Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1890-04-24

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said the stout man, abruptly.
'ReferencesP echoed Miss Maroon.
Ever had any experience2 he went
on.
.Sirp said Miss Maroon. Il really
don't quite understand
Your age seems quite suitable, sad
the man. 4 calculate you are about
40, amt your We couldn't give you
many holidays, nor Sundays out but
for a good, reg'lal, steady place
Stop, cried Miss Maroon, do stop!
I don't at all know what you are talk.
ing about. Holidays-SunGays out!
I'd have you to know that i am no
housemaid looking for place. And
as for being 40 years old, my appear
ance must be very deceptive if you
take me for anywhere near that age.
l am only six-and-thirty.'
Three or four years one way or the
other don't make much difference,
remarked the stout man with the
bristly hair. 'Our last was 60, and
she had pretty tidy notion of her
business, too, only
Miss Maroon looked surprised.
4 thought 1 understood you to say
that this gentleman was never mar
ried, said she.
No more he has, said the man. i
amt talking about wives. I'm talk
ing about nurses.
What cried Miss Maroon.
The stout man looked hard at her
for a minute or two; then he plunged
bis hand deep down into his coat
pocket and extracted thence slip cut
from a newspaper.
Wanted, an experienced aud trustworthy atten-
dent for gentleman of innrn mind. To the right
person liberal remuneration will be- offered. Ap-
ply on Wednesday next between the hours Of 10 and
1 At wcdgewood house. Infdsl on.the-H Hudson.
You see, he added, as he refolded
the paper and returned it to his pock-
ct, I'VE didn't exactly like to put it
down in the paper as he was q crazy
man. ...
But that isn't the advertisement l
saw at ALL said Miss Maroon, grow
ing alternately pale and red in her con
sternation.
1T was in The Daily Visitor, said
the stout man, 'as we put our notice.
And it was The Morning Patriot
that I saw cried Miss Maroon. "A
Mr.. Delano St. John of St. Johnsgrove,
Infidel-on- the Hudson, who wanted
"A wife, said the stout man, with
twlnkling eyes. i thought SO! seen
his carriage go by half an hour ago.
with pretty little black eyed woman,
in cherry colored ribbons and
'And Rob Roy plaid polonaiseT al
most screamed Miss Maroon. And a
black parasol lined with scarletp
Some sort of a rig of that descrip-
tion,' said the stout man.
The bold, pert, unfeminine thing!'
said Miss Maroon, vehemently tanning
herself. I've seen her this long time,
walking up and down the piazzal
She's the very one that came down in
the stage with me! And here she has
whisked off with the advertising man,
and left me all alone and deserted
She's got the clear start of you, it
seems, said the stout man, as he rose
up and looked around for his hat.
'Well, if you don't like the idea of my
situation
i decline it, most certainly said
Miss Maroon, precipitately. Land
ladyr
1T would not be such a bad idea,
coaxed the stout man, 'if'-
Landladyp repeated Miss Maroon,
more energetically than ever. And
the stout man went out, thrusting his
hands into his pockets as he did so.
The landlady hustled in.
"A carriage, please, to the railway
depot, said Miss Maroon.
wont you wait for the stage,
ma amp said the landlady. .It'll be
along In half an hour
i wouldn't stay here another five
minutes for allthe gold in Golconda,
said Miss Maroon.
So the rickety one horse chaise OF
the establishment was geared up, and
Miss Maroon, shedding tears Of vexa-
tion and disappointment behind her
vail, went back. And when her neph-
ews, and nieces asked about her sud-
den journey to In6del-on-the- Hudson,
she told them that she had been to
look for summer board.
And weren't you suited, auntie,
dear2' said the youngest and prettiest
of the nieces, who had seen The Morn
ing Patriot, with the printed slip
missing from the list of advertise.
ments, and could put two and two to-
gether as we'll as any one.
And Miss Maroon answered, sharp
", that she was not suited at ALL
Henrietta Gregory in The Ne'o York
Ledger.
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