Akron daily Democrat. [volume] (Akron, Ohio) 1892-1902, 1899-12-13
THEY ARE NE|GABORS NOW.

at last. wonder what kind Of people
they are"
She remained close to the dumb waiter
shaft with the probable hope of finding
out by the nural method.
"Thcy've got n small boy-l can hear
him asking questions" she mused. And
a pet dog OF some kind or othcr-I can
hear the tiDkling of bells on his collar.
l hope to goodness gracious sakes alive
they've got no squnlling babiesw
She bent closer to the dumb waiter
shaft.
Il have been hoping so that the fiat
never would be TAKEN" she mused some
more. II really do not know what we
shall do IL they have a horrid piano, or,
worse. one Of those parlor organs! | Won
der II there are any screechy young wo-
men taking vocal lessons in the familyT'
The sound of the voice of the moving
In mistress OF the flnt below. giving di-
rcctions to the movers, came up brokenly.
",rhnt woman has hard voice." mused
Mrs. Rubberino. well. thank mercy.
we won't have to know her. From the
sound Of her voice I'd be willing to
venture that she lends her husband n
merry dance! There's one thing to be
thankful for, though-whoever they arc,
| they'll get some OF the mice and water
bugs that infest this Hat. / just wish
they'd get them all!'
The plnntive wall of an infant came
up the shaft.
az knew it! exclaimed Mrs. Rub
berino. 81 just felt that they'd have n
whole establishment Of squawking young
| ones! What lungs! And suppose that
will go on nt all hours OF the night! Why
will they let people with young ones into
Hats?'
The thought led Mrs Rubberino to the
front screen windows of her fat. A big
open van was drawn up at the curbstone.
looks like cheap stuff to me-" mused
Mrs. Rubberino. "Of course. they've got
one or two pretty pieces, and dare say
they got those on the instalment plan.
Cute little buffet table, that. But, mercy
me, look nt that old marble topped table!
II that doesn't date back to the flood.
don't know! suppose they've got one
OF those mounted wax flower things
with glass globe over II. and an aged
gilt French clock, also with glass globe
over It, and chrome picturing n little
girl putting on spectacles with I'm
Grandma Now under It, Well, Of all the
battered trunks! And with old pieces of
rope around them!
my. but they've got sight Of old
junk. haven't they" mused Mrs. Rub
berino. "Um--kitchen chairs-I saw
some Just like that the other day for 80
cents. Well. that's neat little chiffo-
nier, for wonder. Wonder where they
got TINT? I'm going to make Rubberino
| get me new chiffonier. Desk, too;
wonder IL the mans going to set up an
office, or what? My, look at that old
horschair sofa! Did you ever! sup
pose she tells everybody that's IN heir
loom, and 1t looks it. Um--and u folding
bed that looks like spirituaiistic cab
| met! I don't see any dshes-oh, yes.
there they nre In that barrel. Can't be
very valuable Dresden or Limoges. or
they wouldn't pack 1t In IN old barrel of
straw! And. gracious sakes, did you ever
sec so many saucepnns-one, two, three,
| four? / wonder II they are going to start
a boarding house In fat? I'm sure the
smell OF their cooking will come up tho
| dumb waiter shaft and drive us out OF
house and homeland | just know they'll
live on cabbage and fried onions!
Mercy on us, that piano looks as II II
might be u hundred years old! Well, III
expect to hear 'em playing The Black
Hawk Waltz and Monastery Bells and
The Mniden's Prayer ON II Just as soon
as they get 1t up stairs!
| "That's n nice lean back chair, though
| green velours cover. I'm going to make
Mr.. Rubberino get me another lean back
chair. And what really pretty cabinet
I'm going to make Mr.. Rubberino get me
a new cabinet nt once.
| II wonder II she Is stylish? Well,
| just fancy III be able to hold my own In
the matter OF clothes with any woman in
this apartment house! From the hard
sound of her voice. don't suppose her
husband ever dares to jaw her, so that
wen be spared that at any rate. But
suppose II we 30 much as walk across the
floor up here at night they'll be complain
ing to tho naughty janitor that we
hold ghost and sun dances In this fiat
until 2 o'clock In the morning! Doubtless
they'll got all the heat out Of the steam
pipes In cold weather, being below us,
and l suppose they'll keep the hent turn
| ed on at every radiator from Oct. until
April l. just for meanncss! ! suppose She II
want to send her rubbish box down In
the dumb waiter first In the morning Just
because she's on the second floor; but I'll
attend to that! Such privileges belong to
| the folks who have been the longest In
the tlathorse. Just look at all OF those
heavy. stufy old carpets, and not yard
Of mating! I wonder IL they're going to
put hot carpets down before the warm
weather is over? That's n real sweet lit
tie jardinicrc. I'm going to get Mr.. Rub
bcrino TO got mo one like that tomorrow.
II that brat of boy down stairs isn't play
ing on drum already" etc.. until the
last vanload was unloaded.
Then Mrs. Rubberino got ready for her
daily trip to market, When she descend
cd 10 the hail. she stopped In tho vesti-
bulc to see II the new tenants had al
ready put their card In the slot provided
therefor In the glass covered letter box.
The new tenants had, The card read
thus, Mrs. John Kecpstill."
Mrs. Rubbcrlno Hounccd right mp stairs
and knocked on the hall door OF the Sec
ond story front fiat, The new mistress
thereof opened the door.
"Why. Margaret Kccpstill!' she ex-
rlnimcd effusively. ~ hadn't the least
idea you We're moving here. Who would
ever dream that you were coming to the
same place with us? And isn't 1t per-
fectly lovely that we are going to be
neighbors" Washington Star.
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