Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1914-02-05


to have forgotten the night before, and
was very nice to him. After every
thing had been explained, including
Mr. Jennings liver and disposition
she turned TO him and said
we are In your hands, you see, Mr.
Pierce. Are you going to help us?'
And when she asked him that, it was
plain to me that he was only sorry he
couldn't die helping.
If everybody agrees to it. he said
looking at her, and you all think it's
feasible and / can carry it off, I'm per
fectly willing to try"
"Of course said Mr. Dick, u ex-
pect to retain control, you understand
that, suppose, Pierce? You can come
out every day for instructions. l dare
say sanatoriums are hardly in your
line"
'Eh-oh, we'll no, hardly" he said
I've tried everything else. l believe
1t can't be worse than carrying a
bunch OF sweet peas from garden to
garden"
Mr.. Dick stopped walking and
turned suddenly to stare at Mr.. Pierce
Sweet-what?' he said.
Everybody else was talking, and
was the only one who saw him change
color.
Sweet peas, said Mr.. Pierce. And
that reminds me-Td like to make one
condition, Mr. Carter. I feel in a meas.
ure responsible for the company; most
of them have gone back to New York
but the leading woman, Miss Sum
mers, is sick at the hotel in Finley.
vile. I'd like to bring her here for
two weeks to recuperate. l assure you
| have no interest IN her, but Tn sorry
for her; she's had the mumps''
why, you've just had them. too
Dicky," said his wife. They all turned
to look at him, and I must say his
expression was curious Luckily,
had the wit to knock over the break.
fast basket, which was still there, and
when we'd gathered up the broken
china, Mr. Dick had got himself in
hand.
I'm sorry, old man. he said to Mr.
Pierce. but I'm not in favor of bring
ing Miss-the person you speak Of
up TO the sanatorium just now Mumps
you know-very contagious, and all
that
She's over that part" Mr.. Pierce
said; she only needs to rest
Certainly, if she isn't well, bring
her up" said Miss Patty. Only
won't she know your name is not Car
ter?''
She's discretion itself" Mr. Pierce
said. Her salary hasn't been paid
for month, and as I'm responsible,
I'd be glad TO see her looked after
Il don't want her here Tll-I'n pay
her board at the hotel" Mr.. Dick be
gan, only for heavens sake, don't
He stopped, for every one was star
ing.
why in the world would you do
that?" Miss Patty asked. Don't be
ridiculous That's the only condition
Mr. Pierce has made"
Mr.. Dick stalked to the window and
looked cut, his hands in his pockets.
"Oh, bring her upi Bring her up!''
he said without looking around. If
Pierce won't stay unless he can play
the friend in need, all right"
That was Wednesday. In the after
noon Miss Julia Summers came with
three lap robes, a white lace veil and
French poodle in a sleigh and went
to bed in one OF the best rooms, and
that night we started to move out fur
ri tn oh I'D
daylight Mr. Sam dropped a wash-bowl
on my toe and | went to bed with an
arnica compress.
I limped out in time to be on hand
before Miss Cobb got there, but what
with chilblain on my heel and hardly
any sleep for two nfghts-not to men
ton my toe-1 wasn't any too pleas
ant.
She told me about Miss Summers
being still Shut in her room, and how
she'd offered Mike an extra dollar TO
give the white poodle Turkish bath
1t being under the weather as to
health-and how Mike had soaked the
little beast for an hour in a tub OF
water. forgetting the sulphur, and ii
had come out a sort Of mustard color
and how Miss Summers had had hys
terlcs when she saw it,
Mike dipped him in bluing to
bleach him again, or rather her
its name is Arabello-" Miss
Cobb said, but all it did was to make
it notified like an Easter egg. Every
body is charmed There were no dogs
allowed while the old doctor lived
Things were different"
Yes, things were different" / as
sented "How-how does Mr. Garter
get along?'
Miss Cobb shifted
We'll" she said. goodness knows
I'm no trouble maker, but somebody
ought to tell that young man a few
things He's forever looking at the
thermometer and opening windows
| declare, if l hadn't brought my wool
en- tights along I'd have frozen tC
death at breakfast Everybodys com
planning"
put that away in my mind TO speak
about 1t was only by mailing the win.
dows shut and putting strips OF cotton
batting around the cracks that we'd
ever been able TO keep people there
in winter / had my first misgiving