Devils Lake inter-ocean. (Devils Lake, Ramsey Co., Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1905, 1888-01-14

But I would not listen to any further ex.
planation; he had already said that he set
great store by the umbrella, and I did not
want to hear that fact again with the rain
coming down like a waterspout, and the wind
blowing every way at once. I closed the
window summarily and cut short his volu-
btity, and the instant afterward I heard him
running along towards New Oxford street as
II to make up for lost time, or to overtake a
passing cab Of which be had probably caught
sight.
It was some tina before 1eould ct to sleep
after % lengthy . discussion under such ps-
culiar circumstancA Twas annoyed At ths
mans p~erttnacity concerning his trumpsey
umbrslla, his indifference to time, and the
per5oual tn~couvenience to which be expoeed
people by his unreasonable request, and I lay
In considerable fear Of his third return and
another ssries Of questions at the top Of his
lungs. But he came not again, and I dropped
OF to sleep at last, and was troubled by
DREAMS Of tempests and toxnadoes, and white
squalls carrying away whole crosses Of UNI
brsllas, until Sarah Knocked at the panels Of
my door with her customary information
that it was $50 o'clock.
was psrforce an early rissr. There wa
great deal t superintend, and my parlor
door was . gentleman connected with the
railway goods traffic department. who was
always getting up early and going out to
business ana letting himself in again with his
latch key about z In the morning, whom he
expected breakfast ready, and ate it walking
about the room, as q rule, preparatory to
running away again in hot haste. should
have considered Mr.. Goods On irritable
lodger II it had not been for The angelic con-
trast thai he afforded to Capt. Choppers. Az
1t was, he seemed only . little bit fussy and
Prscise, which was attributable chiefly to his
lot In life. Mp. Goode was . widower with
two sons at boarding school, and II those
boys had lived and died at boarding school,
instead Of coming home twice . year for the
holidays, I think Bridget and Sarah would
have rejoiced exceedingly.
I remsmbsr Nj. Goode asked Sarah that
morning il he could speak with Miss Neild
bsfore be loft, and I went up staies 1t ones to
no him. He was walking about with his
mouth full and . alice Of bread and butter in
his hand.
THAT was Q dreadful noise last night, Miss
Neild," he began; II couldn't get a wink CT
sleep. The captain, I suppose, AGAIN. I must
certainly ask you in my name to present my
compliments to him, and"-
ut was not Capt. Chopper"
s'Indoedi No. Well, I thought I heard
his voice" said Mr.. Goode, very much disap-
pointed.
There was no homogeneousness between
Mr.. Goods and Capt Choppers-I may gay
even that there wers times when they hated
and loathed each other.
"He's . beggarly upstart civilian, mad
am" the captain would roar in excited mo-
ments; and HE a captaln." MIR. Goodo
would say, with whitening contempt. Soap
tain Of q peany steamboat, perhaps, nothing
more"
But to my strange story.
"a gentleman dropped his umbrella down
tho area and knocked me up for it," I ex-
planned, with . little acrimonious emphasis.
"Wel, Of all the COMPOUNDED imperti.
nence" exclaimed Mr. Goode; 81 should
like to treat that party to a bit of my mind.
You mover got up and gave ID to him!"
"No, l did not.n
II am glad to hear that. For you must
take care Of yourself, Miss Neild, and keep
strong. You are not looking WE'LL" no said.
regarding me with his head on ono side, as IL
he had a troublesome wen on the other which
he was anxious to keep clear Of the edge of
his shirt collar, upon my word you are not.
You arc pale and fragile looking. A little
change at the seaside now would do you a
world OF good"
"Ycs, l dare say it would"
This large house is a trial to you-end
that captain, with his absurd fancies and his
ridiculous tempers, would worry tho life GU!
of q saint-and you are really looking ex
tremely pale this morning. And-good era,
cious, l had no idea it was SO late!"
Mr.. Goode swallowed the last portion OF
his bread and butter whole, and dashed like
a harlequin out Of the front door. When be
had gone 1 surveyed myself in his parlor
glass ard wondered ii I was looking very i'll,
or whether, being q dismal man, he was try
ing to brighten me, and l q arrived ut the con.
cluslon l was looking about the same as usu-
ala prim, pale, pert little puss, - my dear
old dad called mo once, whsn was arguing
with him on the housekeeping expenses, and
how tho weekly money would never hold out
il he would continually ask the dodgers in to
supper and a game at cribbags afterward.
Poor dad; no died next year and left me
sole proprietor Of tho lease and furniture Of
the house in Prossiter street, and there were
no late suppers and cribbags any more. I
was II when he died, and I had had five
years charge Of No. 10 since-"getting quite
an old maid, Lily Brian. who lived nextdoor,
said; but then Lily was four years younger
than l, and assumed upon her youth, as girls
will. A nice girl was Lily Brian, and my one
friend and confdante, but perhaps too fond
Of laughing at everything, although that
showed she was happy and had a keen sense
Of hurnor and a fine set of teeth.
We'll, perhaps I ives a trife paler, was my
e,oonJ ooncl,,e;ou of%or tho Gr.+ o,,o ~,;A.