Connecticut western news., 1899-11-30
BY EVAN MACPHERSON

apartment-staring at the half hearte' snowfall and the November dullness O New York side -wonderin, somewhat whether, after all, he wa doing wisely in throwing away hl chance of going home to the other enc of the state for his Thanksgiving din ner.
 Whether the event would justify hi decision, or not would depend on { young person over there, across the street, bewildering damsel of Can ada, whose business for the winter 1T New York was to study the church or gan. MT. Middleton, having, very mucl to his own satisfaction, established himself as one of three at the same lit tie table with her in Mrs. Flanagan's dining room, where he ate twice day would gladly have improved the occa sion of holiday and the opportunities offered by common sentiment of be Ing left out in the cold world.
 Naturally enough, the young mans eyes wandered to the front of Mrs Flanagan's house, and instantly he saw that something very much out oi the common was going on. In fact Middleton saw that crowd was gath, ering outside Mrs. Flanagan's, and the occasion of the crowd was evidently q huge furniture van. Furniture was be- ing carried out of the house-not mere bedroom furniture, but strange and problematic articles which Middleton associated with Mrs. Flanagans dining room.
 Well. if there isn't that crazy old majolica jardiniere she sets the Ice water onw he ejaculated. By jingo. they're evicting her-and-and her It's high time for me to drop in."
 Ignoring the expectant grin of the crowd and stepping over a heap of dirty burlap on the sidewalk, he dodg- ed in through the doorway, between a moving refrigerator and waiting wire cot. and, as he entered, a girlish voice somewhere behind the refrigerator called out, "Oh, MT. Middleton"
 ''So glad you've comep' Lillian Me Kay shouted, clapping her hands. "Hurrah! What are you looking at my hair for? It's a sight, I know. I haven't had time to do 1t up. Say, isn't 1t shame? And they wanted to take my piano, If you please! Now, you're a lawyer. You can settle the whole thing for poor Mrs. Flanagan, can't your
 "I'm only a lawyers clerk yet, and the question for us-for you and Mrs. Latour and me-to settle Is. Where are we going to get our Thanksgiving din nerY
 "Yes, l know, and you might have gone home to Buffalo"-
 "I'd rather be just where I am," said he young man.
 Thanks" she said, and then she went on in a hurry: Cant you do anything to stop them, Mir. Middleton? How can they turn her out like this when she told them she would pay this very afternoonY
 "Did you know about 1t this morn ingY Middleton asked her, passing OfCI tue QuCohlOh VI Ad w.
 "Why, no. The first I knew of II was when I was practicing over some dreadfully difficult things they gave me at the college, and in walked two men Oh, Mrs. Flanagan! Come here! Here's MT. Middleton. Perhaps he can help you"
 Mrs. Flanagan had just emerged k6<1 1o oFf fho ho ooly fo irc O pale. black haired woman, with gilt tering black eyes.
 "No, child," she said. "Mr. Middle ton can't help me. I don't know where all you children are going to get your dinner today and tomorrow, Thanks giving day, and after you've paid me in advance"-
 "Oh, that'n be all right, Mrs. Flana gan," said Middleton.
 Never mind, Mrs. Flanagan" said Lillian. "We'll manage about the din ner. I declare" she went on, turning upon Middleton naughty and upliftet chin with very aggravating dimplt in the middle of 1t, this Is the frs Thanksgiving was ever In the States and I think you Yankees ought to bt ashamed toto let Mrs. Flanagan bt treated like thisw
 "It Is an unfortunate coincidence, Middleton said In a low voice, but don't think 1t can be fairly imputed al a national disgrace. Mrs. Flanagan where are you going tonightY'
 Me, child? Why, couldn't tell yor that to save my neck. If I only hat time to look around"-
 "Yes, know. But, as 1t Is, where arc you goingW the young lawyer persist ed, land where are your boarders go ingY
 "All my boarders that had rooms here are gone, child-aH except thi one sweet angel" meaning, of course Lillian.
 1 have an idea, Miss Mckay" Mid dleton exclaimed, quite as If something new had just occurred to him-whicI was deceit.
 "Then, for goodness sake, out witt ity"
 Why, you see, so many of us room CTS over at Anderson's take our meal here that we shall be In pretty genera distress if Mrs. Flanagan goes of That would be bad for the Andersons wouldn't 1t? Very well. Why not le Mrs. Flanagan come over and occupy their kitchenw
 They haven't any dining room va cant, child," Mrs. Flanagan mournful- ly objected.
 But Mrs. Flanagan can send up meals to our rooms for the present," " Middleton answered.
 And where do come in, or whither do go outr'
 "Ask Mrs. Latour to let her dear Canadian girl share her room. She'll be only too glad"
 So it came to pass that Mrs. Flana gan was installed that evening In tht