The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1889-10-10
HIS SUMMER RELATIONS.
They Came to Spend a Month at His
Villa; but He Was Very "Fly."
BIZ HELEN FORREST GRAVES.

"Your white roses are just coming into
bud. Lally," said Aldrich Cone, as he
came in from the garden. Blossom
Hedge is at its prettiest now"
The coffee exhaled a fragrant odor, the
fresh baked biscuits were of the most
delicate brown, and the chickens broiled
to a turn, but Mrs. Cones face wore a
most tragic expression, as she sat with
an open letter in her hand.
"Aldrich," said she, Historically "what
am l to do? Here's your Aunt Ehing-
ham coming here next week with her six
children and the nursel They've had the
measles, it seems, and the doctor has pre-
scribed country air, SO they've decided to
infiict a four weeks visitation upon mel"
"Oh," said Aldrich, guilty, 81 forgot
to tell you. Haidee Clare wants to come
here this summer. She requires perfect
quiet to finish her new novel, and says
she retains such a delightful impression
of Blossom Hedge from her last summers
VISIT"
ooh, does she, indeed?" said Mrs.
Cone, dashing the ream and sugar reck-
lessly into the sea green china cups.
"And we must remember that your
cousin Falkland has kindly volunteered
to send Andromeda here for the sum
mer, so that she may forget that love
affair of hers with Jack Jocelyn."
Sim afraid we haven't room for 'en
all" said Mr.. Cone, refectively.
ooh, yes, you have" said Lally, with
tears and laughter struggling in her
voice. They'll sleep on the hall hat
rack, on the garnet floor or the cellar
shelves, sooner than forego the oppor-
tunity of getting good country board for
nothingl And / shall do as I did last
year-get along without a new winter
suit and do my own winter homework,
because the housekeeping bills were SO
heavy during the summer. Ali our re-
lations are very particular, you know,
about their eating and drinking, and we
had to get new hair mattresses for the
Johnson-Smythes, and re-carpet Haidee's
room because she perfectly abhorred'
the old pattern"
cts o~utrageous!" said Cone, carving
the chickens. "But l don't know how
we are to help ourselves without being
dreadfully rude"
"Tell them plainly that they cannot
come"
sour relations, L.ally?' demonstrated
Cone.
''It's ar imposition" said Lally.
"It's only for a little while, my love.
Let 'em come"
SIT will be for all summer, Aldrich."
"No, it won't. I'll see to that"
"What do you mean?'
GIVE got q plan in my head, my love"
ga plan?"
eyes. You'll see. Only don't ask any
questions"
"But, Aldrich," pleaded the young
housekeeper, with every hospitable inn
pulse rising up in her heart, "you
mustn't treat 'em rudelyg"
"Ill be as pleasant as Punch to 'em,
my love-see if I'm not"
"Aldrich, what are you going to dot"
Don't I tell you, Lally, that it's a
profound secret?'
'But you'll tell mer'
"Ill tell nobody!'
And to this platform Mr.. Cone stead
tasty adhered, in spite of Lally's protes.
tations and e~ntreaties.
The authoress arrived, with several
huge trunks, a typewriter and a ham
mock.
Mice Apdror,oJo UolIxJo-I l.
the next train-"like Niobe, all tears
and Mrs. Effingham, her nurse, and her
six noisy, troublesome young GONZALES.
cents, brought up the rear.
"Ten people!" said Mrs. Cone to that
trustworthy and reliable confdant, her
self. ooh dear! oh, dear! l might as
well have taken a situation for general
homework in a summer boarding house"
II don't see," said Mrs. Pepper, the
minister's wife, "what that young Cone
is thinking of to allow his wife to be SO
overridden with relations. The weather
is very hot, and she is far from strong.
And am told they sleep themselves on
a sofa bedstead in the parlor to make
room for that swarm of parasites"
"My DEAR" said the good parson, ''are
you not expressing yourself rather
strongly"
''I'm only speaking the TRUTH" said
Mrs. Pepper.
But it soon ttanspired that Mrs. Cones
visitors, like Barnum's happy family,
could not agree.
Miss Haidee Clare could not write
without the accompaniment of perfect
silence. The little Efinghams could not
divert themselves without the boots and
shrieks peculiar to their tender years,
and both Miss Glare and Mrs. Efnngham
took exception to the m%ournful banjo
notes on which Andromeda Falkland
was wont Of an evening to bewail her
blighted love.
"They are quarreling like cats and
dogs" sighed Lally to her husband.
"Let EN- quarrel" said Aldrich.
n y n = y
"What larks. MAP said Erskine Eff
fngham one afternoon, as he returned
from a successful raid upon the hens
nests in the barn. We've got to take
our hammocks and croquet out of the
Maple lot"
what for?' petulantly inquired his
mother.
cousin Aldrich has sold it."
"Sold it? How very inconsiderate of
him!' said Mrs. E~fingham. ''Sold it to