Life — December 21, 1899 — page 13: what you’re looking at

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Revelation. — HE vows that her heart is a wide-open < book — I fancy therein I should much like to look; But tho breezo of her whim flaps the pages about— And what is there written I'vo never found out. He Knew How. ‘ON BLUMER, after asserting that hie wife, who has been unsuccessful for two weeks in securing a sorvant, did not uso the propor tact, has voluateored to fetch ono home in twelve hours, Now, after a hard day’s search, ho appears in company with a Coltic stranger, whom he shows into tho kitchen and theroupon joins Mrs. Von Blumer. Mus. Von BLumen: How did you manage it? V.B.: Easiest thing In the world, Just told her to come and she came. Mrs. V. B.: You didn’t find her right off, did you? V.B.: Well, hardly that, my dear, I'vo been to every agency in town, more or less, and walked stops, which, if placed one on top of the other, would have led me through the pearly gates, As I told you, it takes persistence, Mrs. V. B.: Has she any references? V.B.: MReforences! What do you thiak Iam? [asked one gir! for references, and she thought I was making somo insinua- tion against ber character. That's not the thing to do, Mas, V. B.: Well, what did you do? Vv. B. Used a little tact. I treated her ina kind, pleasant manner, Mrs, V.B.: Did you ask her if she could i A PIO IN A FORE. LIFE'S ALBUM OF FRIENDSHIPS. MR, W. W. ASTOR AND 11S FORMER UNCLE, V.B.: Not much, but I told hersbe would have a nice, comfortable home. Mns, V. B.: Did you tell her our washing was heavy ? B.: Certainly not, I said you never would ask her to do anything that you weren't perfectly willing to do yourself. Mrs. V. B.: How kind of you! Did she ask you any questions ? B.: Of course, but I parried them all with a light, cheerful smile. Ours was a heme, I said, where all was harmony. Wo would both take a personal interest in her welfare, That's the way to get arcund them, Mrs. V. B.: Did she ask about wages ? ¥. B.: Ob, yes, She wanted twenty-two dollara a month, and I said that was moro than we paid, but I knew she was a bright girl, and the mere pleasure of having her around was worth a few dollars more and I would pay it cheerfully. Flattery, that's what did it, Mus, V. B.: And sho agreed to como? V. B.: Well, she’s hore, isn’t she ? That's more than you've been able to do. Mrs, V. B.: Did she say she would como on trial? V.B.: She mentioned it, and 1 said I knew you could arrange that beautifully between you, Mrs. V. B.: Well, her. T'll_ go down and seo What's her name?