Cottonwood report. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1893-1901, 1893-04-07

you, dare say, groan under the
load
Never with any care of yours
he answered; "tell your aunt !
will be cut soon; watch your
workman well and insist on
thoroughness."
'gThe life of a poor DEVIL | re-
marked to myself as l went down
the long fight of stairs into the
street. 81 wonder who it can be?
There must be something un-
usual about the case to impress
Mr.. Bosworth in such manner.
/ remember hearing his daughter
say that he cast away clients and
cases when he lett his own door"
For two weeks was so much
occupied with my duties that
quite forgot the troublesome
client, and although Mr.. Bos-
worth called twice during that
time we talked only of hard pine
and redwood, of tiles and fues,
and the thousand and one small
things which are considered me-
cessities in this age if one ven
lures on improvement. My great
aunt said little and seemed quite
content to leave all minor mat
tiers to Mr.. Bosworth and my
self.
Before the carpenters began
their work of pulling down had
with the aid of our man-servant
and Jubilee, my aunt's despotic
old cook, fitted up some rooms in
| one side of the house where she
would be free from annoyance,
or at least experience little dis
comfort.
Every one knows that the
great chimneys, so much admir-
ed by our grandfathers, occupy
more space than necessary, and
if properly constructed, should
outlast several generations. In
this case the chimneys had
settled, the hearths were sinking
below the level of the floor in
several places, and the entire
mass of brick and morter must
be laid low. Fortunately for us
the house had three of these com
. brous smoke tubes, and, after
little examination, Jubilee and
, myself decided that the one in
the western side, beyond the
: great hall, could easily be made
useful for cooking purposes on
the one side, while my aunt and
myself might enjoy our open fire
on the other.
E "You are not only cozy, but
| luxurious" said Mr.. Bosworth
r one evening as he glanced around.
"Only four rooms," | said,
: "but pleasant refuge just now. !"
Pleasant indeed" said he;
| 1--WE loose cosiness and cumfort
. with every room we add to our
modern dwellings. Positively,
: Mrs Corinth Che always called
| me Mrs. Corinth, quite ignoring
my husbands family name OF
. De Peyster), positively, when my
/. wife md | used to sit in our little
r dining-room evenings, while the
}. children played in the kitchen,
a we were happier and more COM
| Portable than we have ever been
J, since. A large house means is
J. olation, and we loose the sweet.
:, est part of family life when each
e member of the household goes to
d his or her room and only appears
n when summoned by the dinner
e bell or the presentation of Wis
iting card"
: 81 have felt that very often,
s said |, while visiting friends
|, My great-aunt half dozed in
her chair while we talked. She
b had been growing deaf for sew.
IS eral years, and as Mr.. Boswortl
invariably spoke in low tone
e she found it difficult to follow
his conversation unless he ad
It dressed himself particularly t.
is her. "How does Jubilee like tn,
e new order of things9'' asked Mr.
e Bosworth.
II "She mutters, groWlA, and as
" snreS mn that sha Ma btaa,,a