Cochise review., 1900-09-20
His One Love Dream
Il Lasted Nearly One Day. ana Thinks He
Escaped Very Easily

spring vioiets. while overhead the
blue. sky stretched its dazzling dome,
like an arch OF glittering sapphire!
Its spring in good earnest" said
Mr.. Petyo Peterson, as be sat at his
window, his heels poised on the ex-
IRENE outer ledge, and fragrant cigar
pertaining the surrounding stmoa-
phere. "Tieigbo! | csu almost fancy
how the dspdeliops are starring over
the hills Of the old New Hampshire
farm where was born! Who would
think that it was the 10th Of April
already? And my house not let What
can the real eAtAte agents be thinking
Off"
Mr.. Petro Peterson WAS . stout, bald
headed gentleman of some six-and-fo
~ years Of age, with bright hazel eyes,
and neat, compact little tgure-one
of those men whose very air and gait
even though they were never to speak
word, make the perpetual proclama-
ton: Il am q man of money and poSi-
tion!"
II don't see why Mrs. Parker want
ed to give up the house" went on Mr.
Peterson, in his unsyushled soliloquy
She says. it's because the price Of
board is falling, and she can't afford
to keep up the establishment! A
great mistake OF hers in my opinion
a great mistake! She's the only wom-
an / ever knew who could make real
French omelet, or knew what cafe noir
meant! I'm almost tempted o wish--al-
most | say-that had married some
nice, sensible little girl 20 good years
ago; for-dear me. what can all that
ringing at the bell mean? Why don't
Mrs. Parker answer it2 Do the people
mean to pull the wire out bodily. l
wondAr?"
He had just tossed his cigar out Of
the window, with the intention OF him
self fastening to the rescue when a
servant girl came up 10 his apart
ment, breathless and ,;yer.
what il it, Hannah" lie cried. irss-
chilly.
IF We please, sir, the mistress 10
gone to market. and there's no one to
show the house told 'em would they
call again but they said perhaps Mr..
Peterson would oblige 'em!"
Very cool of 'em. upon my world"
cried Mr.. Peterson, mentally execrat-
ing the whole race of house hunters.
II beg your pardon, Mr.. Peterson. :"
cried voice as soft and sprightly as
the notes of the bluebird. but mamma
and have so many places to go TO, and
we thought you wouldn't mind our see
ing the housed"
And Mr.. Peterson's wrath melted
away like . morning vapor before her
pretty insolence Of demeanor, as she
stood in the doorway, balancing fairy
parasol on her finger. and looking with
saucy artlessness round his bachelor
sanctum, while Mrs. Cope's matronly
countenance appeared in the back
ground.
You can allow US the privilege of
looking at your house" said JEANNE,
coaxingly. "I-tbat is, mamma has got
to move, and although the rent of this
house must. of course, be very high,
she thought. by taking few board
ers she might contrive to meet e1-
penses!"
Exactly So" said mild Mrs. Cope.
Are you going TO move elsewhere"
asked JEANNE of our hero, as she
glanced at the half-packed trunks.
MY landlady is" groaned Mr.. Petro
Peterson. ITS awful to be at the
mercy of landlady, Miss Cops!'
But it's all your fault"
"All my fault?"
ITO be sure-why didn't ysu get
married?"
Because ! was fool!"
''And why don't you get married
now?" pursued the relentless little
sprite.
Would you" questioned Mr.. Peter
son. grayely, "if you were II"
"0f course | would. Get married and
board with us. Mamma viii give you
this room, and"
"My dear!" checked Mrs. Cope.
gently.
My dear madam" cried Mr.. Peter
son. still with his eyes fixed on jean
MES lovely face. II assure you think
it is an excellent idea!
And all through their journey from
cellar 10 French roof. while Mrs, Cope
considered the relative advantages Of
this room and that. Mr.. Peterson Kept
revolving this same excellent idea" in
his mind
Miss JEANNE" he said, somewhat
awkwardly. as they turned downstairs,
"supposing ! should ahem adopt
your suggestion. !, what would be your
fancy ia furnishing a suite of ro"ms?"
Let me see. said JEANNE. looking
composedly around I'D paper the
room in white and gold and I'd Hi the
windows with canary birds and plants
and IA have blue carpet and b ne
silk chairs and sofas"
You like blueY
Very much: 1t 10 my fAyorite
color"
Blue il shall be, thenl" cried the
delighted bachelor. Mrs Cope II
you should decide TO take the house
you will please reserve these rooms
for me. ands-and Mrs Peterson,
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