New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-08-04
MANKATo MAIDS MEET MICE.

MANKATo MAIDS MEET MICE.
Listen my children, and you shall
hear
OF the awfullest night spent in ter
ror and fear.
It will make you turn pale and your
toes curl in fright.
This terrible tale of terrible night!
''Talk about your outing parties all
you please, and rave of lake air and
woods, where crawley, creepy, clammy
things abide. I'm through announced
a Mankato girl yesterday to group OF
friends who were making plans for
weekend at one of the lakes.
"What's soured you on the world!'
uueried the one who always wants to
know.
1T all happened last Saturday night,
obligingly continued the first. "A bunch
of us rented cottage at the lake Tor
Saturday and Sunday, building high
hopes on the peace and quietness OF
nights sweet repose far from the Wild
dissipation of moving pictures and Man
kato's Great White Way. We figured
that at 81 per day rent the refreshing rest
obtained would be worth hundred in the
saving of threatened doctor bills but we
were painfully rewarded for these base
thoughts of cheating the physicians.
Woe was we! Little did we reck OF
the things that lurked in the darkness,
ready to pounce upon us, and take us
unawares! Our cottage was to De
furnished, but the housekeeping arrange
ments were most primitive, and would
have done justice to cave man. After
foraging the nearby town for supply
of food we we're forced to 60 on hunt
for dishes and pans in which to cook our
grub. By eight o'clock that night we
had our supper ready, after exactly SIX
hours exasperating and hard work.
Hungry? Well, rather guess that what
we did to that table of potatoes, meat,
pickles, bread, butter, coffee and few
other triles would have shocked the
cannibals. After that we tried marsh
mallow roast on the lawn but the old
lady next door was afraid we would
set fire to the woods, and we aban-
doned this project to save her reason.
Then we sat on the porch while and
let the mosquitoes feed. Poor things!
We felt sorry for them-they were so
hungry. Hadn't had square meal for
a week, guess, by the way they DIT.
After slapping ourselves black and blue
in an effort to be sociable to the mos
quitoes we decided to 60 to bed and
mutually congratulated ourselves on
how soundly we would sleep and rest.
81 saw mouse in the kitchen this
afternoon, casually announced one of
the girls as they made ready for bed.
"A mouse!' grasped the tinid one,
drawing her feet from the floor.
Where? When How?'
"The cautious one was in the kitchen,
rafting among the pans and presently
returned with the dish pan, bread pan,
the wash dish and spider. She then
brought in the pail of water and dipper,
and placing her dishes in row on the
floor proceeded to fill each one with
water.
I'm not going to have any mice crawl
ing over my bed tonight she stated.
I'm going to put each bed post in
pan of water, and then the mice can't
crawl up"
We had good laugh at her as she made
her arrangements, and finally were all
tucked snugly in bed with our mammals
sheets and pillow cases, which we had
thoughtfully brought from home, be-
tween us and the communicating coverlets
and bedding furnished by the beneficient
landlord.
The timid one and l occupied bed
made of couch and a cot pulled close
to the wall, and the cautious one and
her pal climbed into the moated bed We
left the light dimly burning in fear of
kidnappers, and at last gentle slumber
was enfolding us. How tired was! I
had forgotten the world and it's troubles
when l was rudely aroused by the hor-
rible feel of sleek clawey legs running
through my hair and across my face.
Terrified, sat up in bed and by the dim