South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1913-08-29
Continued from Yesterday
CHAPTER ".
\ Man Who Laughs.


What will become of me?" walled
Mrs. Moore to Rosalie lie Grange.
And Rosalie forebore at first to an
swer, for the ultimate destiny of Mrs.
Moore appeared, indeed. black and
uncertain.
Not that undulation and crashing
of teeth meant anything in her case.
Weeping for her, was the oil on the
wheels of life She wept when the
butcher failed to bring the lamb
chops, when she was moved by song,
when she compared the luxuries of
Madame lie Oranges house TO the
bare necessities of her own. Still. in
this instance, she had cause for grief.
The police, having ransacked, meas
ured, and photographed the Moore
boarding house to the limit of their
imagination, announced after four
days that Mrs. Moore might bring her
establishment back. But when Mrs.
Moore notified the boarders, she met
the expected. Miss Harding. for eX-
ample, declared that she was going
to let well enough alone After what
had happened she could never sleep
in that place again. When Mrs. Moore
melted TO tears, Miss Harding grew
peppery. If Mrs. Moore wanted TO
know, il was towels, more than any
thing else, which kept her at Mrs.
lie Oranges. She had boarded In ten
separate and distinct places in New
York, and never before did she see a
place where you couldn't use the tow
els for a pocket handkerchief. Miss
Jones, her echo in everything, in
dorsed her sentiments, adding that
Mrs. lie Oranges coffee was coffee.
Professor NOIl was more courteous,
but just as firm. He had already in
Dictated his intentions by getting per-
mission from the police TO move his
collection. When Mrs Moore inter-
viewed him. he was lacking on the
wall a six-foot Japanese kakemono.
He was sorry, but the greater variety
of menu at Mrs. lie Oranges helped
him to practise the principles of sci
entific alimentatiOn. IL Mrs. Moore
would listen to his former advice and
reorganize her catering on the scien~
titic plan, he could guarantee her a
houseful of his disciples. Otherwise.
he preferred to stay where he was.
Mr.. North, just out of JAIL had not
put in an appearance. Mrs. Moore
did not even attempt to see Miss
Estrilla. That lady was worse, a
great deal worse. Besides the old
trouble with her optic nerve, she had
a kind of nervous prostratiOn due TO
the shock. There had been talk of a
trained nurse; but ROsalie lie Grange
waved that proposal aside She her
self carried up the invalid's meals.
attended 10 bandages and medicines.
kept order in her room. Mrs. Moore
had no Offering 10 counterbalance
that.
Instead of hoppy and humble old
! person that she was-Mrs. Moore
sought her successful rival. begging
quarter.
What can I do-what is going to
become of me?" she repeated.
Rosalie lie Grange pulled out a
chair and gently pushed Mrs. Moore
into it,
Now let's talk this over sensible, .
she said. 1T certainly does look as
/ If I'd played il low on you, gettin'
your boarders away. You can't blame
me for Offerin' my place that night.
Neither can you blame me if they
want 10 stay. 1 haven't asked them
to-"
Here Mrs Moore showed a shade Of
mushy resentment.
You set a better table than l can
set at the price they pay" she said.
You can't keep that up. If that
amt getting them away from me"
you rent your house don't you ?"
/ inquired Rosalie lie Grange.
Yes" replied Mrs. Moore. dabbing
her eyes
Rent il furnished >"
Yes"
Has il been full lately >"
NO. I've had room for four more
all spring and summer. Times are
dreadful hard" Mrs. Moore ceased
TO weep for herself and dropped a
tear over the whole state Of the body
polite.
You haven't made much money
then"
Money" sobbed Mrs Moore.
breaking out afresh on her own &C
count. L scarcely keep soul and BODY
together barely hold a roof over
my head"
1T hasn't occurred 10 you, / guess,
said Resale lie Grange. that ! own
this house and furniture. l haven't
got any rent to pay. Moreover. with
this Mrs. Hanska and Miss Lane. who
came in Unexpected. an some par