The Grenada gazette. (Grenada, Miss.) 1885-18??, 1886-02-27
LIFE IN A FLAT.
Tale of the Miss" Who Hated
Public Demonstrations.

When the HarriSons decided to move
from their pretty, Suburban-looking
cottage in the upper part of the city
into a flat downtown, because it would
be nearer to Mr.. Harrisou's business,
several reasons why they should not
have decided were Immediately dis
covered. Mrs. Harrison was certain
that there We're no ministers down
town who could compare with Doctor
Barron, and that she couldn't enjoy
them if there We're. Ollie, the elder
daughter, was afraid that Charley Mat
son, who lived around the corner.
could not continue to call five evenings
in a week, as was his present habit;
and her father was fearful that the
rather small parlor of their new abode
would not take the place Of their pleas
ant little porch for smoking and ru-
minating on warm spring evenings.
But Jessie, who was barely out of
school, was eagerly enthusiastic con-
corning the fiat. She was positive that
OF all the charming places to live, a
flat must be the most charming; and
she could hardly wait to get into one.
Had it not been for Jcssie's contagious
good spirits. the Harrisons would have
been inclined. at the end of their first
week of t1"at-life, to move back uptown
without further ado.
They had begun to despair of ever
becoming accustomed to a fiat. Mr..
Harrison, being forgetful, was freshly
startled every evening when the door
opened by apparent magic in response
to his ring. But Jessie, by repeated
explanations, convinced him that, 50
far from being a spiritual manifesto
ton, it was the direct result of a small
brass handle attached to the kitchen
wall. Ollie, whose hour of rising was
not Of the earliest, was disturbed every
morning by the whistle of the ~janitor
up the dumb-waiter shaft, and the con-
sequent sending down of ashes on the
part of the girl. But Jessie grew elo-
quont over the extreme desirability of
this arrangement. Mrs. Harrison,
whose tastes were quiet, vas annoyed
at meeting people IN the hall and
hearing them on the stairs. But Jessie
defended these sights and sounds as
being remarkably pleasant and socia-
BILE. She herself, however, had one
aust Of disturbance. She drew Ollie
close to the hall door, one morning,
with her finger raised.
"There-listen!' she whispered. ats
the gentleman on the floor above. It's
just the same every morning
A quick step was coming down stairs.
At their foot it paused, while a femi-
nine voice called down sweetly:
''Good-bye, Willy. Be home early
be sure
And a manly voice responded cheer
fully.
''I'll be on hand. Good-bye!" and
the hall door closed upon tho speaker.
"They 60 through with all that every
said Jessie, disgustedly. "And
once or twice I've heard her call him
dear-yes, actually! If there's any
hing | abhor, it's the public demon
itration of young married couplcs!"
The concluded with q shudder. She
to the windsw hastily, closed
he blinds and pecped through the
.
.'Yes, he doesn't look. more than
wenty-four," she announced. "They
probably haven't been married long.
'ut that's no excuse-not the slightest. :
for that immense thing!" she ,
dded scornfully, as she watched the !
all figure to the corner. ,
That afternoon Jessie went uptown \
D call on several of "the girls" and s
eturned at four, having had the best h
ind of a time. She had gone first to a
lamie Dukes, and Mamie had gone s
YER to Cora Bradley's with her. and Il
icy had all gone on to Myra Sellwin's, ii
here Jessie had entertained them
it'll a vivid description of the flat, and ST