The daily morning journal and courier., 1906-01-25

GOlng out 10 QlrecC nef later as tO where she should stretch the clothes lines, she met Louisa coming up the back stairs, flushed, determined, but beaming still. She regarded Mrs. Pan cost with the tolerant condescension that a St. Bernard might show to toy spaniel.
 "Ag woman down there," she began in herNsi2g-so accent, "she tell me keep off her clothes posts That she got there first. That it was her day to wash. She unite my line"
 Mrs. Pancost looked distressed, for she was new to that flat building. Dear me- she walled, what did you say? Where shall we hang the clothes?"
 Louisa looked mildly surprised. "Oh, I hang them already" she said as though the explanation were entirely unnecessary. Then she proceeded to make more starch. "They are oop.'
 So they were. Looking down, Mrs. Pancost saw her table linen and sheets waving defiance to her neighbours laun- dress, the lines stretches between the pOSLS' w lleLL I4Ouloeb 1AetA 6eeiNl to the rash objector or, more to the 1 point, what she had done to her, Mrs. Pancost could only terrifedly imagine, for that mighty parsonage seemed to regard the affair closed incident She | had gone down stairs to hang her bas- ket of clothes and she had hung them. What reason to waste any more breath about it?
 "It is just like trying to advise or di- rect the rock of Gibraltar said Mrs Pancost when trying to describe Louisa to her husband. T keep thinking of irresistible forces, fixed stars and Mag ara when I mediate upon her."
 Niagara seems the most appropriate of the lot, doesn't it?" asked Pancost, and then subsided, crushed, when his wife retorted that he didn't understand in the least.
 Mrs. Pancost might ask Louisa to iron the shirt waists and starched ar- ticles first, and also she was privileged to go out and find the clothesbar laden with the woolens and underwear, dish towels and bed linen. Never once did Louisa seem alarmed at what might ensue. Her belief that nothing would hapef shaped affairs as she had men tally planned, Mrs. Paneost would weekly pay over Louisa's money, re- ceive her cheerful "good-by," and let her depart without one remonstrance. She simply did not dare attack that inn pregnable front
 Sometimes she wondered what Louisa was thinking about, for she never talk ed. She seemed to live in a world oi her own and only noticed Mrs. Pancost at intervals. When she did she was pleasant and kind to her and Mrs. Pan cost was scandalized to find herself feeling nervously grateful for that Sc cretly she wanted to discharge Louisa
 but she couldn't. The thought of a life time ahead of her oversnadoWed by
 that massive laundress was awful, but
 she felt helpless. She hoped that maybe
 her husband some time would be trans.
 ferred to New York and then she could
 escape.
 One day when Louisa looked out an(
 saw that the coachman next door wa! l SCIGGllltlS dSACS Nlllllil i lpQ OL llG
 hanging clothes, Mrs. Pancost guiltil. hoped the encounter might result il Louisa s being removed by the patro wagon, but such was not the case Louisa did not rush unanimously dow stairs; she descended in a stately an imperious manner, and her conserva ton was brief and to the points, Tn coachman, surly fellow, simpl, melted away, humbly Mrs Pancos knew exactly how he felt
 In all these various episodes Louis : never lost her temper and never relax ed her beamng smile. After six month of it, with all Louisa's apparent simpl
 openness, Mrs. Pancost knew absolute ' ly nothing about her, whether she wer 3 maid wife or widow, homeless or s property holder. Louisa seemed per t fectly contented with her lot, perfectl 5 oblivlous of the fact that she worke s from daylight till dark She did tn , work her own way, as much or as littl n