The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1895-04-24

couch in melancholy silence, but when
that cry came out of the darkness she
reused herself
Hasn't she done anything to yours,
either? Nine is past sleeping upon, it
is such series of hills and hollows."
What do you suppose the mattresses
are stuffed with?" the lady inquired, in
q tone of lively curiosity.
''Sauce pans and old boots"
1t was not very restful night, but
morning sunshine and the faded mag
nifceHce of the drawing-room restored
us to good humor. The companion used
her towel for bath, then innocently
threw it upon the floor, rs she had
been in the habit of doing. After
breakfast, when the landlady 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.
mo clean towels? Ring for Mary
Ann, please"
Mary Ann came trailing dust broom
and auraoled clouds of dust after her
She bobbed her head in her quaint little
Irish courtesy, and said she would GO
ask the mistress about our clean tow
els. She returned presently with this
information,
The misthress sea, faith, an she only
the country"
The lady closed her Bible, her sweet
eyes looked quite irefui.
This is really too much, I shall go
down and see about it Immediately.
Think of using one towel a whole
week"
She swept out OF the room and down.
stairs. But a personal interview had
very little effect. She came back look
ing discouraged.
She says it is really the custom, and
that for one pound a week she cannot
afford'to do any more"
We remained al that place week,
each day little wetter, drearier and
colder than the preceding, and our big
drawing-rooms absorbing all the ugly
aspects of the weather outside. Our
miniature fire was totally inadequate
to the situation, and we had to sit
around in our outdoor wraps to keep
warm. The oRly fun we had was fur
nished by Mary Ann. She was a simple
creature. but possessed the proverbial
Irish wit, and had fresh, rosy young
face when it was clean. However, we
only saw that phenomenon once during
sure that she slept in the coalbin. and
sometimes were inclined TO think our
landlady did the same Mary Ann was
not Dublin girl, but belonged to the
country.
me father an mother are both dead
an in their graves. or I'd not be here.
an as for Arnerilly, l couldn't think o
crossing so much wather. 'Twould
scare me oat o me siren senses. Then
/ wouldn't like to leave Ireland. YOU
know. It's me home. Now, viii you
give me the lend of chair while light
the gas in the halo"
After that week we were contented
II try some smaller rooms where things
were cleaner and we could keep
warmer. Our landlady this time was
an Englishwoman who dropped her his
with reckless prodigalty and robbed us
every time she had an opportunity We
found in a few days that IL was
choice between doing OR own market
ing or bankruptcy, aad we did the mar
i4-.-.-A.. H. BOW trials attended that
experiment II was nothing for one OF
rs 70 have TO rush out ct the last no
Icent and buy something necessary Eo-
meal at midday or in the dusk of
evening, and we rarely went ont with
out returning home burdened with
packages, pot of cream or marina lade.
Strawberries, butter and even bacon
and esrrs