The Press., 1890-09-18

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 Some years ago occupied the set of chambers in the Temple, London, that are generally associated with the names of Pendennis and George Warrington. Four windows look out upon the gar den court, the fountain and the Middle Temple hall. The rooms are among the pleasantest in London. A MT. James Burnett Ca stranger to mel lives in the apartment ascribed to George Warning ton; the remaining five rooms of the set accommodated two friends of mine Edward Bold, barrister in fair prac- tice, and his younger brother, student at Charing Cross hospital, one of the brightest, cheeriest lads ever knew. We had small kitchen in common and were ministered unto by couple of venerable ladies-Mrs. Swatman, glob- ular spinster of about 60, and her asso- ciate and assistant, widow of mysteri- ous age.
 These two excellent personages were source of vast entertainment to us. Mrs. Swatman would announce, with the greatest gravity, ''We want some new shirts" or "We shall need new great coat this winter" or "Dont you think we'd better get in some coals?' Speak ing of Edward Bold, she once said to me: 'eWe've been together seven years nowT am afraid that Mrs. Swatman regarded me with mild contempt. She had 'done for" barristers all her life and was pos sessed with the notion that other men were for the most part suspicious char acters. Her misgivings regarding me were somewhat allayed by the discovery that wrote for one or two newspapers and magazines; many of ''the gentle men," as she phrased it, being engaged in similar pursuits. She was at all events a faithful, industrious and ad- mirable old creature, and, compared with the average Temple laundress, a jewel among washerwomen.
 Her worthy s'book" was a fearful and wonderful sight. The handwriting te- qulrod a.s .such and as serious study as would have qualified me to decipher the theory of orthography affected by the scribe was-whatever else might be said of it-deightfully straightforward and unsophisticated. ''Kollurd hed," 'stak, "shuger," "corfy," are examples that occur to me of an achievement in this direction; and there was also mys- terious item which cropped up every now and then under the name of flag gifts" Regarding this last curiosity and a proper sense of economy conspired at length to make me request an explana- tion. "Mrs. Swatman," said, "how is it burn so much wood? I see half a crown constantly for faggots; surely there must be some mistakep
 ''Lor bless you, sir," was her reply, with an indu1gent chuckle at my opac- ity, "that ain't faggots, it's 'forgetsp"
 Mrs. Swatman's assistant was queer, undersized, shriveled old person who looked as though she had been mummi- fled in the time of the Pharaohs, and by magic arts had been brought back to life. Whether or not this were true account of her origin she was at any rate that most inestimable of treasures a willing servant. No amount of trouble ever moved her to complain; on the most tempestuous days she would trot out on errands without murmur, and she would fetch the most extravagant quantities of bath water as spontaneous 1y as if it had been so much beer for her own consumption. You are not to infer from this comparison that she was ad- dicted to the beverage referred to; both she and Mrs. Swatman were thoroughly sober, respectable old bodies. For my part I soon became their sworn ad- mirer, and this long before I had any suspicion how important part one of them was to play in the little drama of my life.
 One afternoon Eward Bold came into my room to ask whether cared to go to some private theatricals. Now I hold private theatricals to be little better than public nuisances; nevertheless, after duly considering two possible contingent advantages of the enterprise, I decided that go would; and in the course of a day or two received a card from "Lady Baxracoot at home Thursday, June 18th" ]" and when the Thursday in question came around presented myself at Lancaster Gate
 The performance was to consist of an opening farce-its name has escaped my memory-and MT. Arthur Sketchley's comedy, ''How Will They Get Outof It?'' and that shall never foget. The farce DufGd Lle, LIl0 hCCOTS were 1Iup0rI0CC, and in looking, forward to the comedy which was to succeed I rapidly came to the conclusion that it would be anything but success and that 'sthey'' never wou.d ''get out of it" But there is an end to all things, even to farce played by amateurs, and after some tiresome THE WoRLp's FAIR.--The excitement caused b this gIea event is scarcely equaled by that produce by the discovery of Dr. Miles-the Restorative Ner vine. It speedily cures nervous prostration chang of lfe pain, duness and confusion in head, fits sleeplessness, the blues, neurafgia;s palpitation monthly pains, etc. c. w. Snow $ Co.,. of Syracuse N. Y.; Talbott & Moss of Greensburg, Ind, and w. Blackburn. of Wooster O., say that the Nervin cells better than anything we ever sold, and give universal satisfaction" Dr. Miles, new illustrate treatise the Nerves and Hpart and trial bottle fire at W. D. HEALD'S Drug Store.
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