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THAT NEXT ROOM TENANT.

(ATX RIGHTS riTRicrfr* RESERVED.} THAT NEXT ROOM TENANT. BY EDITH STEWART DREWRY. Author of ONLT AN ACTRESS," THE FIRST SOPRANO or ST. MARGARET'S," &C. (Copyright by Tillotson 8c Son.) He was the veriest old bachelor that ever wort shoe leather was Mr. George Barnet,eceentria, precise, aud-Oh, so proper' Why bless you, IN wouldn't have taken Mrs. Jones's room at all if she Had been youngish and the leat ^ood-looking, instead of all forty and severely plain—no, not lie And the first thing lie asked her was if she took in ladies at all ? He couldn't dream of taking lodgings there if- Oh dear no, sir,he was promptly—and truly —assured with a twinkle of fun in Mrs. Jones's optical organ. I never take no ladies, they're too trouble- Botneu Mine is only for gentlemen." On which Mr. Barnet permitted himself to be ghown the front parlour, and the first floor back room let with it for a bedroom. Mr?. Jon" marched in, throwing k the coverlet to dhow that the 'blankets, &c., were spotlessly clean, but her in- vitation to "Step in, sir. Ilnd. "ee for yourself" had the reverse effect, for the old gentlem-in, who had peeped timidly in, bicked out over the threshold quite blushing, and stammsring —" Thank you. ma'am—er—yes, yes, I see, thank you it's quitt nice." That trying ordeal got through he faced round on two doors clearly belonging tu tvr > front rooms, and enquired what they were and who lodged there—if any one did ? Mrs. Jones answered "Thi" doo: sir, next here, is a sitting-room and that is the slip-room (a bedroom). A vminar man has them two rooiu.s. A most quiet heaved, re- spectable young man he ;it, sir," "Ah—h'm. I hope so, rua'am, I hope so. I could uofc remain where my very neighbour was irregularly conducted, yo-i krow." 11 Oli, no, sir, but that ain't Mr. Welby he don't interfere with nobody Which was both ne^atiw aId ambiguous, as the paid young man might interfere with no one and yet be very dissipated—outside the house. However, the old bachelor took the apartments, and before long, being, of course, ten times more curious thii, any woman born, soon managed to encounter his next-room neighbour in the pass tge—a nice dasliing-'ooknig young fellow, who stood aside for the old gentleman with a polite Good morning," anti then ran lightly upstairs. By Jove, what a !Iueer 011 party it is, Mrs. Jones," said he that evening. "Looks to the T the awful piece of propriety you said. Ha ha you I didn't tell him what [ am Law, sir, no He'd fly out of his skin, set alone 'I the house. How are you jotting un. added the landlady, with a nod and twinkle of the eye. "Oh, first rate, Mrs. Jones. I shall soon have all perfected, and I think the entertainment will be a success." It is needless to say that M: Burnet was appallingly regular in it]! he did the routine of one day was with rarest variation the routine of ever-k day. He was that most to be pitied creature, the bachelor of moderate means an 1 no occupation, which must be done like or no like. For I li,- next fortnight he made one out of trying to find what that next-room tenant did for lvis living. Pv dint of doors lert ajar and a >eoreof (lev known to the curious idler, he got to find that young Welby cause -i in and out at all sorts of timps that is, between ten a.m. and ten before and after which worthy Mr. Barnetwas in the Land of Nod, as a rule aud as mostly all was quiet in the front room all the evening, he fondly took it that the quiet tenant thereof not only came home to te:t like a good young man, but staved at home studying till an early bedtime. Really, a most properly conducted y >ung man," said Mr. Barnet to hui:s -lf one evening at about the end of a fortnight. But ah fur his premature approval, only t.vo evenings later it was sonewhit disturbed. He heard young Wclby come in. as usual, alone, but instead of there being only slight move- ments overhead there was a good deal. The table and chairs were moved there could be no mi: taking .11 itig the sound of dragging furniture aside. Then the lodger himselt walked abont the flo >r. a~id the de-p mutters of the man's voice penetrated to the curious, puzzled listener below. Hood gtaoious was ho dik- ing to himself, to Mrs. J,,nes( or to whom as — was it possible that any other hut Mrs. Jo no, the thought was too awful. It quite t'ok Itr, Bar net's breath besides, he ijiust have heiru tlib most fairy footstep and m-rle of garmoa's. as his door was a:r. It aHviys was, by the bye. Why, there was coming downstairs and g:) Out. Yes, the door shut ,Iltl what, was more it hadn't opened a^ain to that same yotr.i^ man by ten o'clock. This was really looking serious and Mr. Dai-net pursed his respectable iii .s, as he retired to his dormitory—quite a quarter of au late. I shall just lie awake and watch," muttered the old gentleman as lie into his bed, which was next the thin pat tition wall: if that young scamp is to—ahem—all sorts of improper hours—really any- thing mifeht happen next, and my charter be coin- promised." But Morpheus was not to he so easily dor.e. and though tirmly persuaded that he had uever closed his watchful eyes—or ra'her ear-,— MV. Barm-fc dozed for a solid half-hour at the leapt, if it wa* sot hi* usual eouad sleep, or else he would never have ¡>en;] awakened by a burst of laughter—a man's—from the sitting- room next his apartment. M). -at up rub- bing his eyes, utterly indignmr at such nocturnal orgies he had indeed actually lifted his bund to give an angry knock at the wall, when a sound broke on his ear which made all the remains of hair on his respectable old head "tanl on en ) with horror, aad held him as one paralysed A silvery feminine laugh and voice from that next room There was no mistake about it, no disordered night- mare or half-waking fancy in the mutter—a giddy laugh an 1 a pretty voice that said saucily and very distinctly "My dear fellow, of course I know you are dead gone on my little self, but Oh, my, tie for shame- What'il your wife say— What H- l your wife say V This alteration of the long out-of-date music-hal song was sung, and [r, Burnet fell back on the pillows I (rasping for breath. (By the bye, I don't know how such a proper old bachelor came to know that it wa a music-hall song at all. for of course he had never been in such naughty place- even in youth. ) Then came Welhy's stifled laugh again, and voice delightedly: "That's fine, "Dottie, my love Lord, what a boom we shall make of the affair at this rate We'll clew tt-pnowthough—I'm tired. So the selfish scamp didn't even think that hi* wicked companion might be tired too. Was he going to let her out, see her home:-it such creatures as this improper young person -t)ul,i be 3aid to have any h°But in vain the scandalised old gentleman likened for any such indications all he heard was tbe flop of » box lid being shut down, and then slipping out ot bed to the door to softly open it an inch and poep, he saw the reprobate Wei by pass quietly out into his very small bedroom, and in three minutes he could be heard snoi ing. Then that creature in the sitting-room would slip Out of the house presently. "Good Heavens; what a shameful scandal the whole thing is!" gasped poor Mr. Barnet, creeping back to bed, all hot and cold by turns. W hat could he do bu: speak to cood, deceived, 3fr,. Jones And yet, bow—how could he frame words t > even allude to such audacious impropriety ? How face Mrs. Jones with such a shocking story ? But- Tap-tap-tap "It's ten o'clock, sir. I h,,pe ytitz ai!t i'.l ?" cime 1 Mrs. Jones's resonant tones outside the door. "Eh—ah—no—dear nie-ye-3, I'll be down soon, f ma'am," cried Mr. Barnet, starting up in alarm. "Don't come in I—I'm quite well." Mrs. Jones retreated giggling, but she looked as solemn as a judge whelllatr Ir. Barnet sent for her, and with much stammering got out thav he must inform her she was quite mistaken about hi, next- room neighbour's character nothing less than the evidence of his own senses would make him say so, but he had heard last night, "near midn'ght, ma'am, a girl's voice-yes, it was a music-hall girl, Mrs. Jones and then, with bis ba. k turned, the old gentleman told her what he had heard, to his utter scandal- isation. Mra. Jones couldn't believe but what Mr. Barr;e„ was mistaken, and being woke bE up was still dream- ing. Mr. Welby was certiinly not married, and L couldn't be guilty of such improper conduct as having I in a ladv visitor so late. She knpw him well. «' I heard it, ma'am, I tell you cried Mr. Barnet, Dottie was the name. Good Heavens wilat is that scamp's occupation ? n Why sir he's an en tertamer then—that s all, and must have been re'earsing over by bisself for his new entertainment." She was smiling. "Good gracious !-a play actor you mean? cried the horrified lodger. "That s it then. By himseli, fadeed° Mrs JoneT.' I heard the Wwan s very voice m words, It's a scandal. m»'a» ml I woa t etou.' Well, sir, I'll just be on the watch to-night up-on the top landing, and if you hear anythink again step out and call up to me and we'll see ourselves," said Mrs. Jones. To this Mr. Barnet agreed, and Mrs. Jones retired —but up to the first-floor lodger's room. If worthy Mr. B. had listened he might have heard stifled laughter enough to do one good. Mrs. J-on-es—come—he-re—quick." Time, near midnight—the sound, a hard shocked whisper up those upper stairs, and down came Mrs. Joues, dressed still, of course, to Mr. Barnet, who- also dresaed- stood at his door, trembling, scarlet, but triumphant. "Now, ma'am, will you still believe I was dream ing ? Listen yourself at that r-reprobate's door." Ha! ha my dear boy," came the silvery tones of "Dottie, from within. "I'm such a nice little sweetheart, eh ? but I must play lead, you know- aever mind the wife. Ta-ra-ra (Welby) "Bother her-she can't act." Dottie—repeating after a slight pause, and from the other end of the room-. Bother her-she can't act." There, ma'am," whispered Mr. Barnet, what do you say now ?" That we'll see with our own eyes, sir. Hush he won't hear the door." She softly opened it enough for them to peep in— she over Mr. Barnet's shoulder, perhaps to conceal her face, too. Mr. Barnet nearly stiffened where he stood—his worst fears were confirmed. Welby stood backing the door, the table and chairs were all pushed aside, and to and fro the other end of the space was gliding the prettiest, tiniest ladv, scarcely four feet high, and richly dressed. She turned slowly each time, wived her tiny hand out, said, "I am the leading lady," and glided across, turning again m the same way. If was too much for Mr. Barnet's propriety and morals. Y uu barefaced, audacious scamp," the old bachelor cried, bursting right in, in a blaze of indignation how dare you, sir, bring into a decent house such a shameless, vile creature as Whew said Mr. Welby, swinging round with dancing eyes and low bow, "as—the fair Miss Dottie, leading lady of Welhy's Troupe of Automatic Phono- graphic Marionettes Tibtaau 1— and ccllapse of Mr. George Barnet. TTIE END.

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