Scribner's magazine . ebeds jest a trundle, goes under theother, and one of the beds in the bigroom is a folding-bed I dont think we could get alongwith less than a room apiece, I said. Good-morn Well, I guess if youre willing topay for them, you can have a roomapiece, though most of my folks ismore social. This big room I couldlet you have for four dollars a day—thats what I get regular for it, andthree for the smaller ones. I could feel the agitation of mybrother rippling through my backhair in little electric waves ; but I wasnow disposed to pursue the advent-ure and see how much she would
Scribner's magazine . ebeds jest a trundle, goes under theother, and one of the beds in the bigroom is a folding-bed I dont think we could get alongwith less than a room apiece, I said. Good-morn Well, I guess if youre willing topay for them, you can have a roomapiece, though most of my folks ismore social. This big room I couldlet you have for four dollars a day—thats what I get regular for it, andthree for the smaller ones. I could feel the agitation of mybrother rippling through my backhair in little electric waves ; but I wasnow disposed to pursue the advent-ure and see how much she would ask. We shall want a bath-room, said I. Oh, theres a bath - room in thehouse, said she, with an indulgentsmile; she felt that we were in themeshes. I mean we shall want a bath-roomfor ourselves Jest you five folks ? AVell —withthe air of one determined to conquerunreasonable requirements with mag-nanimitv— vou can have niv bath- room. Fact is, tlic folks in my liousedont bathe. We could bear no moie. 1 told licr. A Provincial Politician. that I would tell my friends, and if wedecided to take the rooms we wouldlet her know, and we retreated, mybrother servilely agreeing to her Horidpraises of the location, the restaurant,and the real nice people that cameto the liouse, the nicest j)eople in theland. Strange as it may appear, I imaginethat she told no lies about her board-ers. I saw them occasionally, and theylooked to be well - bred and of them looked cheerful; buthaving been in the house, I could notexpect a sunny temper. I said none ;I err, there was one, whose good natureirradiated the whole street, every morn-ing, when he sallied out to have hisboots blacked. The polishing of shoes(whether black or russet) took i)lace ina chair on the sidewalk ; and in conse-
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