The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1897-11-06

AA q stipulate for that:
LRkG9 s'Oh, there will |
GGl-hSkA be nonel'' said Mr..
So Dewey, the board
ing and real estate agent, nibbling the
end of his pen. 'sI know Mrs. Sweet
clover very wells most respectable
widow, Introduced circumstances-and
know all about Ssafoam Lodge, de-
Iightful place, on the edge of the
ocean, where q man. can't help being
healthy"
every WE'LL" said Mr.. McCorkin-
dale. s'Let her know that l consider
the thing bargain. I will send my
trunks on Monday Of next week.
MIR. McCorkindale had been sum-
mering at the Adirondacks, and had
found that mountain breezes, black
flies and dried pine-needles didn't
ngree with him. He was now resolved
to try the seaside. And he won't home,
we'll pleased with the bargain he had
made.
Now, Mr.. Dewey was in partner
ship-Dewey & Salter-and so neatly
dovetailed together were the arrange
ments of the firm, that Mr.. Salter, who
dined at half-past twelve O'Clock, came
to keep Office exactly at the hour IN
which Mr.. Dewey, who dined at half
past one, took up his hat and cane to
depart. And scarcely had Mr.. Salter
lighted his cigar, and settled his chair
back at exactly the right angle of the
wall. than in came Miss Matte Mil
foil, blooming young old-maid, who
gave lessons in swimming at the Aqua
Pura Academy.
sI want board at the seaside for a
month";" said she. SAT a place, please,
where there are no other boarders.
Prices must be moderate, and surf
bathing is a necessity.
"Ah," said Mr.. Salter, bringing his
chair down on its four legs at once,
"she very placed Mrs. Sweetclover, a
client of ours, has taken Seafoan
Lodge, on the New jersey coast. and
has a clean, light, airy room to let
with good board, no mosquitoes-
eyes, I know" said Miss Milfoil
"Just let me look ut her references.
The references proved satisfactory
Miss Milfoil struck bargain at once
sIet Mrs. Sweetclover expect m'
ON Monday" she said; and Mr.. Salte
pocketed his commission with inwar'
glee.
Anything doing?" Mr.. Dewe
asked. when he came back from din
ner. with q pleasant oleaginous fiavo
of roast pork and applesauce abou
him.
s'Ive let Mrs. Sweetclover's ROOF
for her." said Salter.
"Helloi'' cried Dewey; II let i
this morning, to old McCorkindale
"And I've just disposed of it to Mis-
MiIfoil," sputtered Salter. "Wby IL
deuce didn't you enter it on IL
books?"
"a man can't think of everything
said Mr.. Dewey; 'and was going
enter it when came back.
"But what are We to do now?" sa
Salter. ,,
"Nothing," said Dewey. 'Ten
one. one of the parties won't keep q
contract. We're not to blame, that
can see." :.
And Mr.. Dewey, philosopher alt
his way, arranged his bulletin boa
anew, and sat down, human spldt
10 await the coming of any flies W
might be disposed for business.
Mrs. Sweetclover, in the meantln
had swept and garnished Seafo'
Lodge, until it was fresher than co
slip and sweeter than roses.
She had decorated her up-sta
room with China mating, fresh m,
lin curtains, and dimity covers to
bureau and dressing-table.
.sI do hope shall be able to let
said Mrs. Sweetcloyer, with 81
uBut there are so many seaside lo'
mos this year that-Dear me! b
comes a gentleman and valise up
beach-road, and as true as l live,
making straight for my housed
Have my trunks arrivedy 3
ho oantleman-ssname of McCork
dale"
"Sirr' said Mrs. Sweetclover.
eI engaged the room thro'
Dewey & Salter," said Mr.. McCe
lndale, s'last week"
cts the first I've heard OF
said Mrs. Sweetclover, all IN hul
But you're kindly welcome, sir, and
room is quite ready, If you'll De
good as to step up stairs.
'Humphl humph! said Mr..
Corkindale, gazing around him !,
the eye of an elderly eagle. ~
clean - tolerably airy-superb
from the windows. Upon my wo
like the look of things.
ssDo you think the apartment
suit?n said the widow, timidly.
ssOf course it will suitl'' said
McCorkindale. Here is mol
hoard in advance-ten dollars "
the agent said. You may serve
/ per d enc o'clock, Blus-asA.