Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1909-01-09

ran, looking at the dents. IN the viii
and the broken globes. And then the
two expressmen put their shoulders "a
the bed and swung It into the doorway
with such vehemence that 1t stuck
like a fat cork IN small bottle and
refused to bulge. ~ ..>i%e
well, this fis a pretty state of
things said Mrs. Cochran from be.
hind the bed. How do you suppose
we're going to close our front door
with that great bed In the way p /.
"You won't need to close 1t. No one
will come In While der bet is dere. It ID
besser as door" And the German
laughed uproariously and fatty.
''Oh, but this is too awfulr' said
Mrs. Bentley, wringing her hands
helplessly. VS. ! = :. ( r, >'.E1@ .s$<5
II should think it was" came the
voice Of Mrs. Cochran from the other
side Of the bed. IA %<. - ID 81
"1s your husband In there? Can't
he help pushy' suggested Mrs. Bent
ley. IT Kill
NO." snapped Mrs. Cochran. HE
hasn't come home yet, and, what's
more, he can't until this barricade IL
removed. How anybody but a fool
could have bought such a monstrous
thing l don't seer -
At this juncture Mr.. Cochran came
upstairs. with Mr.. Bentley just be-
hind him. Mr.. Cochran looked puzr
.zled. MI. Bentley groaned. He had
come home too soon. - w -. .
what are you doing'to the bedF'
asked Mr.. Cochran. - -, =,
I've amt dom q ting to 3D." said
the fat German joyously.
Bentley and Cochran laughed, but
Mrs. Bentley saw no humor in the re-
mark, and certainly Mrs. Cochran saw
no funny side to the bed. Both sides
seemed tragic to, her.
lis that you, GeorgeT' she called
out.
"Yes, it's me. Shall come in?"
You can't except by the fire e.
CAPE said Mrs. Cochran despairingly.
"What are you doing with it in the
wrong door?" asked Mr.. Bentley Of
the expressmen. , ~--~
"Sure, 'twould have shtook as fasht
in amy dure," said the Irish express
man, and the German roared sympa-
thetically.
Mr.. Cochran is a man Of action.
Here; we four men ought to be able
to move a little be-a bed. Now, alto
gether; pull!"
Mr.. Cochran is successful politi-
clan, but he had the wrong kind Of
pull with him. and the only result Of
the effort was that Mr.. Bentley pulled
of some Of the holding and fell on
his back
Nothing daunted, Mr.. Cochran said.
Lets go around by way Of the fire
escape and push.'' ~
The two expressmen and Mr.. Coch-
ran made nothing Of passing from
Mrs. Bentley's parlor to Mrs. Coch-
rams parlor by the IRE escape, but Mr..
Bentley is light headed and had to be
helped across-by his wife. Then the
two entered the Cochran apartments
for the first time like thieves in the
night. z,ss.S@> 7s,HS 80 j.
Now all six combined their strength
and pushed, but the bed only laughed
at them.
"Well. nothing more can be done
now" said Cochran. 1.-THE bed Is here,
and it's got 70 stay. here for the pres
ent. Now, you men might as well 20
about your business. You've done
var s,o< <,,,k In ~ TIN D>o.1 e. ,r-
here fast enough"
"How much do I owe your asked
Bentley Of the German.
1.-TWO dollars. I'll sent arount car
penter If you wand"
"Oh. nor said Mrs. Bentley. He'll
be able to move it."
Back across the fire escape was Mr..
Bentley helped by his faithful wife,
and then they babe the Coehrans good
night. 1t was such an impossible thing
that had happened that everybody felt
good natured once more, Just as In
blizzard or a period Of excessive, heat
people make light Of their misfortunes
and passersby joke one another.
Next morning Immediately after
breakfast Mrs. Bentley went down to
the bed company to see whether they
could suggest way Of getting the bed
out Of Mrs. Cochran's doorway.
They had moved and big sign in
the window bore the legend, ITO Be
Opened In a Few Days as Ladies'
Lunch Room" b. s. !,
For the space Of two days that bed
stood in the doorway while carpenter
after carpenter came and looked at it
and shook his head and went away.
Then came one who said: I've seen
those beds before. They amt worth
bothering with. The company's failed
that made them. Now, next door to
my shop is vacant lot and If 1 cut
the bed to pieces guess you can
dump 1t there and the owner Of the lot
won't mind"
Mrs. Bentley hailed the scheme as a
heaven sent proposition, Mr.. Bentley
was downtown, and Mrs. Cochran,
who was on the other side chatting
with her-for in spite Of what had
come between them they were now
quite friendly seconded the plan
The carpenter Borrowed an ak Of the