Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-02-03

thing overheard by Mixer. He heard Ban
try saying to man and woman:
We'll, those people seem to be in charge
now. You'd better see them If you want
rooms"
Mixer turned about, caught his wife's
long arm, yanked her about with him. Both
Have you rooms to rent? A bulldog
looking woman, fiat nose and remarkably
wide nostrils; unsmiling, stolid face; nne,
fresh compilations; tousseled hair, and
man with a hanging head.
"Oh, yes; we have f1oor! from the Mix
ers. They looked at each other, eyes blink
ing with cunning.
They led the way to door, punctured
as If 1t had been a gatling-gun target,
where many different sized spring locks
had been fitted.
The Mixers rented the only vacant floor
Into the third house with Jumpers-White
Jacket just emerging from the second
house. Mrs. Tarino patted and adjusted
her turban, Tarino stumbled over his
broom. They glanced up the street. Ban
try had wandered away, but two strangers
were standing on the stoop Of No: $50.
Maybe they want to rent the third floor.
| to them and then where will the Mixers be
with the agent? We get him tenant and
he gives us the job; sure thing!"
Tarino leaped up the street and alarmed
the strangers by forcing them back in the
doorway, 50 that If the Mixers should ap-
pear the Mixers should know nothing Of
this coup.
A placid, motherly looking old lady,
hands calmly folded in front Of her upon q
little leather bag, and her son, irregular
featured young fellow Of twenty, a mouth
that seemed to sprawl from cheek to cheek,
soft-mannered, looking not very strong.
I'VE heard you have floor to let here"
The excited little Tarino pushed them Into
the hall and up the stairs. Mrs. Tarino
followed with stately tread, turbaned head
held high.
And to be sure the Tarinos had a floor to
let Bright, fine rooms, with sunbeam
that came in almost five minutes every
What is it these young people are say
ing, Eddie2' asked the old lady. Deaf old
LADY, Convincing arguments and descrip-
lions quite thrown away. But:
move right in"
Then back to sweep down more houses
Busy Mixers chuckled and nudged each
other slyly. Busy Tarinos chuckled and
winked. To meet the agent with news of
a rented floor would certainly make a ia
vorable impression upon him.
Houses all swept down! They would have
to find something else to do. Over the iron
railing with the Tarinos-out into the bar
rels with the refuse there. And, oh, vile
imitators that the Mixers were! They, too,
cleared up the rubbish that had been ac-
cumulating for years.
Then the Mixers cast their eyes heaven
ward and failed to understand how human
nature could fall SO low. for they found
QOOThHODS 10 pOliSil. lIey Will
disgust-the execrably initiative Tarinos
were rubbing other doorknobs
A furniture cart stopped in front Of No.
$50. Then the Mixers ran to back yard,
hoping that the Tarinos would follow and
know nothing about the rented floor, and
| through the next hall the Tarinos were fall
| ing over each other to lure the Mixers after
| them.
And not only one furniture cart, but two
| furniture carts had unloaded at No $50.
Then came the bulldog woman following
| her furniture, finding 1t piled along the
east wall of the third-floor rooms. Old lady
| and her son came up the stairs; their fur
niture in line along the west wall.
"Who are you and what do you want
here?" from the bulldog woman She glow
cred as much as she could with her fat,
coarse, pink white face.
you're Eddie ORourke and I've seen