The Mason County journal. [volume] (Shelton, W.T.) 1886-1927, 1890-02-28
maid looking for a Mace. And as for

maid looking for place. And as for
being forty years old, my appearance
must be very deceptive if you take me
for anywhere near that age. | am only
six-and-thirty."
''Three or four years one way or the
other don't make much difference" re-
marked the stout man with the brlStly
hair ''Our last was sixty, and she had
pretty tidy notion of her business,
too. only"
Miss Maroon looked surprised.
81 thought l understood you to say
that the gentleman had never been mar.
ried," said she.
mo more he has," said the man. 81
amt talking about wives. Pm talking
about nurses"
"What" cried Miss Maroon.
The stout man looked hard at her for
minute or two, then he plunged his
hand deep down into his coat pocket
and extracted thence a slip cut from a
newspaper.
''It's all writ down here in black and
white, plain enough" said he.
Nv experienced s Led, and t TT 81
firm mind. To the right person liberal re-
enumeration will be offered Apply on Wedne5
day next, between the hours of ten and one al
The Wedgewood House, Infield-on-the- Hudson
"You see," he added, as he refolded
the paper and returned it to his pocket,
we didn't exactly like to put it down
in the paper as he was crazy man"
Put cd unpti
saw at ALL" said Miss Maroon, growing
alternately pale and red in her con-
sternatiOn.
cit was in the Daily Visitor" said the
stout man, las we put our notice"
"And it was the Morning Patriot that
saw" cried Miss Maroon. GA Mr. De-
lano ST. John, of ST. Johnsgrove, Infield-
on-the-Hudson, who wanted"
ga WIFE" said the stout man, with
twinkling eyes. 81 thought so! l seen
his carriage 60 by half an hour ago,
with pretty little black-eyed woman
in cherry -colored ribbons and"
And Rob Roy plaid polonaise?" al
most screamed Miss Maroon. "And a
black parasol lined with scarlet?"
''Some sort of rig of that descrip
tion," said the stout man.
The bold, pert, unfeminine thingv
said Miss Maroon, vehemently tanning
herself. I've seen her this long time
walking up and down the piazza! She's
the very one that came down in the
stage with me! And here she has
whislled off with the advertising man.
and left me all alone and deserted!'
''Shes 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 idee of my situa-
ton"
81 decline it, most certainly" said
Miss Maroon, precipitately. LAND
lady,"
1T wouldn't be such a bad idea,"
coaXed the stout man, eff"
"Landlady!" repeated Miss Maroon,
more energetically than ever. And the
stout man went out, thrusting his hands
into his pockets as he did SO. The land
lady hustled in.
"a carriage, please, to the railway de-
pot said Miss Maroon.
''Wont you wait for the stage, ma'am?'
said the landlady. It'll be along in
half an hour"
81 wouldn't stay here another five
minutes for all the gold in Golconda,'
said Miss Maroon.
So the rickety one-horse chaise of the
establishment was geared up, and Miss
Maroon, shedding secret tears of vexa
ZION and disappointment behind her
vail, went back to New York. And
when her nephews and nieces asked
about her sudden journey to Infield-on-
the Hudson she told them that she had
been to look for summer board.
And weren't you suited, auntie,
dear?' said the youngest and prettiesl
Of the nieces, who had seen the Morning
Patriot with the printed slip missing
from the list of advertisements, and
could put two and two together as well
rs any one.
And Miss Maroon answered, sharply.
| that she was not suited at all.-Henri
| eta Gregory, in n. Y. Ledger.