Little Falls herald. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1889-1950, 1902-01-03

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h shoulder. Mrs =. vi ION Street was.
D. course, curious to know what was in the
bundle, SO, after Diminishing the youth
Street swelled up q bit and said !: i.
II believe you said It would cost 81 ] vim
/ dow to have those curtains put up, my dear
Yes, z, said Mrs. Fulton Street. ~
"And that the carpenter wanted s. to.
put up some shelves in the hall q S5
eyes, .@s35
"And that a chest for the baby's toys and
one for the linen and other jobs around here
would cost $40 more # .s NJ s.
That's what the man said, replied Mrs.
Fulton, falteringly. .3 . H
"Well,'' said Mr.. Fulton Street, st won't
cost any more than the price Of the material
to have any of. the work done. ] will
do it, VI. =
why, you haven't tool to your name,
and if you had you couldn't began
Mrs. Fulton Street, but her husband inter
| rupted her. SS p. 5.I
tTush, tush, my DEAR" he said, tthe tools
are here. That's what I've brought home
shall do this work on Sunday, and if there
| is anything else you would like to have at
| tended to, just let me know. I always was
| fond Of puttering around the house, and the
| only reason never done more of it was be-
cause never had the tools.' 4. II.
| So impatient was Mr.. Fulton Street to
! get to work on Sunday morning, that he got
up as early as on week days and started in
at once on those hall shelves. Strips and
planks had been sent up at his order from q
lumber yard. .% a"+ ~.@z ~ " aes. -
Mr. Fulton Street helped himself to one
long plank and tried to fit it in the space
over the ice box where the shelves were to
| 60. It wouldn't fit. Mr.. Fulton Street
| sawed piece of, but made it too small. -
Mrs. Street," he called, in voice which
trembled little, but was still under oon-
| troll, please bring me your tape measure"
why, Fulton, / haven't one, called Mrs.
Street. H.. ..;.,.. ...~
Haven't a tape measure, Ell? Wei, how,
| in the world do you suppose I'm going to
get these shelves up without tape ,meas-
| ure? Bring me piece Of string, them
Mrs. Fulton Street brought the string
and Mr.. Fulton Street made careful meas
u, ements. Then he nailed up two strips
, ard after wasting two more pieces Of board
ct a piece that would fit in
There's one shelf up he said. "Now
, fo- the next"
OF course you're sure it's strong enough"
put in Mrs. Street.
Mr. Fulton Street looked disguised. i.
"What do you take me for?" he demand
ed. '"Thag4shelf would hold a. hundred
pounds. Why, can sit on it myself and
Mr.. Fulton Street actually gave little jump
from the chair on which he was operating
| and landed on the shelf. He came down like
ton of brick on top of the ice box, his
trousers full of splinters and cut on his
head where the hammer had hit him, as the
shelf gave way.
What Mr.. Fulton Street said of this ca
| lamity need not be repeated. The gist of it
| was that woman who would deliberately
trick her huband into sitting on shelf in
order to enjoy the spectacle of his falling,
| and would then laugh at him as he lay in
jured on the floor, was just the sort of q
woman who wouldn't have a tape measure
in the house when it was needed. In the
end of it all it was the absence of the tape
measure that was responsible for the weak
| ness of the shelf. Mrs. Fulton Street diplo-
| matically admitted this herself.
| The restoration of peace was followed by
the announcement from Mr.. Fulton Street
that he would not tackle the shelves again
until he could get tape measure. Mrs. Full
ton Street suggested that he put up the cur
tain poles Mr.. Fulton Street said that he
would do it. ......
"And here's where the beauty Of the
brace comes in" said Mr.. Street, who was
now quite restored in temper. "Watch me
bore hole" and he reached into the tool
| chest and got out the necessary imple-
ments. +"
;. Mr.. Street bored hole three sizes too
large for the largest screw that he had, SO
| he had to bore another. Mrs. Street sug-
| gested that it got lot of sawdust on the
I parlor carpet, whereupon Mr., Street turned
around suddenly to say something very
! sharp about women who annoyed men when
they were trying to save money.
He made such a quick turn that he lost
! his grip on the brace, and it fell on table
beneath. It hit a lamp and the lamp in
falling hit the baby, who had been watching
the amateur mechanic with eyes full of won
| der and admiration.
The baby let out piercing shrek, and
Mrs. Fulton Street followed suit. Mr..
Street came down the ladder in such hurry
! that he lost his footing and fell in heap on
the floor. There he sat while Mrs. Fulton
| Street, who had discovered slight bruise
on the baby's head, where the edge of the
lamp had struck, called him a murderer and
INDUCED in other pleasantries.
| When tears had followed Mrs Fulton
Streets indignation, according to the inev-
liable rule of things, Mr.. Street got turn,
and he used the few moments allowed to
him to great advantage. Condensed his
argument was, that if he had been let alone
no harm wouuld have been done, and that
by that time the curtain would have been
waving gracefully from the pole.
The wealth of sarcasm was not wasted
on Mrs. Fulton Street. She retired to her
own room where she spent the next hour
rubbing witch-hazel on the baby's head and
telling it things about it's father quite unfit
for publication. 10
Meanwhile Mr.. Fulton Street retired to
the dining-room where he attempted to
shift the blade of the plane, despite the
instructions of the man who sold to him
the tool chest, not to touch it. He cut his
hand, but rather than have Mrs. Fulton
Street know of the accident he wrapped it
up in napkin and proceeded to plane the
! edge of the drawer. r.. T.
The blade, an inch of which was now ex-