The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1922-03-31

offer them tiii she Was weakening
Ia the search. and she would take
them srudgingiy with. They don't
suit me" Similarly with tho keys.
accepted only after prolonged and
maddcning search. "weli. you'd bet.
ter try these. Mothcr.---They injure
tho lock"
Yet Mrs. Rod. Pole or Perch. who
confided much In Sabre. and who had
no condolences OF any kind apart
from her son. would often say 10
Sabre: Freddie always finds my
keys for me. you know. He finds
everything for me. Mr.. SABRE"
And the tide Of glory would flood
amazingly upon her face. transfig'
urinx II. and Sabre would feel an I'm.
mcnscly poignant clutch NJ tho heart.
vi
Tho perches house was called
Puncher's--puncher Farm. few
hundred yards along the lane leading
TO tho great hiEhroad-and u was
the largest and by far the most un.
tidy house In Penny Green. Success.
sive Punchcrs OF old time. when Il
had been tho most considerable farm
In all the country between ChovenE.
bury and Tidborough. had added TO
II In stubborn defiance Of all laws
OF comfort and principles OF dom.s-
TIC architecture. and now. shorn alike
Of It's Punchers and OF itn pastures.
tho homestead that might easily have
housed twenty was myntertousiy
filled to overlooking by two. Mrs.
Perch was fond OF saying shs had
lived In nineteen houses I'm her
time and sabrr had tho belief that
the previous eighteen had all been
separately furnished and tho entire
accumulation. together with every
newspaper taken in during their &C
cupation. brought 10 Puncher's. Half
tho rooms Of Puncher's were 90 filled
with furniture that no more furni.
tur~. and scarcely n living person.
could be rot In. and half tho rooms
were 20 filled with boxes. packages.
bundles. trunks. crates. and stacks
OF newspapers that no furniture at
all could be got in. Every room was
known TO Mrs. Perch and TO Young
Perch by the name OF some article /,
contained and Mrs. Perch was for
ever going TO sort the room with
your Uncle Henry's couch in a." or
the room with the big blue box with
the funny top IN H." or some other
room similarly described.
Mrs. Perch wns always going 70"
but a. the task was always contln-
gent upon either when I have got
servant into tho house." or when
I y r. ~ "a
houso"--thesc two states represent
ing Mrs. P~rch's occupation with the
servant probiem--the couch of Uncle
Henry, the big blue box with the
funny top. and all the other dcni-
zens OF the choked rooms remained.
like threatened men. precariously
but securely.
But not unvisited,
Sabre once spent week IN the
house. terminating a summer hoii'
day a little earlier than Mabel. and
he had formed tho opinion that
mother and son never went 20 bed
at night and never got Up In the
morning. In remote hours and In
remote quarters OF the house mys-
FERROUS sounds disturbed his sleep.
Fcrily peering over the banistrrH. he
dlsccrned the pair moving. Ike lost
souls. about the passages. Mrs. Perch
with tho skirts Of a red dressfng-
gown In ono hand and n candle In
the other, Young Perch disconsolate-
/ " In her wake. yawning, with an
other candle. Young Perch called
this Proving about tho Internal
house all night" and one office OF
tho prowi appeared TO Sabre TO be
tho attendance of pans Of milk warm.
| ing In a row on oil stoves and sug'
costing, with the giimmer OF the
stoves and the steam OF the pans.
mysterious citations to midnight
gods.
| VII
Mrs. Perch believed her son could
do anything and. in the matter OF
his capabilities. had the strange con.
yiction that he had only to write and
ask anybody. from Mr.. Asquith down
wards. for employment In the high.
est offices in order TO obtain u.
young Perch-who used TO protest,
.yvell. but I've got my work, Moth.