The Savannah morning news., 1903-05-24

The summer outing OF the average
working woman is rarely a time that
she remembers with pleasure. In nine
cases out of ten the two or three weeks
which constitute the vacation must be
spent in country boarding houses too
crowded for comfort. Saturday after
noon brings out even more perspiring
humanity to add it's noisy quota to-
ward the further undoing of sensitive
nerves. and when the brief sojourn
in Arcadia is over the woman in
search of rest wonders why she had
not thought of spending her vacation
in town.
But one young woman has solved
the problem of how to get a quiet and
pleasurea BILE summer outing on next
to nothing To her sister who is in
need of a protracted rest and who is
wondering where the money for it will
come from, her experiences will prove
extremely interesting.
As the young woman in question had
brought on complicated eye trouble by
her work, a long country rest was at
last advised, hearing which dictum,
she at once made out in her mind the
following memorandum of her re-
sources:
Cash on hand, $50.
Drawbacks to summer board: Ex-
pense. voices, pianos.
Gifts for playing Robinson Crusoe:
Courage. cooking, washing, garden
Ing.
Available amusements: Walking,
boating, fishing.
so be it," said the young woman,
who already felt a delicious interest
in the notion, II shall play Robinson
Crusoe.
An Outing in an Attic.
The next thing was to find desert
island; and this, in the shape of three
attic rooms in a long-closed farm
house, was soon appropriated.
This came about in the most acct
dental way. Somebody suggesting an
interior county as an excellent place
for the scheme of isolation and indie
pendence, the young woman took the
hint and a train, and in little over
an hours time was set out at little
town. Here, for the sum of $3.50 a
man in top boots agreed to put him.
self and his blackboard at her service
for a tour of the country. He told of
the quiet of Cross river, sort of de-
serted village from which sleeping
hamlet everybody who had not died
had moved away to be nearer the rail-
road. The cheap possibilities of the
place striking home, a drive of four
miles brought them to the haven.
In the deep shade of superb old
trees, sat long gray house, billed to
rent, which the exile at once settled
upon as her abode.
An old farmer, who came up the hill
to do the talking, informed the wom-
an that the rent was S. a month. But
the goods of one John Donoghue had
Uttered the best of the twelve rooms
for a year; so until he could consult
a lawyer as to their renovation John
had flown in the night with his port
able riches-she must be content With
the three attic rooms which overlook
ed the valley. For these the rent would
be 81 a month, though this exorbitant
sum included a garden patch"
spring of fine" water and all the
'firewood' that the tenant wished to
pick up.
Presently the old man seemed to
place the eccentric newcomer.
BE We one o them artists folks?"
he asked.
She nodded.
All was pain Salllng a1ter this, Tor
the man now became as anxious to
keep the windfall as he had been a
moment before to send it away.
How the Attic Was Furnished.
He had known an artist lady" once
before. and all the cookies of his heart
warmed to the clan. There was no end
to his favors. Hearing that there was
only a trunk to be moved from the
railroad station he guessed" that the
stranger might use any of the abscond-
ing Donoghues furniture and not send
for her own.
Then there was a nice tick down at
the shop that filled with new hay,
would make a fine mattress for her:
and II she liked them things"-brown
bean jugs, an old chest painted black,
and n cracked willow dish. weeded
from Johns litter-there was. too, at
the shop a pile OF "iunks" she might
pick over. lie began 10 wonder. even
II he had not charged too much rent
for the attic chambers
The 'Junks" OF the shop surpassed