The bee. (Earlington, Ky.) 1889-19??, 1913-01-10
THE SUTIONs' HOUSE
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was doing the talking, that ! was
quite within my rights. My husband,
however, IL firm In the conviction that
fatally ruined my reputation for
good breeding. | secretly think that he
believes me now beyond the pale! He
Is still at the point where he sputters
whenever I allude TO the subject!
''0f course, ! would not go around
looking into peoples windows in
town. When person builds house
In town you know it's his castle and
you haven't any right on the premises
without an invitation, but when he
builds one in the country 1t Is a posi-
tive bid tor inspection!
why, a new red barn Is a subject
for dinner table conversation for miles
around in the country and house is
a positive godsend, because every
body can explain at length why he
doesn't lihe 1t.
THE Suttons began building their
house out near the golf links early in
| the spring and as It was merely across
the road from the eighth hole it was
| quite the thing from the start to take
q recess at that point and cut across
the road and survey the hole in the
ground that was going to be the Sut.
tons cellar eventually All Of US de.
clared every time we looked at 1t that
the hole was either too big, too small,
too shallow or too deep and nothing
could induce us 10 have a CELL like
It. When the workmen began putting
In the foundations It was even more
exciting. because there are 30 many
kinds of foundations. Nobody who
| looked at the Suttons' foundations
approved Of them.
I'VE all gurgled with Joy when the
upTights marking off The partitions
were up and we could see where the
rooms were to be. According to va
rious golf players who dropped over
there in one morning the living room
was a farce, the dining room a crime,
the hall a joke and the bedrooms a
fright. Most people said the house
should have faced east instead of
west, though there were a few in IA
vor of a southern view and some
voted for the north, which gave one
view of the railway line anS let
one keep track of the trains that went
past
THE walls started in cobblestones
and that revived tagging interest. II
some one wasn't telling about a cab
blestone house he knew of that fell
down at the first pun of wind some
one else was explaining how banal
and inaTtisttc cobblestones were now
that they had grown so common. That
the second story was half timbered
only famed the fame. Everybody
who sat around on the terrace to cool
Of after u game got all heated up
again expostulating against the half
timbeTed style.
THE Suttons' house, In short, was
not building; it was an institution
without which the golf club would
have fallen fat. II made It all the
more comfortable that the Suttons
were in Europe and the house was
helpless.
When the Fielding girls came out
to spend the day at the club with me
what was more natural than that !
should take them over to see the SUIT
toms house? l thought they would
enjoy gloating over its deficiencies.
We tried the front door, but 1t was
fastened and 30 was. that at the
back Evidently the carpenters had
finished their work and left
Anyhow told the Fielding girls,
I want you to get a glimpse Of the
inside. You never saw the lIke!'
so we strolled around TO the side
and l got a bSY and stood on tiptoe
and fattened Iny face against the liv-
ing room window.
Il found myself looking straight
into the interested eyes Of a perfectly
strange man who seemed very much
at home in a wicker chair beside a
big table heaped with magazines and
books and flowers and surrounded by
furniture! If you have never peeked
into a room In a house that did not
belong to you and found the owner
regarding you meditatiyely you cannot
understand my sensations.
my face remained glued to the
pane, because / was too limp 70 take
1t away. The strange man arose and
came out 1t the front door and around
to where we trembled and shrank
and regarded US politely. In a voice
strangely not my own / stammered
foolishly that ! was showing my
friends the Sutton house. The strange
man then announced that he was Mrs
Sutton's brother and living there till
the arrival Of the family and he you'd
be charmed
were pom ever hypnotized2 Did
you ever dream of doing things That
Curdled your soul with shame9 Well,
cuPdled es We trailed after that re-
lentless man. who took US from attic
10 cellar and had the cruelty to serve
tea into the bargain and act az though
we had called politely instead Of peek
\ ing In at windowsl
'He hadn't any night to revenge
himself sol The inside of the house7
Ny dear, the house IA a perfect dream.
. beauty That's the most exRsperat,
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