Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1899-09-16

on down there all the time so that well
never be able to get bit up here to cook
with or drink or anything else she re-
hected. Il hope the man doesn't drink
ing all the fiat bells at all hours of the
night. And 1 hope there isn't any small
boy In the family who's learning the cor
net or the flute. Gracious me. and the gas
flow up here is weak enough (al-
though the bills strong enough, good
ness knows), and now that those horrid
people have moved in down there l don't
suppose we'll have enough light to see
each others faces by l wonder If they
pay as much rent as we do? That flats
not half as pretty as ours, but, being on
the second floor. perhaps-well, 1 don't
know. And let me see, their kitchen Is
right under our dining room, and it'll be
SO hot when were at meals-oh I wonder
what kind of furniture they've got?"
This thought led Mrs. Rubberino to the
front screen windows of her fiat. big
below.
Looks like cheap stuff to me-" unused
Mrs. Rubberino. of course. they've got
one or two pretty pieces, and 1 dare say
they got those on the installment plan.
Cute little buffet table, that. But, mercy
me. look at that old handicapped table!
If that doesn't date back to the flood L
don't know. l suppose they've got one Of
those mounted wax flower things with
glass globe over 1t. And aged gilt
French clock, also with a glass globe over
it. And chrome picturing little girl put
ting on spectacles. with I'm Grandmamma
Now under it. Well, of all the battered
trunks. And with old pieces of rope
around them. What's the name on the end
of that trunk 1 wonder? l wish that man
would up-end it so l could see And there's
a typewriter. l wonder who uses it? Per
haps the man takes in typewri.ing work,
and wen hear the awful click-cicking, in
the middle Of the night.
Another open van pulled up shortly "
MY. but they've got q sight of old Junk.
haven't they?" unused Ms. Rubberino.
"Um-kitchen chairs-I saw some just ike
that the other day for 90 cents. Well,
that's a neat little chffonier. for wonder.
Wonder where they got that? I'm going to
make Rubberino get me new chiffonier.
Desk, too. / wonder if the mans going to
set up Office. or what? My. lcok at that
old horse hair sofa, Did you ever? sup
pose she tells everybody that's an heirloom.
and it looks it. Um-and a folding bed
that looks like a spiritualistic cabinet. l
don't see any dishes-oh, yes. there they
are in-that barrel. Can't be very valuable
Dresden Limoges, they wouldn't pack
it in an old barrel OF straw. And, gracious
sakes. did you ever see many saucepans
one, two, three four-I wonder If they
going to start a boarding house in a
fiat? I'm sure the smell of their cooking
viii come up the dumb-Wa;ter shaft and
drive us out of house and homeland / just
know they'n live cabbage and fried
onions
Mercy on us. that piano looks as If it
might be hundred years old, Well, I'll
expect to hear em playing The Black
Hawk Waltz and Monastery Bells and
The Maiden's Prayer on it just as soon as
they get it upstairs,
That's nice lean-back chair, though
green velour cover. I'm going to make Mr..
Rubberino get me another lean-back chair.
And what a really pretty cabinet. I'm
going to make Mr.. Rubberino get a new
cabinet al once
Il wonder if she is stylish? Well. just
fancy I'll be able to hold my in the
matter Of clothes with any woman in this
apartment house! From the hard sound of
her voice, l don't suppose her husband
ever dares to jaw her that Wen be
spared that, at any rate But l suppose if
much walk across the floor I'D
here at night they'll be complaining to the
naughty janitor that We hold ghost and
sun dances in this fiat until o'clock in the
morning! Doubtless they'll get all the
heat out Of the steam pipes in cold weather
being below US, and l suppose they'll keep
the heat turned on at every radiator from
the list Of October until the LIST of April,
just for meanness! / suppose she'll 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've been the longest in fiat-house.
just look at all of those heavy. stufry. 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 real sweet little jardiniere I'm
going to get Mr.. Rubberino get me one like
that tomorrow. If that brat of boy down
there isn't playing a drum aiready!'
etc. etc. until the last van load was I'M
loaded
Then Mrs. Rubberino got ready for her
daily trip to market. When she descended
to the hall she stopped in the vestibule to
see If the new tenants had already put
their card in the slot provided therefor in |
the giass-covered letter-box. The new
tenants had. The card read thus: Mrs
John Keepstill."
Mrs. Rubberno founced right upstairs
ana Knocked on the hall door Of the second
story front fiat. The new mistress thereof |
opened the door.
Why, Margaret Keepstilir' she ex-
claimed. effusively Il hadn't the least idea
you were moving here! Who would ever
cream that you were coming to the same
pace with US! And isn't it perfectly lovely |
that We are going to be neighborsv'