The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1884-06-07

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-Argonaut
BY the Lake.
.'Whatl" said Mrs. Haven, almost in
a shrek.
cit is true," said her husband.
"They are coming to visit us-every
one of 'em. My sister Caroline, because
the Scarborough hotels are too intoler-
able hot for endurance; Cousin Her
bert Haller, because he is an aesthetic,
and wants to study nature from level
heretofore untrodden; Mrs. Johnson,
because the children don't get well
alter the whooping cough; Aunt Sadie,
on account of a difficulty with her
landlady on the subject of poodle dogs ;
and Uncle jerks, because he has
never visited us, and wants to know
what my wife is like"
"Dear me-" family gasped Mary
Haven, looking around the pretty sit
ting room, draped in pink chintz, fra
grant with fresh flowers, and decorated
with gilt bird cages and Kensington en-
broidery; what am l to do ?"
"Do?" repeated her husband, who
was intent on clipping off the end of his
cigar, so that it should draw satisfacto-
rily. "There is but one thing to do
let 'em come"
"All at oncef"
eyes, all at once.'
"And l with only one girl, and the
thermometer at ninetyin the shade, and
the painters in possession of the second
story" Historically cried the lady.
"Couldn't be a better combination of
circumstances, my DEAR" said he.
81 don't believe these people care q
straw about seeing me-" said Mrs.
Haven ready to burst into tears.
"Neither do l." said her her husband
"It's only on account of their conve
nience, the hot weather, and the high
prices at the hotels" added Mrs.
Haven.
"Hugh, I've great mind to commit
suicide
"Don't do that, my DEAR" said Mr..
Haven. 81 can suggest better plan.
1 was just thinking, do you know"
"Of telegraphing to the city for new
force of servants, box of provisions,
half dozen cots, with hair mattresses
and bedding to match?" eagerly inter
rupted the lady.
"Nothing of the Sort" interrupted
Mr.. Haven, serenely eyeing the distant
landscape through the amethyst rays of
cigar smoke, "of moving"
"Moving Hugh? ?''
To the 1flt1c CottagC " the isiNe,''
Mr.. Haven explained.
"Only for few days, merely on &C
count of repairs at the house.
"Paint upsets my digestion, and the
sound of carpenters hammering sets my
teeth on edge.
"Besides. Hodge, the contractor, can
work good deal faster if we're all out
of the way" u
"But, Hugh, the cottage is nothing
on earth but camping-out place, with
board floors and not particle of plaster
or paint about it," demonstrated Mary
ssWhat of that, my love7" said the
imperturable husband.
"Our friends don't come, as take it.
to admire fresco and gliding, but to en-
joy our society,""
"They'll think we live there always,
said Mrs. Haven with corrugated brow
"That is precisely what | wish then
to think, my dear"
"Oh!" said Mrs. Haven.
"You follow my meaning ?"
-think-I begin-to," said she
with an amused light beginning te
sparkle in her eyes.
eyes, dear, perhaps it would be
| good plan to move-just while the re
pairs are in progress.
And she hurried upstairs to pack
few necessaries at once.
The cottage by Windermere was no
an imposing edifice.
There was plenty ofroomin it, such a
it was, but the floors were of rude pin'
boards, the windows were undraped
and the furniture was such as was adapt
ed merely to the wants of camping par
ties who were prepared to rough it afte
the most primitive fashion, and whel
Mrs. Caroline Montague Prout drov'
up to the door in a break heavily ladel
with trunks, she stared through he
gold eyeglasses in most ridiculou
manner at the rude porch, the shutter
less windows and the unpainted woodel
settees on the grass.
"This isn't The Solitudes !" she said
"Drive on, man! You have mad
a mistake"
"This 'ere's where Lawyer Haven
folks live," said the man, leisurely chew
ing straw.
"Guess it's enough of Solitude t.
suit anybody"
"I thought it was picturesque cot
tage," said Mrs. Montague Prout, IL
accents of the keenest disappointment
But at this moment Mrs. Haven hur
ried to the door.
81 think you must be my husband
sister Caroline" said she, graciously
"Do come in"
"But where are the trunks to 60 ?
said the fashionable widow, who dazzle'
the eyes of the Scarborough world wit
her numerous changes of toilet durin
the last fortnight.