The Newberry herald. [volume] (Newberry, S.C.) 1865-1884, 1880-11-03
Joanna, and tell him I'll be down

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puff, and read over for the last
time paragraph in the mornings
paper, which ran as follows:
WANrED.-By a young lady Of
education and experience, posi-
tion as housekeeper to a gentle
man of means. No trifers need
apply to Miss P, No. SO Nixon
street.
Dear me- said Miss Pepper
mint, chow my heart futters-for
surely this is crisis in my life.
How often does a housekeeper be-
come something nearer and dearer
to a gentleman Of susceptibility
and appreciation! l hope he is
fond Of poetry
She crossed the threshold with
tripping step. To her surprise
the apartment was empty.
Where is he, Joanna p said she,
looking around in dismay.
please, ma'am', faltered the
maid, j think he's an escaped
lunatic-for he's walking all
around the back kitchen, and
peerin' into the stationary wash
tubs, and mutterin' to hisself like
everything.'
'Ah!' said Miss Peppermint,
with a satisfied smile. Very nat
ural-quite so. He means to find
out what kind of a practical
housekeeper l am. A-hem here
he comes. Run, Joanna, there is
stove-blacking on the bridge Of
your nose and a hole IN your
stocking. A-hern ! Please to walk
in, sir to the middle-aged gen.
tleman who appeared on the
threshold, with his spectacles tip
ped over the bridge of his nose,
and his umbrella carried, javelin-
fashion, under his arm. L have
the pleasure of addressing-'
My name is JONES' said the
gentleman, brusquely. You are
the lady who
who, advertised ? Yes, said
Miss Peppermint, with a smiling
inclination of her head.
Then 1 wonder at you + emu
ciated Mr.. Jones.
'Sir!' said Miss Peppermint.
AS old as the hills said Mr..
Jones. All out of repair. Fifty
years old at the very least
'Sir!' calculated the lady, more
astounded than ever.
Truth is TRUTH said the gen
tleman. Not even decently paint
ed
painted p gasped Miss Pepper,
mint, instinctively remembering
the pearl powder.
'Rheumaticky, and full of fever
and ague!' energetically added
Mr.. Jones. "A tumble-dovn old
ruin! !
Sir, you insult me!' cried the
spinster, bristling up.
Then, madam, you shouldn't
obtrade your damaged wares be-
fore the public
1 was never 80 abused before in
my life faltered Miss Pepper
mint, wringing her hands.
It's high time somebody spoke
the TRUTH said Mr.. Jones.
Leave the house, sir 7 said Miss
Peppermint.
And welcome,' said Mr.. Jones
putting his hat belligerently on
the side Of his head, and shoulder.
ing his umbrella like bay onet
But first let me give you q little
advice. The next time you have
q house to let
But l haven't any house to let,
Indignantly interposed Miss Pa
melia.
! sEh q said Mr.. Jones.
And never had,' added the lady
breathlessly.
Isn't this house to let ?
Yes, but it isn't mine, and I've
nothing to do with it,
You said you advertised
so, l did, said Miss PAMELA
with difficulty keeping back hel
hysteric tears. But I wanted {
position as housekeeper, and
The middle-aged bachelor stoot
aghast, the full horror Of his sit
uation gradually breaking upol
him.
Madam be said, I beg you
pardon
Sir said Miss Peppermint
"there has been an unfortunat
misapprebension all around