Arizona weekly enterprise., 1881-11-05
TIE H3usE ClEaglge,

Mir. Walter Ammidon laid his knife and fork down with gesture of absolute despair.
 Mot going to clean house again Mrs. Benedict! Why, It seems as if w.. ha'i only just rrcoverel from the dre d. tul tearing up proc ss of la sp1ng l"
 Mrs -3enetict slowly dropped four lumps of sugar into his coffee, the handed it to him. utterly regardless of the misery in his face.
 "' Dread ul Tearing up !'-that's per feet nonsense, Mr. Anmitlon. Asif vou were very much inconveniencea lat May whil' the ca pets were up and tue curtains down and the pain ing goin.: on. Of c'turse 1 stiall clear; It's my habit, and has been for twen-y od years.
 Mir. Ammidon gave little sroan at the sal fSte that awaited him-tiat awaited all ba helors in bcarli Q h us > in the shape of several consecut.v. q d.ys of bare hoors anl tle odor of snap !: Of cod dinrers oi'eu wherev.r it wa, convenient to Set th- dining table: of Mrs. Bens ict in a chronic st te of bus. tle and ci ossue>s. amt the servants, i,n pndtnt, tired. aud sulky; of wi,le-ope.i doors and windows where the diaughts tore through.
 He was Il gentleman, how yer, Mr. Ammi on was. a q so repressed his nl temper and disgust an mental maledic tlons that house clean ng was q pnr malicious instIgation of his s .tilniv majesty for the torment uf mankind.
 We'll he SD nice and s veet ant of1a,, 1Tr, liak
 hUrrible cheeiiu ness, land I've i,eal tliaRing that iii have your rooms newly pap red, Mir. Ammilon. I'm sLrs yoa'li . like that.
 ''Very much--when it is done, ma dan."
 And he cut his meal short and ru~heu ont of doors into th cool, fresh October MT.
 ''Ah, bah I can already experience tue ayonivs of last spring Gooi heaveni tne wamal must b. made oi cast-iron to attempt such siege again It IS no w:rndt I her husband died if hr. suff red two attacks of h1use-cleaning a year, and shalt die or To V crazy un- less leave her-but suppose all wom- en are equally idiotic.
 A groan of genuine misery broke from his lips as he s rode along, Il Ina, i,mmed over his eyes-very un ike the handsome gentleman he r. ally was, with his frank, cheery face and pleasant mouth, with the wnite, even teeth, aud the half-curiing, thick dark ha r, ane the grave, inte .ligent eyes, r~nt nothIDt could ruff, as the idea of Mrs. Bene cts semi-annu tearing up = courteou', refined, genial gentleman whom society found d puzzle becaus:' ..i his persistent bachel rIoud. when II 1 kn-w If at least half dozen women would have jumped at the faintesl chance of an offer of m rriage from | who him> elf wond red why he nd had fallen in luve-and whom pretty tle Mrs. Baldwin, the blue-eyed, bio2da( Iuircd widow, with no incnmlrance, g 1 house ot her own. and an income oi S3,000 year, often felt quite piqued with that he was so very uulmpre essible.
 So Mr. Ammilon sbrude along, d. most mechanically turaing corners. his pace gradually growing slower, and then all at once he heard the brilliant tone, 1 of D arO as some skille.l hands played and, looking mp. found himself in from of a warmly lighte l, ciIe"rv, hospitLblt huuse-the very house where Mrs. Bes sic Baldwin livrd.
 fhe ,ontra>t was so strikingly vivit between the p.ctures in his imagination that he invountarily pans ,d--one. the picture Of the way Mrs. B nediri', boarding house woui7 To k II, xt day l the other oi how Mrs. Baldwin egan ltte home always appeared when hs ct led there and as iJ appeared nov through the lace rrrtains-qu.et, warm ho piralf!e, inviting.
 And like revelation from heaven i came 10 liin-an idea, a determinatiol that was % strong, so reSiatless that h' W. ked forthwith up Mrs. E rldwil' front steps and rang the door be l, won ,'ering US he did why the music la, ceased and where t;i4 layer In go
 ''Pll marry her she'll have me, alI' then w-'l see how ulanv tim AS a ', d the house 1 ciaaned tltat IS. if
 Then the door p ned ana the mai, inv!t him into the pllnr. with the ill formation that Mrs Btldw,n had ju- run into neig' ,bor's hy the sile gate, tut would be ha.k directly if tn, 6
 ;hii,l WAS hetter she la gone to see.
 MT. Ammnion ens eI h nlse f the easi st char in tile room-a grem, d,ep. wi.le, cushioned affair that wa .irawn mp hv the little low Iablo unde the chan fer.
 ''Bl,-s her pretty blue eyes Gn to SC sick ch,ld; I lIk that-i ike
 What 8 hles>ing tlat It occurred to m to offer raYsalt to such Q good hearted