The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1912-08-21

Turn round and back up, said
Mrs. Wellington. After some maneu.
vering, the women formed a complete
circle, and fingers piled hooks and
eyes in a veritabis Ladies' Mutual Aid
Society.
BY now, Wedgewood was ready to
appear I'm bathrobe about as gaudy
as the royal standard OF Great Brit
ain. He stalked down the aisle, and
answered the male chorus's CHEEKY
Good morning" with ramlike
"Baw."
Ira Lathrop felt amiable even to-
ward the foreigner, and he observed:
GLORIOUS morning this morning"
81 dare say" growled Wedgewood.
II don't go in much for mawnings-
especially when have no tub"
Wellington felt called upon to
squelch him: you Engiishmen never
had real tub till we Americans sold
'em to you"
II dare say" said Wedgewood in
differently. You sell 'em. We use
'em. But, do you know, I've Just
thought out a ripping idea. shall
have my cold bath this mawning after
ALL"
What are you going to dor
growied Lathrop. Crawl in the ice
water tank?"
"Oh, dear, no. shouldn't be let"
and he produced from his pocket a
rubber hose. II simply afiix this lit
tie tube to one end of the spigot and
wave the sprinklah hyah over my
er-my person"
Lathrop stared at him pityingly, and
demanded: what happens to the wa
ter, them"
What do | carer" said Wedge
wood.
You burned fool, you'd flood the
car"
Wedgewood's high hopes withered.
81 hadn't thought of that" he sighed.
u suppose | must continue just as 1
am till reach San Francisco. The
first thing | shall order tonight will
be four cold tubs and lemon
SQUASH"
While the men continued to make
themselves presentable in huddle,
the hook-and-eye society at the other
end of the car finished with the four
waists, and Mrs. F'osdick hurried
away to KEEP her tryst in the dining
car. The three remaining relapsed
into dreary attitudes. Mrs. Yelling
ton shook the knob of the forbidding
door. and turned to complain: what
in heavens name ails the creature in
there. She must have fallen out OF
the window"
Its outrageous" said Marjorie,
the way women violate women's
rights"
Mrs. Whitcomb saw an opportunity
to insert a stiletto. She observed to
Marjorie, with an innocent air:
Why, Mrs. Mallory. I've even known
women to lock themelves in there and
smoke!"
While Mrs. Wellington was rum
maging her brain for fitting retort,
the door opened, and out stepped Miss
Cattle, as was.
she blushed furiously at sight of
the committee waiting to greet her,
but they repented their criticisms and
tried to make up for them by the ex-
cesSive warmth with which they all
exclaimed at once: Good morning,
Mrs. Lathrop!"
Good morning, who?" said Anne,
then blushed yet redder: "Oh, l can't
seem to get used to that name!
hope | haven't kept you waitingw
"Oh, not at ALI" the women insist.
ed, and Anne fled to number six, re-
membered that this was no longer
her home, and moved on to number
one. Here the porter was just finish
ing his restoring tasks, and laying
aside with some difiidence two gar
ments which Anne hastily stuffed into
her own valise.
Meanwhile Marjorie was pushing
Mrs. Wellington ahead:
you go in first, Mrs. Wellington"
'You go first. have no husband
waiting for me-" said Mrs. Yelling
ton.
"Oh, / insist" said Marjorie.
81 couldn't think of it," persisted
Mrs. Wellington. II won't allow you"
And then Mrs. Whitcomb pushed
them both aside: Pardon me, won't
you? I'm getting off at Reno"
so am L. gasped Mrs. Yelling
ton, rushing forward, only to be faced
by the slam of the door and the click
Of the key. She whirled back to de
mand of Marjorie: Did you ever hear
of such impudence?"
II never did"
I'm never be ready for Reno" Mrs.
Wellington walled. land haven't had
my breakfast"
You'd better order it in advance"
said Marjorie. 1T takes that chef an.
hour TO boil an egg three minutes"
Il will. IL | can ever get my face
washed" sighed Mrs. Wellington.
And now Mrs. Anne Lathrop, after
much hesitation. called timidly. "Por-
-porter-please!"