New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1921-02-03


the privilege of looking at Mr. AL
mont's blooded stock and his more or
loss bloodod family" LILLIAN asked
innocently.
''Eh. what? oh. yes! Ha-nuito
good" Mr.. Jones laughed loudly.
but there was n hollow ring in 1t.
and knew that our social stock had
sunk abysmally within the last
minute.
LILLIAN Is Truculcnt.
which Is tho Almont house" I
askeo.
That big yellow one down there.
He pointed TO a rambling barn like
structure several rods down the road.
Lillian and exchanged chances
turned simultaneously and looked at
II earnestly.
III I had n house opposite 10 that
thing" she said vehemently at last.
''and had no other view from my
front windows. should move my
house or tear IT down.
She was in the truculent mood
which always comes to her when
something oTcnds her artistic sense.
! Mr.. Jones gazed at her with the re-
spectful but alarmed curiosity which
| n man generally gives TO any un-
usual specimen of that species which
| Kipllng hns assured US is 'deadlier
| than the male" think he was a
! trifle uncertain whether she meant to
! advance with vandal intent upon the
Almont home. or TO turn and rend
him for daring TO admire iu
! FASTENED to oil tho troubled
waters.
Look at the shade trees Of this
property. Lillian" | said. ''Aren' I
they wonderful? What must they be
when they are in leaf
She paid them the tribute of "a long
look. which ended abruptly in "A Ses-
tturc OF intense annoyance AZ the ir-
rcprcssibic Mr.. Jones struck in:
You should see the shrubbery in
tho summer Wonderful roses: Beau
tiful peonies Georgeous Deren-
malls"
4 Direct Question
May we see where the beds are?''
II demanded. everything else for
gotten.
Certainly" He led the way to the
side OF the really large and beauti-
full lawn.
Remember your weakness.
Madge." she smiled. You know you
always rent or buy a fireplace and n
flower garden. with never a thought
10 the plumbing or foundation walls. -
You're just plain stealing from
Dicky.' I laughed back. following
Mr.. Jones to a long flower bed at the
side of the lawn. covered with straw
The perennials are here" he
said. The roses cover the YER
andas."
had expected an old-fashioned
garden With a sundial and winding
paths. the ideal of my dreams
which had just begun to realize n
Marvin. This long. prim bed chilled
my ardor. looked at the verandas
along the pillars of which the rose
bushes were climbing. and saw thai
the house held no possibilities of re.
modelling 10 my taste. 1t wa,
finished as 1t was. n fairly large struc
ture of tho deadly mid Victorian
period. with verandas across the en-
tire front and at one side. with frettec
Jig-saw work ornamentlng its cor
niccs. and with bay windows tuttins
out everywhere.
Every modern Improvement" Mr.
Jones was babbrns. as he saw m,
eyes fixed upon the house. Ready 4
move right in. One OF the mos
wonderful bargains"
Mr.. Jones" stopped him alb
ruptly. 1T is no use whatever fo
me to look at this property unless
know the price OF it,
He looked Mt mo shrewdly for
second. yielded to the inevitable.
They are asking forty thousan
for IL. but | think they might be in
duced 10 take-say thirty eight
fifty II an immediate sale was made.