Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1914-12-25
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Snap! went the electric switch IN
der Emma McChesneys fingers. It
was as decisive as blow in the face.
She walked to the door. The little
room was dim.
I'm sending my boy through col
lege with my seaiskin-and-sable fund. ),
she said crisply; and I'm to meet him
at 4:3O.''
On, that's your appointment" Re-
lief was evident in T. A. Bucks tone.
Emma McChesney shook a despair
Ing head. For impudent and un-
quenchable inquisitiveness commend
me to man! Here! If you must
know, though intended it as a sur
prise when it was finished and fur
nIshed-Pm going to rent fiat. a reg
ular s1x-room, plenty-of-closets nat, af-
ter ten years of miserable hotel exist
ence. Jocks running over for two
days to approve it. I ought to have
waited until the holidays, so he
wouldn't miss classes; but couldn't
bear to- I've spent ten. Thanksgiv-
ings, and ten Christmases, and ten
New Years in hotels. He'll has no
terrors for me-
They were walking down the corri-
dor together.
Take me along pleased" pleaded
T. A. Buck, like a boy. Il know all
about flats, and gas stoves, and me-
tiers, and plumbing, and everything!'
You'll" scoffed Emma McChesney,
with your five-story house and your
summer home in the mountains!"
Mother won't hear of giving up the
house. hate it myself. Bathrooms
in those darned old barracks are so
cold that hot tub is an icy plunge
. before you get to it" They had
reached the elevator. A stubborn
look appeared about T. A. Bucks
jaw. I'm going!" he announced, and
scudded down the hall to his office
door. Emma McChesney pressed the
elevator button. Before the ascending
car showed glow of light in the shaft
T. A. Buck appeared with hat, gloves,
stick
II think the cars down stairs. Well
run up in it. What's the address?
Seventies, I suppose?"
Emma McChesney stepped out Of
the elevator and turned. Gar! Not
I! If you're bound to come with me
you'll take the subway. They're ask
ing enough for that apartment as it
is. l don't intend to drive up in q
five-thousand-dollar motor and have
the agent tack on an extra twenty dol
lars month
T. A. Buck smiled with engaging
agreeableness. Subway it isl he
said. "Your presence would turn even
a Bronx train into rose garden"
Twelve minutes later the new apart
ment building with it's cream tile and
red brick Louis Something facade,
and tan brick and plaster Michael
Dougherty-contractor back, doomed
before them, soaring even above its
lofty neighbors. On the door step
stood maple-colored giant in splen-
dor of scarlet, and gold braid, and gilt
tering buttons The great entrance
door was opened for them by a half
portion duplicate of the giant outside.
In the foyer was splendor to grace a
palace hall. There were great carved
chairs. There was massive oaken
table. There were rugs, there were
hangings, there were dim-shaded
lamps casting soft glow upon tapes
try and velours.
There approached them the agent,
smiling, urbape, pleasing as to man
ner-but not toe pleasing; urbanity
mixed, so to speak, with the lGaven
of caution.
'Ah, yes! Observation-Disclosures
wasn't it? / can't tell you how many
parties have been teasing me for that
apartment since you looked at it. I've
had to-well-make myself positively
unpleasant in order to hold 1t for you.
You said you wished your son to-"
The glittering little jewel box OF an
elevator was taking them higher and
higher. The agent stared hard at +.
A. Buck.
Mrs. McChesney followed his gaze.
my business associate, Mr.. 4. a.
Buck" she said grimly.
The agent discarded caution; ne
was all urbanity. Their floor attained,
he unlocked the apartment door and
threw it open with gesture which
was a miraculous mixture of royalty
and generosity.
"He knows you'll" Kissed Emma Nc
Chesney. entering with T. A. An
other ten on the rent" The agent
pulled up shade, switched on light
straightened an electric globe. T. A.
Buck looked about at the bare white
walls. at the bare polished toor, at
the severe fireplace.
81 knew it couldn't last" he said.
"If it did," replied Emma McCnes-
ney good-naturedly, 7 couldn't AFFORD
to live here" and disappeared into the
kitchen followed by the agent, VINO
babbled ever and anon of views. OF
Hudsons. of express trains, OF parks
>. az NOV of agents from Fiftleth