Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-09-15
WRESTLING WITH A BED.
Trying Experience While Transferring
the Article Of Furniture.

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Il moved my folding bed up stair
last week-all the week. she said
Il have had that bed for a year. and
l must say that during that time it,
conduct has been such as to allay the
suspicion with which | regarded it.
had come to repose a good deal Of con
ddence in it.
The landlady's husband suggested
that we'd better take it apart. He said
he knew how-it was very easy. So
we agreed that after dinner we'd take
il apart After dinner he stepped out
for a few minutes. While he vas gone
Podley came in. Podley means well.
and he's my friend, but will say that
Podley's got no more head for meas
urements than a horse.
"Podley looked over the staircase
and hall. Pshaw, he said, 'you'n I'll
take hold Of that and shake il up there
while you wait.
Il laid of my coat and lifted up the
end Of the bed That was about half
past 6 Monday evening. Going up
stairs I took the lower end When we
got up high enough the tall, ornamen
tai back Of the bed jammed into the
ceiling. 1t plowed a jagged furrow
into the plaStering and the jar hurt me
a good deal That reminded Podley
that he'd have u lower his end. He
lowered the bed so the top cleared the
ceiling and the bottom struck on the
next stair.
Then we lifted the bottom TO cleaI
the stairs and the top got tangled in
the plastering. Podley thought !
might lift the bottom real quick, while
he held down on the top and get it by
that way. Finally, after we'd lifted
and twisted and perspired enough the
combination came right and we got it
by the jog.
ut was easy enough then until we
got it TO the top Of the stairs. where the
banisteH turn. OF course it was too
broad 70 turn there.
''Podley rested his end on the top
step and leaned over the baDjsters and
encouraged me while the bed slowly
tore the flesh from the palms Of my
hands and crunched my shin bones.
Podley famed himself and got face
tious. Just at the last gasp the land
lady's husband came in. He flew to
my relief We lifted the bed clear oveI
the banisters and set it down in the
narrow hall. But we could neither
turn it so a. TO get it through the bed
room door nor get it back on the stairs
again.
After that bed had finished me and
Podley up and reduced the landlady'.
husband. who is a heshy man, to a
mere soggy. palpitating mas. We pushed
it into a room at the head Of the stair.
and quit.
Tuesday evening the landlady's hus
band came up smiling and confident
The head piece, he said, lifted right of
We opened the bed and lifted Then
We shut it up and stood it on its head
and its side and its stomach The
landlady's husband eyed Il critically in
each position. and shook il and thumped
it on the back. But nothing came oil
that. so we opened il and got the land
lady 10 sit on the bedpOst while wt
lifted on the headpiece. When we got
tired Of doing hat We shut il up and
examined il some
Wednesday dropped in at a fur
niture store and asked for an expert
with a crowbar to come up and take
my bed apart. The man said Their,
was no need of sending a man He'd
show me that IA child could do IT, Their
he opened a bed like mine. told m,
where TO lift. and il came apart as easy
as anything. went home and laughed
at the landlady's husband. After din
ner | went TO show him-but didn't
Thursday l sent for the exper
again. Thursday evening | went L
dinner. The landlady's husband wa
sitting on the porch He vas a deeI
lobster color. His collar was nothing
but a yellowish rag. and he drew hi
handkerchief ever and anon across hi
brow.
Yes he said. dejectedly. you
beds apart, but it isn't in your room
The man says he'll have to saw thu
headpiece in two; it's too tall for thu
door. The man. he continued, jus
went away. He came here about hal
past one. One of your gears vas sprung.
The landlady's husband mOpped hi
brow and looked away as n who &C
eepts chastisement in a Christian spirit
Friday l sent for the expert and hi
saw and Friday night ! had the grea
happiness Of seeing my folding bed il
my room There, in the ungrammat
ical language of the poet, let it lay
For I'll lodge in an ash barrel befor
UU avar affamnt 70 move IL again -