The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1889-03-30
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like a thirteen-year old child,
"our very own" said Mr., Jelf, mo-
dug his head ComplRcently-"with IL
trialng exception Of a mortgage OF thrt
hundred dollars,
"But we shall soon pay that"
Eyes, We shall soon pay that"
"Slx rooms" said the wife runnin
from one end to the other Of her Dc
mains, peeping into closets and examir
ing Cupboards with a truly bird.lik
velocity Of motlon-"six whole room
Jack-kitchen, parlOr, two bedroom.
studio and dining roomI Who coul
possibly want moreI Jack, we are rich
Look atthose purple topped hills rolIin
OF to the west see the magnificent plail
OF the sound on the east. You'll pain
the grandest pictures ever dreamed OF
Anybody would be inspired In such al
atmosphere as this. And you will b.
famous, aud ! shall shine through you,
reflected lustre, The wife OF the grea
artist, Jelfp That's what people will cal
me, and oh, how proud ! shall bel"
but, said Jack, smiling atleCtionatelJ
down on Nanny's plump face, "wheref
your servants roomP You seen
to have left that out OF your calculations
entirely"
Servants room, indeed! Who want
a servants' room, when we aren't going
to have any servant" nodded Mrs, Jelf
Aunt Prue and | have planned to dc
the work between US. Such economist
as we're going to be! There's only ont
pIty-that the water supply Is SO ial
away from the house. Look the stream
is clear off under that knot Of willows!'
"Whew" cried Mr.. Jelf, %craning hil
neck to look out Of the top row OF win,
dow panes, "Do you mean to say tina
all the water has got to be brought from
that place."
Except what We catch in the hogs
head at the kitchen caves"
"That won't do" said jeff. ~ com,
prehend now how tho place came to be
sold so cheap. The man that lived here
last had three wives, and buried every
one Of 'em. | understand that now,
Nan, what fools we have beenl Why
didn't we inquire into the hydraulic
side Of the question before we bought
this placer"
ave supposed everybody must have
water" sighed Nanny.
Never mind, dear; I'll bring in a sup.
ply every morning before l 60 to my
studiO,n encouraged jeff.
"And what Is TO become OF your nice.
ty OF touch and steadiness OF hand?"
cried Nanny aghast.
"W0ll, who Is TO bring 1t then? You
or Aunt Prue?"
eve can lay pipes to the kitchen
sink, " suggested Mrs. JelE.
"It's up hill all the way, with not an
ounce Of pressure to DO had"
Just then Aunt Prue came beamingi in.
"Eurcka!" cried she, | have found
s"Found what" cried both the married
lovers.
1.-THE teeniest little spring, close to
the stone wall by the trench. Just a
thread OF water, but tho purest and
sweetest you ever tasted. l had to hold
a gourd shell under 1t for five minutes to
get a drink Of water, but"
"Then," sighed Nanny, ut won't do
US any good, One can't spend ones
whole time drawing water.
"Won't it, though" said Mr.. Jeif.
"We'll dig a well.h
"a WELT" cried Nanny, %clasping her
hands together. "Why has no one ever
thought Of this beforeH A well-and SO
handy to the kitchen door! And we'll
have the curb painted rusty orange, and
u delightful o~ld.fashioned ~well.sweep,
and ="
"No, We won't" said Aunt Prue, who
served as balance.wheel In the cratic
machinery OF this artistic young house.
hold. "We'll have II boxed with pipes
into the house, and a faucet 10 turn ON
"Well, we'll have water, anyway"
said Nanny. "But-isn't II a dreadful
job to dig a well, Jack, dear2"
an soon find out whether II is or
not" cheerfully remarked Mr.. jeff. I'd
us o spend my timein digging as in
carrying water half a mile day rain or
shine"
"But wells have TO b estoned up, don't
they? And you don't know anything
about stoning up a WE'LL" wisely re-
marked Nanny.
Every well, then. I'll exchange work
with some Of the fellows hereabouts
that do understand It."
So tho troublesome water question
was settled; the Jelf family moved their
little belongings into Sedge Cottage, as
Nanny Cbristened the new abode, and
Mr.. Jeli, before he even laid In a soli-
tary background Of his beloved IAN.
vases, began TO dig under the pinky
blossoms ofthe old apple tree. where the
moisture turned thegrasst TO a more vivid
green, and the bright drops soaked away
among the roots Of tho vlolets.
After o day or two, however, he sys.
tematiEed his work more carefully.
daylight is daylight" said he. II
can paint by tho light Of the sun, and
I'll put In the time digging before the
moon SETS"
~ wonder you hadn't thought Of that
before" said Nanny, who was diligent.
ly sewing together the breadthS oil hei
new ingram carpet Wulle aunt FTut
polished the windows and kept watch
over the bubbling dinner pot on the
stove.
When she and Aunt Prue had The
kitchen tidied up, and the ingram carpet
nicely tackled on the parlor floor, at II
o'clock that night, they went out int
the soft spring moonlight 10 see how
Jack was getting on III Ills self imposed
task.
10 their surprise he was not alone
Half a dozen stalwRrt men, In variously
Colored s%hlrt.slBeveS and divers stylel
Of battered hats, were working Will
him.
TGraslouS mOl' cried Nanny, "wllorv
did no hlrO 80 many mpn2"
~ haven't hired 0m said Jack. 'GThe,
volunteered to help mo-"