Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1881-11-03
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TITS true" said her husband.
They're coming to visit us-every one
of 'eml My Sister Zuleima, because
the Saratoga hotels are too intolerably
hot for endurance; Cousin Herbert
Haller. because he is an aesthetic, and
wants to study nature from level
hitherto untrodden Mrs. johnson,
because the children don't recuperate
after the whooping- cough Aunt Sadie,
on account Of difficulty with her land
lady on the subject of poodle-dogs T; and
Uncle jerks, because be never has
visited us and wants to know what my
wife is likep'
Dear mer' family gasped Mary
Haven, looking around her pretty sit
ting-room, draped in pink chintz,
fragrant with fresh flowers, and decora-
ted with gilt bird-cages, water color
sketches and Kensington embroidery !;
"what am I to do ?"
s'Do 2" repeated her husband, who
was intent on clipping off the end of
his cigar so that it should ssdraw" salts
factorily. s'There is but one thing to
do-let 'em come"
ssAlI at once p
Eyes, all at once"
''And with only one girl, and the
thermometer at ninety in the shade, and
the painters in possession ofthe secoai
story |" hysterioally cried the lady.
Couldn't be better combination Of
circumstances, my DEAR" said Mr..
Haven.
81 don't believe these people care a
STRAW about seeing me-" said Mrs.
Haven, ready to burst into tears.
'sNeither do /, said her husband.
TITS only on account of their con-
venience, the hot weather and the high
prices at the hotels" added Mrs. Haven.
Hugh. I've great mind to commit
suicideP'
ssDon't do that, my dearl" said Mr..
Haven. 81 can suggest better plan.
I was just thinking, do you know"
''Of telegraphing to the city for a
new force of servants, box of provi-
sions from Minardi's. and half a dozen
cots, with hair mattresses and bedding
to match ?" eagerly interrupted the
lady.
ssNothing of the sort ~ said Mr..
Haven, serenely eying the distant land
scape through the amethyst rays of
cigar smoke. "Of-moying."
ssMoving, Hughg'
ITO the little cottage by the lake"
Mr. Haven explained. "Only for a
few days, merely on account of the re-
pairs at the house. Paint upsets my
digestion, and the sound Of carpen-
ter's hammer sets my teeth on edge.
Besides, Hodge, the contractor, can
work deal faster if we're all out OF the
way"
s'But, Hugh, the cottage is nothing
on earth but camping g-out place, with
board floors, and not a particle of plaster
or paint about it" demonstrated Mary.
"What Of that, my loveY said The
fpperturbable husband. :sOur friends
don't come, as take it, to admire fresco
ard gliding, but to enjoy our society,"
They'll think we live there always, !"
said Mrs. Haven, with corrugated brow.
"That is precisely what I wish them
to think, my dear"
s'Ohl'' said Mrs. Haven.
"You follow my meaning ?"
ST think -begin-to," said she,
with an amused light beginning to
sparkle into her eyes. eyes, dear,
perhaps it would be good plan to
mo7e-just while the repairs are in
progress"
Z. md she hurried upstairs, to pack a
few necessaries at once.
The cottage by Wiscomac Lake was
not an imposing edifce. There was
plenty of room in IT, such as it was but
the floors were of rude pine boards, the
windows were undraped, and the furni
ture was such as was adapted merely to
the wants of camping parties who were