McCook weekly tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 188?-1886, 1884-11-13
sert an advertisement in the dailies for

Every laudible of her, I am sure, :"
said Mrs. Lonsdale, with yawn.
Suppose you were to go there for a
few weeks before the Saratoga season
opens?" suggested Mr.. Lonsdale.
.'You can't very well stay here while
the painting and repairs are going on. !"
81 don't know that can endure that
sort of living" said Mrs. Lonsdale,
obviously.
"Mary Dirk used to be the best house.
keeper l ever knew" answered her
husband.
'Do you suppose she will take me
cheap"
81 should imagine So"
So Mrs. Lopsdale wrote a patroniz-
ing letter to her husbands cousin, be-
speaking the best room.
But when she got to Moon Mountain
there was only one little square room
left. The fame of the Black Spring
| had gone forth in all directions, and a
newspaper editor had promulgated an
article praising the delicious pine-scent-
ed air and well populated trout brooks
| of the mountain, and the consequence
| was that the farm house was full,
"But this room is too small" said
Mrs. Lonsdale fretfully as she looked
around.
cts all I have left said Mrs. Dirk,
land l could have let it half dozen
times over if it hadn't been reserved
for you, Cousin Naomi"
you'll take me at reduction from
the usual prices, l supposed" said Mrs.
| Lonsdale.
Il shall charge you just what charge
| everybody else, neither more nor less, p"
answered Mrs. Dirk.
''But I'm relative pleaded Mrs.
Lonsdale.
"What good does that do me?" said
the widow, fixing her blue eyes full on
Mrs. Lonsdale. "My terms for room
of this size are thirty shillings week"
''But that is too much" whined Mrs.
| Lonsdale.
"How much did you expect to payp"
asked Mrs. Dirk with curious sparkle
in her eyes.
Sin this wilderness here" said Mrs
Lonsdale, ''twelve shillings would be-
eff those are your ideas we never
shall come to TERMS" said Mrs. Dirk
"But if you are really cramped for
money"
my dear Mrs. Dirk said the rich
mans wife, ''you have no idea of the
perpetual demands on us for money"
Il will take you for twenty-five shill-
ings," Mrs. Dirk completed her SEN
tence as if the other had not spoken.
And the bargain was completed.
Mrs. Lonsdale had not been in the
house a week before she took her hus-
bands cousin severely to task.
''That horrid. old mar in the faded
olive-green suit has the best room in
the house, she said. ssThe very best"
EYES," said Mrs. Dirk, she is nv
mothers uncle. He was always very
good to my poor husband"
''But I'm told he only pays half
price?''
''That is my affair." said Mrs. Dirk.
'sBut is it true?" insisted Mrs. Ions
dale.
eyes, it is true" confessed the widow.
''He is very old, and can't go up and
down stairs, so of course he must have
the first-foor room.'
''But he hasn't any property"
''He owns Garage Farm across the
mountains" said Mrs. Dirk, ''but no.
body will rent of him because the land
is so rocky, and the farm house was
burned down last fall when there were
so many fires in the woods. Beyond
that he has nothing
Mrs. Lonsdale curled her lip.
''Such impudence," said she. ssNo-
!, .;crI,{ TO 70 !,
of age without having laid up some lit
tie provision for the future
81 was thinking" said Mrs. Dirk,
''that perhaps Cousin Mortimer Ions
dale wonld contribute little something
to his support, as we are equally re-
lated.''
'.You may be very sure that he will
not" said Mrs. Lonsdale, with empha-
sis.
Every WE'LL" said Mrs. Dirk calmly.
''He shall never want while can help
him."
The very next week, however, old
Mr.. Darrow was found dead in his arm
chair. And by will he had left every
thing he possessed to his grand-niece,
Mary Dirk!
81 wish you Joy OF Garage FARM"
chuckled Mrs. Lonsdale .Of course
you have to pay taxes on it, so it will
absolutely be money out of pocket"
cit was all he had to give" said
Mrs. Dirk.
Meanwhile the family were prosper
ing. Sarah was engaged to marry a
thrifty young farmer of the neighbor-
hood. Helen was earning a good liv-
ing.
Lizzie was contemplating the setting
up of a small milliner's shop on her own
accountant Rosie was in high favor
at Millingham place.
Even Mrs. Lonsdale admitted that
her grave French cook could not excel
the Syllabus, creams, delicate cakes
and delicious buildings which these
young damsels compounded, with the
help of new-laid eggs and country