The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1885-11-26
A Desirable House.

An r. and Mrs. Laurence Frank
W lyn had got tired of life il
| S&Y3ys the country.
nSS or course, wild roses, straw
berries and cream, and the song o
blackblrds and linnets before dawn
we're very enchanting-but they haC
their balancing disagreables. Tn,
| gothic roof leaked under its braid
ed greenery of wisteria vines and
honeysuckle; the kitchen stood ar
inch deep in water whenever there
was trihe heavier rain than usu
al, and the half mile walk from the
depot, however enchanting foWery
time, gave Mr.. Franklyn jumping
neuralgia when traversed in a griz-
Fly equinoxial. The butcher for
got to call just when his wares were
needed most, the next-dool neigh
Dor charged little more than city
prices for his milk, eggs and butter,
and the cook and chambermaid left
at the end of the first month.
So that life in the rural districts
was not altogether without trials to
Mrs. Laurence FRANKLIN; and about
the time that New York houses
out into a harmless erysipelas of
bills having the legends, "To Let"
and "For Sale" she said to her
husband:
''Don't you think, dear, it would
be well enough for us to return to
the cityP'
Eyes, 1 do" said Mr.. Franklyn.
Miss Julia Lesiardi, Mrs. Frank
lyn's pretty eighteen-year old sister,
clapped her hands.
"Good goodp' said she. 'tNow
/ shall have some sort of chance at
morning concerts and the opera
again !'
And house hunting commenced in
good earnest. But it tagged after
the first edge of enthusiastic enter
PRISE was worn off. None of the
houses suited exactly. Mrs. Frank
lyn declared that it was of no use
wearing out ones shoe leather and
temper looking for what couldn't be
found. Mr. Franklyn said it was a
pity they hadn't found that out be-
fore. Mrs. Franklyn said that, as
far as she was concerned she would
just as soon stay where they were.
Mr.. Franklyn retorted that any
thing was better than an indolent
woman Mrs. Franklyn burst into
tears. Mr.. Franklyn went out of
the room, banging the door behind
him. Miss Lesiardi declared that
all men were brutes and that she
for one never intended to be mar
ried.
81 don't care" sobbed Mrs.
Franklyn. at was all Laurence's
fault taking this horrid, damp old
hole"
"Oh, Bee, how can you say SOP"
said Miss Lesiardi Mrs. Laurence
Franklyn's baptismal appellation
was Beatrix). "You were as wild
after it as he was"
"And," added Bee, ignoring this
interruption, ''If we have to live on
the grass under an umbrella 1 shall
make no further efforts"
Mr.. Franklyn said the same thing
and Miss Lesiardi was just making
up her mind to another season Of
frogs, damp kitchen and fresh eggs
at eight cents apiece, when Bee
came exultantly back from the city
one evening.
"Oh, Julia" cried she, "Pve seen
the sweetest little gem of housem
''Been house hunting, ehP' asked
Miss Lesiardi.
"Well-no, not exactly house
hunting, you know L wouldn't do
that after Laurence's shameful be-
haviorl But saw the bill and !
went in. Double parlors and fres-
coed dining-room in the rear; hot
and cold water, gas, range baths
everything, in short, and the hall
floor laid in those delighted mosaic
patterns of tesselated marble. The
neighborhood delightful, the park
handy"
"And the rentY' eagerly demand
ed Miss Lesiardi, with eyes like
blue moons.
"Only eighteen hundred ear"
"Oh," SAID Julia, "but isn't that
a great dealP'
mot when you consider the price
of houses in general. I'll go back
to morrow and secure it; but mind,
it's a secret. 1 don't want Laurence
to know that ] have taken any
4..,l,lo - f.ov J,;a ho&of,,1 vuOrHo ,,
81 don't quite believe in secrets
between husbands and wives" said
Julia. "But Of course I'll keep
your secrets.
Mrs. Franklyn had retired to bed
when her husband came home, Miss
Lesiardi, however, was up to pour
his tea.
"Well julia" said Mr.. Franklyn,
triumphantly, "Pve found the very
house we want"
Julia looked up with almost sa-
cred expression on her face.
"You haven't taken it, LaurenceT
mo; but shall tomorrow"
81 wouldn't do anything without
consulting Bee" pleaded Julia.
81 shall give her pleasant sur
prise" said Mr.. Franklyn, buttering
a muffin. Remember, Ju, this is
between you and me-"
"Oh, of course" said Julia, be-
ginning to feel little embarrassed
BY the amount of confidence repos-
ed in her.
Early next morning Mr.. Frank
lyn went to New York. Bee fol-
lowed in the next train, while Miss
Lesiardi breathlessly awaited the
crisis.
"We shall have to live in two
; houses, as sure as the world said
she to herself. 'What idiots thest
young people Eret'
Mrs. Franklyn returned rather
earlier than her sister had expected
her, with a bright face.
"Wellp" said Julia, breathlessly
"Ive agreed to pay two Thousand
year for it, said Mrs. Franklyn