The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1906-03-11
A Church Supper. a Falling Out
Between Nsighbors and
Biz OF Revenge.

dashed to the door in quest Of adven-
ture. Willie. first at the goal, uncere-
moniously swept aside the silkoline
curtain screening the glass, thereby
disclosing a stout, blond lady surprised
in the act of 'fiufing up her crimps.
Pooh. It's no one" he cried, let
ting the curtain fall in disgust. and
the mob raced back to the dining room,
where they were reproducing the last
trip of the Deadwood stage.
Their mother, however, calling out
from the kitchen, elected the more ac-
curate information that the ringer wa
.'4ust Miss Hunt This st&tement was
enough to throw Mrs. Ramsey into a
panic.
Brushing aside the intervening chill
dren she dartef into the parlor, whisk-
ed up the shades, fiirted her apron over
the melodeon, snatched a rag doll from
the sofa. and. retreating to the bed
room, shedding her garments as she
ran, called to Floreila to let the visitor
in, nd say that mamma d be there
in a minute, nd give her the album to
look at. nd be sure not to let her sit
on the mended chair
F1orella. a middle aged person of u,
piloted the stout lady through the mar
row hall and landed her safely in the
substantial red plush rocker. There the
called sat and rocked, feigning a polite
Inconsistencies of the opening OF
drawers, rummaging of boxes. pouring
of water and swishing Of skirts in the
adjoining room
From time to time the shrek of an
expiring passenger in the Deadwood
stage srnote her ear, followed by a
smothered expostulation from the bed
Miss Hunt did not have recourse to the
aIbum-she knew il of old--but she
just rocked and rocked and looked idly
out of the window
By and by Tommy, one of the earliest
victims of the redskins, wearying OF
his monotonous role, and also impehed
by a desire to cough, resurrected him
self cautiously and crept into the hall
to peek at Miss Hunt She smiled at
him, and straightaWay he fell captive
to her charms.
He advanced into the room He
planted himself in front of her, his
hands behind his back, his legs far
apart. His eyes roamed gravely but
admiringly over her expanse of face,
her profusion of chins. her generous
girth.
''Well?. Intercepted Miss Hunt
Her voice had to force its way up
through SO many folds of flesh that it
acquired somewhat subterranean and
cavernous quality
weir she repeated.
II guess you eat your oatr1eal," he
commented. shrcwdly.
There was much more he wished to
say, but Just then his mother swoop-
ed down on him from behind and
swept him from the room. The visitor
rose genteelly.
Now, Mrs Rumsey. I'm afraid
you've hurried she began.
No, not" painted Mrs. Rumsey, still
fumbling with her belt, but I'm afraid
I've kept you waiting"
mo, MOI" protested Miss Hunt, he
~oic in her turn, nothing of the sort.
TIE fact is" she continued, sinking
back into the rocker and rather ner-
vously extracting paper from her
black silk bag, while the hostess
perched guardedly on the mended chair
so that she might command at least
a portion of the dining-room, I'm
round s'1iciting for a supper tomorrow
night I declared 1 feel real mean,
too, bout coming here, but the ladies
gave me this street, and I was afraid
you'd feel sighted if I left you out.
We talked it all over in c'mittee meet
ing yesterday afternoon. and Mrs.
Judge Thornton said, if she was me,
she'd come; and then, of course. Mrs.
DR. Grigsby said. wei, she wouldn't
(you know they're kind Of edgewise);
and then Mrs. Bolton over here. she
said -
My land, Mrs. Rumsey. is that
your Willie whooping like THAR
Mrs Rumsey listened intently mo-
ment.
mo, that's Henry's whoop. FIorella,"
she called. you hold his head Go
right on. Miss Hunt"
Miss Hunt looked embarrassed
why, I don't know as 1 had much
more to say OF course, we all know
it's pretty dry Shedding for you with
such a lot of children and no husband
mot that Mr.. Rumsey did much. but
I suppose it was sort of a comfort to
have man round
And we knew you didn't keep
girl, and the children were all down
with the whooping cough, and Things
were as you may say. at SKIES ana
sevens Well as / say. we talked 1t all |
over. but we didn't seem to decide any
thing as near as I could make out, ana |
so.'' she concluded rapidly rolling ana |
unrolling her paper. Il thought I'd use
my own best Judgment and come.
In the course of this explanation |
Mrs. Rumsey had forgotten all about
favoring the weak leg of her chair. |
and now she sat sQuarely facing the
visitor.
What was It Mrs. Bolton said?'' she
demanded
Lob. Mrs. Bottom" Miss Hunt was
visibly relieved that she was, called
upon merely 70 quote the words of an
other. why you know how airy she
is. Well. she said though she lived
next door she wasn't at all intimate
with you. but she felt sure twas as
much as you could do TO find food for
your own family"
''Oh. she said that. did she?" Mrs.
Rumsey caught one of her daughters
flying past the parlor door and tied her
hair ribbon with a jerk. II guess
Imam, Maria Roffor years AGO when