The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1913-06-10
THE EVENING STORY
Saunders & Saunders,
(By Clara Inez Deacon.

always say about so and so. This
gives her a range between % and 40
and tickles her, and does no one else
| Injustice.
Miss Saunders was one of the SUBJ
heads in a department store. She
was spoken of as fussy, and yet she
was a good business woman By fussy
they meant that she was nervous and
impatient and wanted her way about
things.
Mr.. Gordon Saunders was 80 years
old. In giving a mans age be exact.
He will lie out of it the same as
woman.
Mr.. Gordon Saunders was cashier
and bookkeeper in a manufacturing
establishment. He was fussy. He was
as notional as an old woman. With
him everything was program, and the
slightest change annoyed him. Upon
a certain occasion the head of the firm
used Mr.. Saunders favorite pen to
sign a check, instead of taking another
and there came near being row and
a resignation.
Miss Saunders, of the store, had
boarded with one and the same land
lady for several years, and had her
properly terroriZed. 1t had come to IL
that while the landlady bought the
eatables and paid the rent, Miss Saund-
ers ran the house. Very few permanent
boarders got into that house without
first running the gantlet of Miss Saun-
ders.
Mr.. Saunders, of the factory, had
boarded in one and the same house
for eight years, and the iandlady had
survived it, He was the star. He was
dominant. In his way he ran the house.
Eight years and 10 days Ito be pre-
else with precise MANI Mr.. Saun-
ders had boarded at one house, when
there came a clap of thunder from a
clear sky. The building had been
bought by those who were going to
tear it down for a better one. The
landlady and her boarders must get out.
Mr.. Saunders, the king pin, must get
out. He vowed by the seven seas
that he never would. but he did. He
was just three weeks finding another |
boarding house, and fate led him |
straight to the spot where. Miss Viola |
Saunders had had her nest for the last |
seven years. 1t was hard times with |
the landlady, and she took the male |
Saunders in without asking the consent |
of Miss Saunders. He was comfortably |
settled when the latter came up from |
the store to dinner
During the meal Miss Saunders took |
notes. The others thought it was part |
of her store work, blu the landlady was |
not left long in ignorance. After the |
meal, and when she asked Miss Saun- |
derS how she liked the new arrival, |
she was answered:
He has a grabbed, mean DISPOSE |
ton.
He is a kicker.
He will try to run your house.
He has the ear~marks of a dead |
beat.
II shall be sadly mistaken if he does
not turn out to be a crook"
why, Miss Saunders," gasped the |
other in CONSERVATION.
Well, you wanted my opinion
"And you are going to leave my
house after all these years?"
NO, ma'am, I'm not"
Thank heaveni"
ION that mans account 1 believe
he came here to defy me- I do not
like a man with thin. brown hair. He
gray eyes. He has them. 1 think he
came here to root me out and L shall
stay here and defy him.
And if he makes you any trouble
he may goi"
"Oh, I'll try and hold my own. I have
met such men before, and taught them /
their places
Miss Saunders had the front room up
stairs. Mr.. Saunders had the back There
were folding doors between, but though
they were locked and bolted and barred |
III burglar would have looked at the
Job and turned away. II one in the front
room did but cough OF sneeze the one in
the back must hear it.
Miss Saunders was a business woman
and had Few diversions One of them was
playing the guitar Mr.. Saunders was a
business man and wouldn't go across the
street TO see the moving pictures. His
diversion was the mouth organ
1t was Miss Saunders who got out her
guitar on that first evening and proceed
ed to strum the air of love ditty. 1t was
gentle and tender. 1t should have warm
ed the cookies of Mr.. Saunders heart.
Did IT?
by thunder, That's the game, is it7'
he exclaimed, as ne sat up and took
notice. That old maid doesn't like my
drive me out If she cant
Strumi Strum. Strum!
Ho took his mouth organ of the shelf
and when the guitar seased for a moment
he struck I'D with "Old Black Joe.' It's
there isn't any appeal to old mans
heart in it. In this case. it really made an ,
DID maid mad.
claimed.
'Old- Black Joe!''
'I'n go to Mrs. Pardon and tell her ;
that he must go away this very hour. 4
No, / won't. I won't honor him enough
10 let him know that I'm annoyed. In .
the morning he can be told to pack his :
1uds" t
"Say. now" said Mr.. Saunders to him +
self as the guitar drowned his notes, Il
that thing may go on for an hour or q
wo this evening, but tomorrow file my h
protest. don't propose to be driven in d
zane" e
But what might have happened on the a
morrow was ayerted. There was gro y
cry across the street kept by an Italian | s
rhe Black Handlers had got around to t
Tim at last and put their price at thou c
;and dollars He had consigned them TO
, climate much hotter than this. Accord t
ng to program the bomb must follow 1t C
Boomi Crash, Smash. c
ne front of the grocery was blown out | Z
md every house for half a block had l;
shattered and ceilings torn down. il
ind various persons knocked endways and