The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-03-01
aIsn'. there anybody in the house


 "lt's such very deep area, or would drop over and get it myself-but then don't see how to get out again." he said. lreplied, :. but can't go down tonight for it,
 II should be brute to ask you, ma am" he said, politely now, and here could see he raised his hat to me of course could no, tell who was in the house, or whether it might not be easy to get my umbrella-which really value very much. assure you, it's an um- brella which-but am very sorry to have disturbed you. will call in the morn ing. Thank you. Good night"
 And away the gentleman strode, turn ing up the collar of his coat above his ears as he went on down the street. closed the window, set my muller aside, and in another moment should have been in my humble couch again, when Rat-a-tat- a-tat-a-tat-a-tat-a-tat-a- Bang once more aroused the echoes of the ncighborhood, but brought no po- liceman to the rescue or any anxious in quirers from the windows. except myself, who, once more enwrapped, and this time trembling with indignation, was minute afterward in my old position facing the dangers and inconvenience of the gale, and looking down once more at the ig- ure below me, standing in his old posi- ton on the brink of the deep gutter in the roadway.
 beg your pardon again very much I-l am awful sorry to be such nuisance but really don't know where an,' he cried, rattling on with great volubility. haven't the least idea, and the streets arc all alike. and am quite a stranger to this part of the world, and am afraid l shan, know this house from any other in the dayligh, Might l jus, trouble you for the address?'
 .prossiter street, called down to him.
 Il thank you very much. Boshington street.
 "Prossiter street." screamed.
 prossitor--a thousand thanks and apologies. And what number, ma am, may ask ~
 :" No. io.'
 |" I am very much obliged to you," he bawled forth II am exceedingly in- dcbted would not have troubled you in this way if the umbrella had not been"
 But would not listen to any further explanation ; he had already said iha, he set great store by the umbrella and did not want to hear that fact again with the rain coming down like water-spout and the wind blowing every way at once, closed the window summarily and cut short his volubility, and the ins,an, after ward heard him running along toward New Oxford street as if to make up for lost time, or 10 oveItake passing cab of which he had probably caught sight,
 IL was some time before l could get to sleep after so lengthy q discussion under such peculiar circumstances. was an noyed at the mans perinacity concern ing his trumpery umbrella. his indiffer- ence to time, and the personal inconven- fence 10 which he exposed people by his unreasonable request, and lay in con- siderable fear of his third return and an- other series of questions at the top of his lungs. But he came not again, and dropped of to sleep d, last. and was troubled by dreams of iempes,s. and tor nadoes. and white squalls carrying away whole crosses of umbrellas. Ill Sarah knocked al the panels O. my door with her customary information that lt was haii-past six o'clock.
 was ptrforoe an early riser. There was great deal 10 superintend. and my parlor floor was gentleman connected with Ine railway goods lia;i.e tic paitiuvT.t who was always getting up early and go. ing to business and letting himself in again with his latch-key about seven in the morning, when he expected breakfast ready. and ate il walking about the room as iule, preparatory to running away again in hot haste. l should have con- sidered MT. Goode an irritable lodger if It had not been for the angelic contrast that he afforded to Captain Choppers. As Il was, he seemed only little bit iussy and precise. which was attributable chiefly to his lot in life. MT. Goode was widower with two sons a, boarding school; and if those boys had lived ard died at ooarding-school instead of com- ing home twice year for the holidays, think Bridget and Sarah would have re- Joiced exceedingly.
 that morning if he could speak with Miss | .NSstu oStotC nc lCii, duu went up stars at once to see him. He was walking abou, with his mouth full. and a slice of bread and butter in his hand. That was dreadful noise las, night. Miss Neild," he began couldn't ge, wink of sleep. The captain, suppose. again! l must certainly ask you in my name to present my compliments to him. ] and-'
 " It was not Captain Choppers,
 Indeed? No? Well, thought 1 heard his voice. said Mir Goode, very much disappointed.
 There was no homogeneousness be tween NIT. Goode and Captain Choppers -i may say even ,ha, there were times when they hated and loaihed each other.
 He's beggarly upstar, civilian, mad am, the captain would ro.r in excited moments; and !" He captain ,"' Mir. Goode would say with wi,hering e n,emp, Captain of penny steamboat once. perhaps nothing more"
 But to my strange story.
 !" \ gentleman dropped his umbrella