The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1920-10-06

Between
Rounds

Copyright. 1890. bv Doubleday, Page
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Tho May moon shonc bright upon
the private boarding house Of Mrs
Murphy. BY reference to the alma
mac a large amount Of territory viii
b discovered upon which its rays
also fell Spring was In les heyday.
With hsy.fever soon TO follow. The
parks were green with new leaves
and buyrs for tho Western and
southern trade Flowers and sum
mer-rcsort agents were blowing; the
cir and answers 10 Lawson were
Gruwing mIider: hand-organs founr
tniua. and rinochie were playing
ovsrywhcre-
ne windows OF Mrs Murphy's
ooarding house were open A group
q boarders were seated on tho high
oeDep upon round. flat mats like
German pancakes.
II one OF the second floor windows
lers- McCAskey awaited her husband
ouppsr was cooling on the tabla Ito
nnas went Into Mrx Mccaskey.
~ nine Mr.. Mccasksv came. He
sGnEF1o1 NJ cuaf IN hts arm and vs1p
D1pe IN his teeth: and he apoiogfzcd
0nr disturbing the boarders on the
Geep ~ he selected spots Of stone
bntwecn them on which to set his
si1s >. width D~
A. he opened the door Of his room
~ received n surprise. Instead of
8he usual stove-hd or potato-masher
for him to dodge. came only words
Mr. McCaskey rcckoned that the
benign May moon had softened the
breast Of his spouse.
r heard ye.~ came the oral subssi-
tutes for kifchenware. -Ye can
apoIlyKise TO riff.raff Of the streets
1or settin' yer unhandy feet on the
tails ~ their frocks, but ye'd walk
cn the neck Of yer wife the length
~ : clothesline without 70 much ss
: Kiex me fut.' and I'm sure it's
mat long from rubberin' out the
wtndy for ye and the victuals cold
much ~ there's money 10 buy after
drinktn' up yer wages at Gallcgher's
every Saturday evenin'. and the gas
man hero twice today for his"
~womanr- said Mr.. Mccaskey.
Gnshing his coat and hat upon
chair. @the noise Of ye Is an Insult
70 me appetite When yc run down
politeness yc take the mortar from
between the bricks of the founda-
lions Of society. Tis no more than
exercisin' the acrirony OF a gentle
man when ye ask the dissent OF
ladies' biockin' the way for steppin'
between them. win ye bring the
pigs face OF ye out of the windy
and see to the foodg"
Mrs. McCaskey arose heavily and
went to the stove There was some
thing in her manner that warned
Mr.. McCaskey. When the corners
Of her mouth went down suddenly
like barometer. II usually fore
told a fail of crockery and tinware.
Pigs face. Is itg" said Mrs. Nc.
Caskey. and hurled stewpan full OF
bacon and turnips at her lord
Mr.. Mccasksy was no novice at
low the entree. On the table was a
roast sirloin Of pork, garnished with
shamrocks. He retorted with this.
and drew the appropriate return of
= bread pudding In an earthen dish.
A hunk Of Swiss cheese accurately
thrown by her husband struck Mrs.
McCaskey below one eye. When she
replied with a well-aimed coffee pot
full Of hot. black. semifragrant
liquid. the battle, according TO
courses. should have ended.
But Mr. Mccaskey was no fifty.
cent table d'hoter. Let cheap 30
henians consider coffee the end. IL
they would. Let them make that
faux pas. He was foxier still.
Finger bowels were not beyond the
compass of his expenence. They
were not to be had in the Pension
Murphy; but their equivalent was
at hand. Triun gnantly he sent the
granite-ware wash basin at the head
of his matrimonial adversary. Mrs.
McCaskey lodged in time. She
reached for flatiron. with which,
as a sort Of cordial she hoped to
bring the gastronomical duel TO a
close. But a loud, wailing scream
downstairs caused both her and Mr..
McCaskey TO pause in sort OF in.
voluntary armlstice.
On the sidewalk at the corner Of
the house Policeman Cleary was
standing with one ear upturned.
listening 10 the crash OF household
utensils
vTis Jawn McCaskey and his
misses at II again. mcditated the po-
Hceman. Il wonder shall / go up