The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1892-05-07
WHY SHE LEFT TIE FLAT.


She Could Submit to Snubs. but 'Neish-
boring" Was Too Much for Her.
They were coming down town together
in Broadway car, and the woman in
the plush jacket was pouring her tale of
woe into the sympathetic left ear of her
neighbor in the sealskin coat.
s.Yes, I've moved" e.said. We've
given up fat life and are going to live in
a hotel for awhile. No, it wasn'tethe
traditional causes that drove me out,
either. I'd grown used to the dumb
waiter, had established fairly friendly
relations with the janitor, and my serv-
ant agreed beautifully with the other
servant. who washed on the same day
she did.
1--WE had lived in the fat almost six
months. No one had called, and I,
being used to the ways of smaller cities,
had decided that the people meant to
snub me. Ididn't mind it. Harry and
were very comfortable. had mother
with me part Of the time, and-well,
everything was lovely. !:
Zone evening l was in the bathroom,
severe cold in my lungs, and contided
the fact to Harry, who sat in our 'den,'
further down the hall. l suppose that l
must have raised my voice just little,
when Harry suggested that use goose
grease and replied that hadn't any in
the house.
"Well, my dear, in just ten minutes
the bell rang and my maid came to me
with saucer and q message from the
old lady who lived in the fiat above me-
The saucer contained goose grease and
the message was to the effect that the
dear old lady had heard me express
wish, ETC., and begged would accept it.
Il was pleased. 1t was so sweet and
nice of her that tears came to my eyes
as took the saucer and retreated into
the bathroom again. The door had
hardly closed when-another ring, an
! other maid, another saucer this time
from the young married woman ON the
top floor.
kind and truly good We're all these peo-
Pile! My meditations We're interrupted
by another ring, another maid, another
supply of the goose grease. The maiden
lady who kept house for her brother had
sent it up, and would please rub it in
well and go to bed at once. Then the
Irish servant girl across the hall brought
some in and gave it to the queen of my
kitchen, and had to take in and shell
ter two more consignments while they
| We're exchanging the courtesies of the
i evening.
"All were represented before the even
| ing was over, except that the offerings
| varied. The widower ON the first floor
said his Maria had died of a neglected
| cold on the lungs, and he sent me a bot
tie of the Consumptive Sufferers Relief,
which she-had found very soothing in
J her last hours. A sweet old grand
mother on the second floor sent me a
mustard plaster all ready for applica-
ton, and the widow who boards with
her contributed box of four-grain qui-
nine pills and a medical journal.
Martha and spent the entire even
ing receiving these neighborly offerings,
while Harry sat still and chuckled. By
II o'clock we had ample stock for a
small apothecary shop.
From that night everybody in the
block regarded me as a being snatched
/ from death by his or her remedy. gave
them all common interest to discuss.
Harry was waylaid in the hall, Martha
was intercepted on her way to and from
the clothesline, l myself was subjected
to various medical questions by the
widower, the grandmother and the
young married woman on the top floor.
Il was growing thin and pale.
simply had to have change of scene
and people. So we moved. No, Pm
not exaggerating. haven't even done
the subject justice"
But the woman in the sealskin coat
thought she had.-New York World.