The Washington times., 1895-04-14

think we are such Idiots that we'd blow it
out"
NO, but 10 save the gas"
''Oh!"
The clock in the church near by struck
10.
''Yes, believe they have turned il off,
said the lady sOlnnIy Get the candle out
of the bedroom while l ing The tell"
The companion grouped her way down
the dark. chilly length OF the bedroom and
lighted the candle. The sooty Mary Ann
came painting heavily upstairs.
what is the matter with the gas?"
inquired the lady.
Faith. an the master turns it off at 10
O'Clock, mum. "
The ideal" exclaimed the companion,
Indignantly.
Tell him never to let it happen again."
said the lady III her haughtiest tone.
"Yestm, III tell him" and Mary Ann
ciggled softly To herself as though she
thought il crea joke that anybody would
send down such an order.
II was a little later IN the night.
MY soul; this bed is awful!''
It was the lady. and no one ever heard
such an expression frCm her unless called
forth by extremity of woe. The companion
had gotten up softly, ard was sitting upon
| the edge of her couch in melancholy silence,
but when that cry came out of the dark
| ness she reused herself
Hasn't she done anything to yours,
| either? Nine is TaSt sleeping upon, il is
such series of hills and hollows."
| What do you suppose the mattresses
are stuffed WITH" the lady inquired in
| the country.
Me father and mother are both dead
| an in their graves, or I'd not be here,
an as for Ameriky, 1 couldn't think o.
| Gro SIS ing so much wather TwOuld
| scare me out o. me siyen senses. Then
| wouldn't like to leave Ireland, you know.
'Tis me home Now, Will you give me
the lend of a chair while light the gas
| in the hall?'
After that week we were contented to
| try some smaller rooms where things We're
cleaner and we could keep warmer Our
landlady this time was an EnglishwOman
| who dropped her his with reckless pTOdi-
gality and robbed us every time she had
an opportunity. We found in a few days
that it was a choice between doing our
own marketing or bankruptcy, and We did
the marketing But new trials attended
that experiment. 1t was nothing for one OF
US to have to rush out at the>laSt moment
| and buy something necessary for meal
at midday or in the dusk of evening, and
we rarely went out without returning home
burdencd with packages, a pot of cream
or marmalade, straw berries, butter,
and even bacon and eggs.
1T makes life one continual struggle" :"
gmmbled the companion.
"What do you care, if we get what we
want?" said the lady, cheerfully.
But 1 don't think we are getting just
what we expected / know this butter
will melt and run through the paper pres
entity"
a tone of lively curiosity.
''Sauce pans and old boots"
1t was not very restful night, bat morn
ing sunshine and the faded maguiiicence
of the drawing room restored us to good
humor. The companion used her towel
for BATH then innocently threw it upon
the floor, as she had been in the habit of
doing. After breakfast, when the Iandlady
and the sooty Mary Ann had rearranged the
bedroom she found that towel folded and
restored TO its place upon the rack. She
went out and told the lady, who sat by the
window reading her Bible.
THE mistress seZ, faith, an she only
gives one towel a week: it's the way o. the
country"
The lady closed her Bible, her sweet
eyes looking quite ireful.
This is really too much. / shall 90
down and see about it immediately Think
OF using one towel a whole week.
She swept out OF the room and down