The New York herald., 1922-08-27
FUNERAL A GREAT EVENT
4 AT HOME FOR INCURABLES

her he was introduced to Miss Thacke-
ray, cold English sperson. meticu-
rate,y dressed, who informed him that
owing to the name she led the intel
leetual set and that from the waist
down "slIe was marble"
From the pair was CLEANED some
facts about the dead woman and her
surviving son.
There was really nothing incurahle
about Mrs. Mulkey," said Kitty Gray,
"but when her son who had stroke
right on the stage was brought here
she sold the little house she lived in
somewhere up State and got admitted
TO the Peabody Home for Women. You
can see the roof of their building from
here. She was near her boy, you see,
and could come here every visitors
day. But that didn't satisfy her and
before long she made application here,
saying she had lost her voice and il,
was incurable. The doctors put her
off by trying every sort OF remedy, but
nothing helped, she kept on talking
only in whispers. Finally they let her
in and here she's been with her son
every day for over year. 1t seemed
like nothing could separate the two, but
something did"
Mrs. Mulkey was quite the lady"
remarked Miss Thackeray. II never
exchanged more than formal greet
ing with her, but on this she did not
presume. She was a black eyed little
creature, who always appeared to be
active and in good health. How strange
it Is that Mr. Mulkey, who appears 40
feeble, should be left to mournl"
Miss Thackeray had spoken deliber-
ately. but at this instant she became
agitated and In a shrll voice exclaimed
TO the man who stood behind her chair.
"E'or mercy's sake. wheel me away
quick as you can. Here comes that
awful woman!"
That awful" woman. wheeling a
chair which contained an invalid bore
down skillfully upon the other two and
interlocked their chair wheels before
they could escape. She showed tall,
masculine figure, straight and slab
like Under a tight fitting gray sweater
and on her head black straw sailor
hat was pinned Mt "a crazy angle. The
patient whom she wheeled about lay
rather than sat in his chair like a
pillow, with useless, dangling feet and
hands. lie looked up appcalingly in
the woman's face as the chair came 20
O violent stop.
There, there, never you mind.
Charley boy" said the woman. "Kate's
only goin' to stop just a minnit. These
women's on tenter hooks now. fer they
don't like you, an they don't like Kate
emmy too good. Oh. Kate's heard the
way you two madams gossip and tell
lies about Charley boy an me
but all I want to- know is if you too
expect to git inta the funeral?"
I'm sure 1t win be difficult" said
Kitty Gray sweetly. "the chapel Is
quite too small to contain everybody.
! suppose YOU won't try, Kate"
"Wunt I?9 demanded the grenadier.
"Charley boy AM me oil be there, sure
thing, an up TO the front, wunt we,
Charley boy2
John will you please extricate my
chair at oncel" commanded the ex-
asperated Miss Thackeray.
Kate drew her wheels back and the
Englishwoman fed.
'Why do you wish to go to the fu-
neral, Kate?' asked Miss Gray, you
didn't know Mrs. Mulkey"
We've got our reasons" said Kate,
shaking her head wisely. NO I didn't
know Miss Mulkey but ] knew how
she fooled the doctors. Said she'd lost
her voice hal 4. . fooled
the doctors she did, but she couldn't
fool Godi"
"Kate" cried Miss Gray, shaking