvia in white muslin was IN adorable OBJ
fsct but IL sometimes occurred to AIR. Pen
>ieo's pertuybed brain that calicoes woulc
LaSelbsen more economical, viewed from the
Landress' standpoint In short, Love anc
: fcouomywere at daggers drawn in the noble
soul OF the ex-grocery man.
Ion I you thluh IT'S u bOOu lueh. my
love ?" persisted Mr.. Pensico, brushing a fly
away from tht circular bald spot on the toy
Ut his head.
NO. l don't " said Mrs. Pensico.
But why not 2"
''Idou't like the idea of keepinga tavern"
rstorted the bride.
''AIy dear" said Mr.. Pensico, 'you exng.
gerat-. A few select boarders-"
"A few select idIlesticks - interrupted
Sirs. Pensico, AS she rose up, fiinging the
iiGa bean pods all over the floor.
Mr.. Pensico looked Mt his wife with Il calm
ami speculative eye.
She don't like baardcrs," pondered he.
rAnd she don't like TO submit, as a wife
= shorld, TO her husbands authority. Good
i'll enforce both questions. or III know the
= ason why"
And Mr.. Peter Pensico sat down to write
the advertisement whose glowing periodshad
been floating ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS through
his brain for the last five or ten minutes.
Il teOn't tax boarders, ~ said Sylvia.
''My dear said Peter, you will do just
bre-cisely-as l think best
Wen see!" cried out Mrs. Pensico.
"A woman ought TO be proud to have an
"~pportuniiyof helping her husbandon in the
~.rid'' olaeulariy observed Mr.. Pensico.
Il believe the richest people in the world
are always the meauest, said Sylvia, with a
Jerk OF her frCtty Dfown cLrls,
Economy, my dear-economy 80 saiI Mr..
Pepsico. Take care of the pence, and the
pounds will take care of themselves A
penny saved is a penny earned Money
. uiakes money,
And Mrs. Pensico, fairly overwhelmed by
this cataract of proverbs, ceased her u~layaii.
ing circumstances. After all, what good
would they do?
Poor little Sylyiawas beginningto compre.
lend that marrying a rich old screw Was moi
'he shortest way to perfect happiness.
But u woman defied becomes a woman
dangerous, aud Mrs. Peter Pensico deter.
mined that she would not be conquered.
Four days after the appearance of the I'D.
Nssrtisement which cost 80 much time and
pains. three young gentlemen applied fol
board.
Nr. Pensico assumed a magisterial aspect.
Ten dollars Il week is my fixed price,
aid be- but rs there are three of you, don't
hino saying twenty-five dollars"
And on these terms Messrs. Smith, Brown
and Jones bec~aneposessors of the three best
bedrooms of the cottage driving Mr.. Pensicc
and his wife TO u sofa beadstead in the bacl
parlor.
Are we always to live so:" pleintivelyde.
iaanded Mrs. Pensico.
'Ona shouldn't mind q little Inconvenience
mydear. when a matter Of twenty five dollar,
a 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 them
selves more ct home, matters began TO b.
less pleasant 10 Mr.. Peter Pensico.
MY dear" said the pater .fdsnihas TO hi
Young wife, one dsy, do you think it ii
qnate digniied for you to be romping out OF
the lawn with those three young men
II wasn't romping, retorted Sylvia, with
u pout, that showed the coral curve Of hen
lip to the very best advantage. II was only
playing cro,quet; You eharged.me especial,
boarders. didn't YOU Pr