The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1905-02-04
ENTER THE
WIDOW
BY Anneffs Graham
Copyright, 1905. by T. c. Mcclure

Great, ISN'T it," asked Dubois.
Couldn't be better" said Marshall
You've certainly done wonderstn
said the infant.
Beats any boarding house we've
ever struck said Remmington. and
he glanced significantly through the
window across the court.
The court" was really nothing but
an air shaft, and on the other side the
window opened into the dining room
Of a typical city boarding house, with
its clatter of dishes and forced con-
versaton. Listening to it all, the four
bachelors in their own coy quarters
smoked on in contented silence
They had stuck together for four
years, trailing from hotel to boarding
house, boarding house TO bachelor
apartments, bachelor apartments to,
restaurants, until in despair they had
decided TO furnish e fat. Dubois had
been elected TO buy the furniture and
install the domestic machinery. The
other three declared that he had a
bump of domesticity that ought to be
encouraged. So be had experimental
with the employment agencies, where
he bad interviewed women grave and
gay. who hailed all the way from Nor
way TO Africa, and at last he had Sc
cured the services of Wyote, a typ
ical Japanese servant, with excellent
references.
No four children, possessed Of
brand new pals and rshovels on a
sandy beach, ever experienced more
pleasure than these four grown men
with their new toy, which they had
dubbed THE Snuggery." Every night
as they sat at table they expressed
appreciation Of their own comfortable
position and deep commiseration for
the unfortunate individuals who board
ed across the area. Then came a day
when silence brooded over the other
fat Bare, uncurtained windows, COW
cred with dust, greeted the occupants
OF The SDuggery" when they came
home that night
Nova very quick" said WyOte con-
cisely. and the bachelors really felt as
IL something had gone out Of their lives
when they could no longer pity their
next door neighbors.
: For a week the opposite fat was
empty. Then came decorators. The
staring windows were cleaned, and one
night Dubois, coming home earlier
than the others, saw q pretty girlish
face at the opposite window. 1t was
rather a high bred face, too, though
its owner could not be more than six
teen, and il was framed on either side
by hangings of some soft green mate
rial Dubois turned away from the
window and looked inquiringly at wy
ote, who was setting the dinner table.
mo man; all ladies' said WyOte.
Good Lord" said Dubois. Il hope
it's not a young ladies' seminary"
And the rest Of the fellows echoed his
wish. Half an hour later the pretty
girl, otherwise Kittie Bronson, exclaim-
ed:
"Auntie, dear do look; there isn't a
woman over there-just four horrid
men with a japanese servant
kitty, Kitty" said Mrs. Bronson as
she hastily drew down the shade. Il
can see very plainly that this is no
place for you. You must remember
that. while in Little River it was your
privilege TO know all about your neigh
bors' affairs, In New York every fam
sly lives unto itself. and-and you real
IL must not display any further inter
est in the people across the areaway,
particularly if they are all men"
2 Kitty Bronson did not mean to be
disobed1ent, but the window across
the areawsy possessed fascination for
her, and,even her aunt had to admit a
mid interest in the doings Of those
-four funny bachelors" Ms Bron-
son also had a bump OF domesticity,
and, though q woman Of means. she
managed her elegant little home, with
ats two servants and her late hus-
bands niece, in a manner economical,
yet not penurious. She loved dainty