The sun., 1900-06-10
wESTCHESrER COUNTY WIPED OUT.
Amidon Tore II Out Of HIS Maps His Dinner
Party Experience the Reason.

Party Experience the Reason.
Mrs Amidon was aroused at 10 o'clock on last
Sunday morning. late as it was, by strange
noises in the library She sat up In bed. and
as the sound of apassng elevated train reached
her with its assurance that she was In New
York, she smiled happily Six hours OF
troubled dreams. geographically suburban, had
caused her to doubt that fact for minute or
two after opening her eyes Being safely In
New York, nothing else mattered much al
though the strangeness Of the noises An the
library aroused her curiosity. Mr.. Amidon
was swearing, softly but continuously,
oaths were ingenious. He uttered them In the
monotonous fashion Of schoolboy who had
been called upon to speak piece and who did
ii merely because II was duty. Mr.. Amidon
is not usually profane and his monologue was
punctured with crashes and slams and was
finally brought to period by an explosion.
Watson Amidon. called his wife, What on
earth was that noise.?"
That, my dear, was the globe
The new one which bought for the Turkish
lamp"
Not at ALL" said Mr. Amidon. Just the
globe map OF the world. / could not fix 1t in
any other way, 80 smashed it. Where are the
encyclopedias and the gazetteers which We
own"
Second shelf, third bookcase to the right Of
the door," answered Mrs. Amidon promptly.
But. Watson. dear, what were the other noises
which heard before the final crashP"
Some OF them were justihable. profane oaths,
and others we're caused by nv tearing pages
out of the few Biographies which l find in the
library"
Mrs. Amidon wondered whether the previous
| nights experiences had unbalanced her hus-
bands usually wel-balanced brain, or whether
| it was continuation Of his dreams
Are you ill., Watson?" she asked.
mo, Just busy"
What on earth are you doing there?"
Just tearing the map Of Westchester county
| out OF every book which we own"
Mrs. Amidon looked puzzled for a moment,
| and then. as the memory Of her Saturday night
| in Westchester county returned, she exclaimed
| Watson, always suspected that you were
| clever and now l know it. Don't you want
| hep?"
NO thank you" said the voice in the library
| Il am all through now except with the gazetteer
and I'll finish that directly"
| When Amidon had finished his work he COL
lected the little heap Of maps and descriptions
OF Westohester county and burned it in the
| open fireplace. Since Sunday Amidon has told
| the series of mishaps which caused him TO mutt
late his geographical books to many aCQua ain
tances and eacn OF them has assured him that
| 1t was hard-luck story that justified his ac-
ton Moreover II = true. ana II any one choose.
| It pours. Amidon Is not going to deny 1t.
! The Amidons had been persuaded by Mr.
ana ars; harai 20 take dn. ihe "a Tsim ram a. the
| heart Of Westchester county and see how beauS
hul II was IN summer.
there is nothing like living in the country at
| this time of the year. Song Of the birds, pure
air Odor Of new-mown hay and a nice broad
ysFtpSA ys I'd saSSs SSAs NJ s It, IT. sa p two
hundred trains day. and II you miss one YOU
| can take the next, and there you are just a.
| easy as reaching the upper west side OF town. !"
Kmidon was almost convinced, and he only
needed a practical demonstration to tempt him
to move TO Westchester county himself Bust
ness called Amidon TO Washington on Friday.
and he teegraphed Mrs. Amdon to meet him
at the station in time for the 53t train II not
| only rained but II poured between and $50
| wet, but with five minutes to spare She waited
| for Amidon. Two minutes after the door had
| been closed for the 6;34 steamng cab horse
pulled up at the station and from the cab came
| Amidon with rush that suggested a half back
| carrying the ball through the opposing teams
| lines. The commuters were tossed TO either
room Mrs. Amidon greeted him cheerfully.
| Watson, you are Just two minutes too late.
but never mind. We can take the eO2."
| Watson Amdon Is essentially punctua al
| man who dislikes being late, and to make a
| rush from Washington to New York to miss
such paltry thing as 53a suburban train
| was annoying. There was nothing to do but
|. wait for the 802 and hope that the rain would
Istop. The Amidons entered the 6O2 train As
| soon az IT was ready. thus suffering from hf-
teen minutes In the heated cars in the station.
| where no draught was possible. This was fol-
| lowed. when the train finally pulled out, by q
| smoky, close ride through the inside tunnel
instead Of through tho larger and better ven-
tilated one; When the train pulled out and
| crossed the bridge Amidon remarked conserva-
| lively that II was just a bit warm. When the
| town where the Rurals lived was reached. half
| an hour later. the rain was coming down with
| out any apparent system. The bottom Of a
| climbed patiently into wagon called a cab.
because 1t had once had right to the name,
and they reached the Rurals with many e1Jla.
nationD Of the DELAYS The Rurnls apologiLed