Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1893-03-09

for the suit is extra large
The dressing room was apparently
a double one, and bathing suits hung
from q number OF nails. Ted un-
dressed swiftly, and prepared TO put
on a blue suit, when he noticed
black object hanging on the wall. He
took it down and identified it as
corset. He had seen corsets before,
and he perceived at glance that it
was larger than any corset he had ev-
er beheld-.lsrger than would have
been worn by any OF the ladies he
had been acquainted with in his youth.
He was turning it round In his hands
aud puzzling over 1t when ray OF
light burst into his mind. 1t must be
it was-a mans corset. built for
corpulent bsthers like himself. II
was a delicate attention which the
bathing house keeper had paid him,
and he had the good taste not to refer
to it verbally.
Teddy passed the corset around
his fat chest and fastened the catches
in front. The garment laced up be-
hind, and Teddy had wit enough to
draw the stay lace tighter and to knot
the ends. Except that it was rather
baggy in the upper portion of the
front it fitted him very well and gave
him what he had not had for years.
waist. Hastily douning the rest of
his bathing clothes he was soon in The
water, waiting for the widow.
She tried his patience sorely, and
when she came there was dark
cloud on her brow. But Ted was so
full OF good humor and cracked so
many jokes that the cloud evaporated,
and presently the widow was enjoying
herself, as Ted lifted her over the
breakers in his stalwart arms. She
had no idea he was so strong,nor had
she the least idea that he had so good
a figure. In his ordinary costume he
was actually shapeless, but now a
manly chest swelled from fairly
proportioned waist, and the widow
could not deny that so far as appear
ance went he was a proper man.
One tremendous breaker came
which tested his muscle, but he lifted
the widow over it at the cost of the
buttons on his tunlc. Through the
indiscreet aperture thus made the
widows eye discerned an inner gar
ment which was black.
Suffering from her immersion,
she pointed with dark scowl to the
object and asked:
"What is that2'
"Ah. ha" jauntily replied Ted;
"hal part of my bathing costume
made for me expressly by my tailor
on Montgomery street"
The lady vouchsafed no reply, but
went out of the water, hastily walked
up the beach and took the direction
of her bathing room. Ted, who had
been so long in the water that he was
chilled through, and whose fun ended
with Dulcinea's departure, followed
her example. He ascended the steps,
walked along the corridor, noting
the numbers on the doorstill lie came
to so. The door resisted slight
pressure from his hand, but vigor-
Gus shove from his shoulder threw it
open and he stood inside.
A piercing female shrek divided
the air, and Mr.. O'Mara's horrl6ed gaze
beheld Mrs, McDonaghue, still fully
equipped in her bathing suit, sitting
-on the bench with his trousers in her
hand.
Get out Of this, You baste' she
screamed.
I'll get out fast enough, said he,
but I'd ike to know what you are
doing in my bathing ROOM
Its not yours; it's mine. And if
you don't 60 I'll call the police.
4 swear I hired this room of the
keeper few minutes ago..
4 tell you it's mine, hired by the
week.
perhaps you'll be telling me,
swate Mrs. 0 Donaghue, that those
are your trousers you have in your
Lurty hand.
You are a BRUTE cried the widow,
lourishing the male garment-'a
brute and thafe, too, for that corset
you're wearing is mine, though you
did have it made expressly for you In
Montgomery street.
A suspiclcion of the mistake began
to dawn on Ted's mind.
The laundering villain, he NUT
tered. "I'll break every bone in his
body
Are you going, Mr.. O'Mara,' cried
the widow, In more subdued tone,
'or shall l scream murder?
sAnd bring the crowd round us7'
not unadroitly suggested Ted. How
can go when you have my trousers
in your hand2
Here are your dirty old clothes,
said the widow, gathering them up
and throwing them at him.
Thanks replied Ted, quite polite
lily. And, by the way, as you lay
claim to this corset, shall I take it off?
| don't know that | am able to un-
lace it without assistance
'Gol Go! Brute! Findl Villain!'
And the widow, whose muscular
strength was not to be despised,
pushed him out of the bathing room.
1t is not to be supposed that this
animated colloquy escaped the ears Of
the bathers. The keeper OF the bath
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