The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1914-11-26
CHAPTE I.
Paradise on Easy Terms.

FdTdulSc on Easy
Young Mrs. Reynolds sat on the
steps of her new bungalow, home OF
her own with all the conveniences of
a city apartment-gas, hot and cold
water, modern plumbing. Only fifty
minutes from Herald square, yet re-
moved from the strife and turmoil of
the crowded metropolis. A place to
rear children where they could romp
and play. Close to schools and
churches. Excellent markets. Half an
acre OF ground to raiee her own vege-
tables and chickens. A fine view of
the bay and plenty of good air.
spot to live as God meant her to live.
Only five hundred dollars down and
the rest the same as rent!
Glorious aggrandizement Of subur-
ban life; vivid picture from the land
sharks brush. The painter struggles
to express on canvas the subtle power
of nature; with what facile flow of
verbal coloring does this other artist
reveal Its charm!
Jane wanted q home and so did
Bob. her husband, and, with their linn
suburbs. At the first inspection OF
this modern Elysium the agent per-
suaded Reynolds to invest What bet
ter could they do, he argued. The
pretty little house, new and clean and
so easy to care for. And the land;
why, that alcne was worth the price.
Think of the saving garden would
nd xph hot N
eggs! Jane, somehow, was not riot
ously enthusiastic, but Bob was and
she acquiesced. The task OF moving
had fallen to her, for her husbands 8
duties kept him at the office even on
such a momentous occasion as this.
"Oh, II the vans would only come" "
she sighed What in the world can
have happened? 1t is four o'clock and
they promised to have them here by
noon"
Down the road, the one that the
Utopian Land company's map disni-
fed as Sunset street, there appeared
a vision Of hope. A soiled, swagger-
ing, red-faced, blue-aproned vision.
There's one OF the movers now
vancedO to meet him.
Goodness, what makes you 80 late
Mr.. Green said you'd be here by
twelve o'clock. How will we ever get
moved in tonight?"
That's what's bothering me, mad
am. The trucks are down at the en-
trance to this paradise and Rockefei
ler himself doesn't own enough gaso
line to get them up through the sand
The boss said they was finished
streets. They're finished the way they
were when Staten island was discov
cred, but that's all. We've been try
ing for hours, putting boards in from
OF the wheels, but it's no go. I've go
to get teams from somewhere. Thatl
be extra. That's why came up Il
see you. Is 1t all right?"
"Oh, don't know. guess 80. You'll
have to settle that with Mr.. Reynolds
But for mercy sakes do anything nee
essary to get US moved in. I've waite'
here for four hours"
We'll do our best. ma'am. but It'll
take some time yet. And / don
banker after many OF these Statel
island jobs"
Mrs Reynolds went back for anothe
inspection.
1T is pretty" she said, but it's
little lonesome. II they would onl
hurry! And do wish Bob could hav
got OF. He would have stirred thos
stupid men up some way"
She had spent the hours OF her lon
vigil planning a place for all thei
goods and chattels. She had as con
plete a picture of the ensemble as
stage manager has OF his setting. Tha
ought to expedite matters, sh
thought, when the furniture did com,
After what seemed another Intern
nable wait she sighted an approachin
wagon. II was an ordinary truckman
cart such as is used In constructio
work. II was piled high with brweau
tables, chairs and boxes in junlble,
anomalous mass that augured man
breaks and scratches
This is the best | could do. ma'am
called the driver, as he brought II
load to a halt at the door. "Thel
amt a moving van within five mile
and it'd be dark before we got on
But wen get you in all right"
"Oh, do be careful, won't your" 81
answered. 81 wouldn't heap thini
So"
Startling feats of prestidigitatic
and the energy moving men are wol
to display when their task is nearir
an end soon disposed OF the load. III
contents of the last wagon were d.
appearing when Reynolds arrived. /
had had hard day at the office al
tiresoms trip on subway. ferry al
trolley that seemed doubly long }
sAuss Of the suspense. But he boun