The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1907-03-12


to the gate, where is that ticket?"
What on earth is the matter?"
asked.
"Oh, you have lost It! know you
have!> And ! shall never get anything
again I wanted SO much"
As she seemed about to dissolve in
to tears / made a dash up the steps.
| hate scenes above all things, and I
felt instinctively that our neighbor, !
Mrs. Markey. was peeping at us from
behind the curtains next door.
Now dear" began, when / had |
closed the door, ''you mustn't excite
yourself, you know you mustn't"
But Fred" she sobbed, we've won
prize-a magnificent mahogany
suite; but we won't get it now you've
lost the ticket"
/ suddenly remembered In spite of
my objections May had bought a tick
ct in the grand Hibernian Lodge lot
terry, and the sui' } she talked about
must be the se,ohd prize. ran into
the diningroom, and a few minutes
search unearthed fiaring red ticket.
After the first joy of gaining some
thing at the expense of other people,
the question arose, what was to be
done? Our house of five rooms and
kitchen was fully furnished. The fur
niture meant my savings for two years
before our marriage We really had
not room for anything else. / timidly
suggested that we should try and get
the suite changed into money. May
turned on me with fine scorn in her
eye
You never want to have things look
nice" she cried. why we have notn.
ing decent In the house"
This was rather hard on the furni-
ture had given up cigars and the
theater for. But it doesn't do to argue
with May. So it was soon settled, and
that evening we proceeded to the Met
ropolitan furnishing store to view the
suite. The sight Of 1t made my heart
sink. 1t would have done for a pal
ace. May was in raptures.
She hurried me home, and we were
soon In our room arranging where the
things should be put odl room was
IA feet square. It had two small win
dows side by side, and even with the
modest furniture in it there was bare
" space to move about. But the mat
ter presented no difficulties to May.
"The wardrobe will stand here nice
~; and the wash, and there, Freddie,
she said (She always called me
Freddie when pleased). "And the
dressing-table will fit in beautifully
between the windows"
had my doubts, but said nothing.
There was little breakfast next morn
ing. for May and the girl had been en-
gagged from daybreak in clearing out
the old suite and devising places to
store it away. She secuted my idea
that we might sell it, and said 1t would
do for the spare room when we got
one
When I arrived home at three
o'clock found the van already at the
door and small crowd Of onlookers
around it. May was standing, flushed
s and excited at the gate.
"Oh, Fred, what shall we do?" she
cried; they can't get the wardrobe
in"
AS it was, there we're four men OF
our narrow staircase wrestling will
the washstand and using the profanes
language They had smashed the lamI
in the hall, and the plaster all along
was furFowed like a cornfeld.
BY some miracle Of handling, know
7 only to furniture men. they negotiated
E the turning, and the washstand hat
j, reached its destination. That was th'
I top landing. The men tried coaxinI
E and violence, tilted it on end, ram
: med It at the bedroom door in all sort
a Of impossible angles, but 1t would no
i be put through So it was left wher
e It was.
: We held hurled consultation in tn
r garden over the fate of the wardrobe
It was out of the question to attemp
the stairs with it. The head fnrnitur
man announced that it would have t
be hoisted in by the window. AS tn
J. apparatus to do this was not at hant
it was left all night in the garden CO..
cred by tarpaulin.
May was in ecstasy. She had see
8 Mrs. Markey's face, green with env.
e at the window.
z In the morning we were invade
2 early by gang of men with ropes an
! pulleys, and the wardrobe was 500
h dangling between heaven and cart
= All the people in the street were ;
= their windows, for the man directir
q the operation had voice like 70
m horn.
8 What an idiot the fellow wasl
i had never struck him to use his me
y surfing tape. When the wardrobe WI
:, got up to the balcony, It would I
= more 90 through the window than Il
n washstand through the door. So
! had to be lowered over again. Ms
- was half crying with vexation.
- Bring it into the dining-room. 81
= said; I'VE will make that our rool
!, Fred, and have meals upstairs"
= Mrs. Markey and her husband we
- enjoying 1t immensely. could ha
strangled them.
: ordered the men to bring t