Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1902-10-22

coat to attend his sisters wedding.
and the treasury was again depleted,
and finally l went on a vacation and
evened up the score by appropriate /
ing enough money to keep me at
summer resort for an entire week
We were by turns fearful lest
some one should discover the won
derful attractions of suite % and Sc
cure it. Every Sunday we read the
advertisements, and .whooped with
Joy when we found suite % I'M
rented.
Late that fall, after many financial
disappointments, we purchased fur
niture on the installment plan and
took up our abode in suite %.
There were five rooms, bath and
kitchen. 1 accepted the dark, snug,
inside room with one window open
ing on a quiet court. i made the
choice not so much because l was
unselfish as that I worked at night
and slept during the day. Even
now, since Brady and Harris have
deserted, | sleep there. It is a plain
little room, with it's walls covered
with deep red burlap. 1 always
hated figured papers because when
sleep will not come the figures take
on strange shapes, and the spectacle
of little red monkeys plucking flow
ers from the walls and throwing
them at your head does not induce
sleep.
There is table in the room piled
with books, and on the walls a few
cartoons, original drawings and out
line work of men with whom ] have
worked. Besides, her photograph
(the one she sent me one Christmas)
hangs just over the table SO 1 may
see it when | work there.
Brady had the large room. Tt is
empty now save when some strand
ed newspaper man seeks tempo
rary home. The room is full of
books. mostly verse, left by the de-
parted poet. The bed is huge and
filled with many pillows, for Brady
read and smoked a pipe in bed.
The other sleeping room was oc
cupied by Harris. Its walls still
glare with posters, great daubs of pure
color, uncomprehendible, sketches
and some line drawings. The room
has not now the artistic atmosphere
! it had when it was the lair of Har-
ris, for it is comparatively clean, the
| paleftes are gone, and rugs cover the
All the pipes and tobacco jars now
litter the big room we used in COM
mon-the council chamber of the
communicated / smoke there and
read as / lounge in the deep chairs.
1t is all mine, for Brady and Har-
ris deserted and left me in loneli-
ness and undisputed possession.
At first we were hilariously happy.
We had long arguments, we dis
cussed the sinful ignorance of pub
fishers who refused to buy our
wares, we worked and showed each
other our work, which is strange,
for, as a rule, writer's are woefully
bashful about showing their work
before it is printed. Afterward it is
different. We opened many bottles
at strange hours, and the popping
of corks punctuated many discus
sions.
Brady and Harris went to work
in the early morning, leaving me to
sleep until noon, and many times
coming home at midnight 1 found
them deep in argument over books
or pictures or telling each other
their hopes and aspirations.
Brady aspired to be rich. His
schemes always were on magnificent
scales. Returning home one morn
ing | saw a great light in Brady's
room, and opening the door softly
to investigate I beheld Brady at
tired in an abbreviated nightgown
his long, thin legs shining in the
light, standing on the arms of his
. studyNchair armed with a ruler. He
was measuring something on an I'm
rolled map of the world. / watched
, him through the partly open door
His antics were mysterious. HI
! would spring from the chair, draw
; lines across a sheet of paper spread
l on the table, then leap back to tn,
arms of the chair and measure TIL
/ map again. I watched several min
: utes, then stormed into the room
and demanded an explanation of hi
2 seeming idiocy. Brady seemed dis
t turbed. He hastily CROPPED togethe
e his papers, rolled up the map AM
1 muttered something about a schem
? to make his fortune.
: Under persuasion and with many re
: quests for secrecy he explained he ha
: discovered that the island of Cuba,
Z | turD ed q r-01nd would fl in exaftly he