Morning journal and courier., 1891-12-15
mas. LEVY DIED HAPPY.

- = The Joaeses, Parlor Furniture Was
 Cotton Plush, the Piano Not Paid.
 For.
 From the Brooklyn Eagie.I
 "The Joneses have got 8 piano"
 ftNo."
 1sYes; it came yesterday"
 'sWen, I'm blessed"
 ssAnd a lot of new carpets and some chairs, and a bedroom set and two new rugs ="
 "Oh, ny!"
 "And new blinds and @ buffet, and hat. in boxes."
 s'What were the things in the boxes9" 'I couldn't see. Oh, wish you'd been here. I caught such terrible cold lean- ing out of the window to watch the fur niture men,"
 stWhere did the furniture come fromf' t'The same place where they bought their first furniture" "Did the boxes como from the same place2''
 "No, they came from big dry goods store."
 'cDid you get a good look at the thingsf' ffNot very." seWhy didn't you make an excuse to go into Mrs. Jones' housea' "She never invited me, and l couldn't think of an excuse" "Bother the thingl" said Mrs. Levy ''Every time I go out something happens" Mrs. Barry said nothing. She smoothed her hair softly and sighed. hro T and Mrs. Jones had been neighbors. Mrs. Jones lived in the middle of block of three story brown-stone houses, with Mrs. Levy and Mrs. Barry to the right and left of her. All the women had a front stoop and back fence acquaintance, but while Mrs. Barry and Mrs Levy exchanged calls at all hours of the day and in all toilets, neither had ever been in Mrs. Jones' house nor had she visited them. The reason was good and sufficient. MT. Barry and MT. Levy were in busi- bookkeeper. Besides the Levys and the Barrys had pianos for years, and they occupied the whole house; the Joneses had been in the habit of letting out the upper part of their house. Only week ago the Joneses' sub. tenant had left, and Mrs. Levy and Mrs. Barry had speculsted on the probabilities of their neighbours financial disaster. And now, without any warning to the Levys and Barrys, the Joneses eclipsed them in splendor. It was inexplicable and very annoying. For three weeks after the great events
 narrated above Mrs. Levy and Mrs. Barry had no rest Neither had Mrs. Jones. First it was Mrs. Levy at the Joneses basement bell, then it was Mrs. Barry over the back fence, and then the Barrys and Levys' servant girls in turn. Mrs. Levy begged Mrs. Jones' pardon but was that the rug dealer who had just gonea Yes. Well, Mrs. Levy was very | sorry to trouble Mrs. Jones, but she thought the rug man was fraud. He had sold Mrs. Levy rugs of the same kind ! and quality as the rug Mrs. Jones had | bought of him, and had charged much 1 more. So Mrs Levy had brought her rug l to compare with Mrs. Jones' rug. Mrs. Jones listened politely, and then, instead of inviting Mrs. Levy in, brought l her rug to the door for comparison. Mrs Levy nearly screamed with rage. "That woman is keeping us out just for spite," she said to Mrs. Barry. For three months the warfare kept up. Alarms, excursions and skirmishings went l on all over the field, but Mrs. Jones held | the fort against all corners, and Mrs. Barry | and her friends were no wiser than at first At last Mrs. Levy's health gave way
 Leaning out of the window gave her g heavy cold. Pneumonia succeeded, and in few days the woman lay at the point ! of death.
 Around the bed were gathered sorrow | ing friends, and Mrs. Jones was there also l As the eyes of the dying woman rested on her next door neighbor glow of inter
 est was seen to revive. She beckoned Mrs
 Jones to bend her head and faintly whis \ pered:
 "Tell dying woman the truth. Die you pay for that pianos"
 'T did not"
 ''Is that parlor furniture silk plush?"
 ''No, only cotton"
 A beautiful smile overspread the face ot
 Mrs. Levy. Everybody said she diet
 happy.
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