The Louisiana Democrat. [volume] (Alexandria, La.) 1845-1918, 1897-10-27

EH-t3-j-& ''O1, tucft VIII
&azEYkKA be none!" said Mr..
szSS@-7 Dewey, the beard
ING and real estate agent, nlbbllns me
end Of his pen. II know Mrs. Sweet
clover very wells most Respectable
widow, in reduced circumstances-ano
+ know all about Seafoam Lodge, a de-
liehtful place, on the edge OF the
ocean where q man can't help being
healthy"
dale. "Let her know that [ consider
the thing bargain. will SEND my
trunks on Monday Of next week.
Mr.. McCorkindale had been sum,
mering OF the Adirondacks, and had
found that mountain breezes, black
flies and dried pine-needles didn't
agree with him. He WAS now resolved
to try the seaside. And he went home,
we'll pleased with the bargain he had
made.
Now, Mr.. Dewey was in partner
ship-Dewey & Salter-and 50 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 ct 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.
IT want board at the seaside for
month";" said she. CAT place, please
where there are no other boarders
/ Prices must be moderate, and surf
bathing is necessity" .
"Ah," said Mr.. Salter, bringing hi
chair down on its four legs at once
, "the very place! Mrs. sweetelover,
client of ours, has taken Seafoar
J., Lodge, on the New Jersey coast, an
has a clean, light, airy room to lei
' with good board, no mosquitoes -.
= eyes, I know" said Miss Milfol
"Just let me look OF her references
The references proved satisfaction.
" Miss Milfoil struck bargain at once
r sLet Mrs. Sweetclover expect N
on Monday" she said; and Mr.. Salt'
!. pocketed his commission with lnwa1
glee. 49, IT,
asked, when he came back from di
ner, with pleasant oleaginous fav
of roast pork and applesauce abo
him.
"I've let Mrs. Sweetclover's roo
ia for her." said Salter.
u. "Hello!' cried Dewey; II let
this morning, to old MeCorkindale
"And I've just disposed Of tito MI
LIE Milfoil," sputtered 6alter. "Why t
deuce didn't you enter it on t
o. books?" -.
"a man can't think Of everything
said Mr.. Dewey; "and I was going
n enter it when I came back.
"But what are we to do now9" 81
Salter.
Nothing" said Dewey. 'Ten
one. one of the parties won't keep
yor contract. We're not to blame, tina
tor can see."
ser And Mr.. Dewey, a philosopher al
ney his way, arranged his bulletin 'bo
18th anew, and sat down, human splc
hsi to await the coming Of any flies v
'nA might be disposed for business.
Mrs. Sweetclover, in the meanti
ard, ard had swept and garnished Seaft
ard Lodge, until it was fresher than
ard slip and sweeter than roses.
'ard She had decorated her up-st
lC' room with China mating, fresh n
lin curtains, and dimity covers to
ster bureau and dressing-table.
"I'do hope shall be able to let
" said Mrs. Sweetclover, with 8
n. "But there are so many seaside L
ings this year that-Dear me!
lle1- comes a gentleman and a valise ur
beach-road, and as true as live,
r ayes making straight for my houser
"Have my trunks arrived?"
Alex The pentleman-''name of McCor
u"s' dale"
10 m "Sir!' said Mrs. Sweetclover.
$3.50 'I engaged the room thre
!. Dewey 4 salter," said Mr.. Met
y oe W indale, "last week"
cts the first I've heard OF
. said Mrs. Sweetclover, all in Ill
But you're.,kindly welcome, sir, }, an
room is quite ready, if you'll b
good as to step up stairs"
= s'Humph! humph! said Mr..
10 Corkindale, gazing around him
los the eye of an elderly eagle.
- clean - tolerably airy-superb
u from the windows. Upon my "
lions. like the look Of things"
i" s'Do you think the apartment
/" suit?" said the widow, timidly.
{" "Of course it will suit" said
/" McCorkindale. "Here is M
E" board in advauce--ten dollars
I" the agent said. You may sery'
ner at one o'clock. Blue.dsh,