Old Maids And Burglars In Paradise Author:Elizabeth Stuart Phelps OLD MAIDS, AND BURGLARS IN PARADISE BY ELIZABETH STUART ,PHELPS BOSTON AND NEW YORK HOUGHTON, MIFFLIN AND COMPANY be riiboraibe re, Camribge 1887 Copyright, 1885, 1886, and 1887, BY ELIZABETII STUART PHELPS. All rights reserved. The Riwerside Press, Cambridge Electrotyped and Printed by If. 0 IIoughton CO. CONTENTS. PART I. -AN OLD MAIDS PARADIS... more »E. PAGE . 5 I. THE PROSPECT 11. IN PLAN 11 31. BUILDING . . 29 IV. POSSESSION . 40 V. INSIDE AND OUT. -ALONE . . 64 VI. RIATTHEJV ARSOLD . SO VII. RIARY . 06 . . 111 VIII. HOUSE-WARMING IX. HALF MAST . . 129 X. ZERO . . 148 XI. THE SERPENT . . 163 XII. THE FLAMING SWORD . . 181 PART 11. - BURGLARS IN PARADISE. I. THE RUMOR . . 5 11. THE SCARE . 111. GOOD FAMILY HORSES . 22 . 40 IV. THE LADY OF SHALOTT . 62 V. FEE-FI-FGN AKD I. 0. U. . . S1 VI. THE BURGLARY . 99 V11 MR. PUSHETT . . 117 VIII. THE STATE WILL PEOTECT . . 137 IX. MESSRS. HIDE AND SEEK . . 155 X. JUDAS JOLIUS . 172 XI. WHAT IS CALLED FIIENDSHLP . . 190 XII. RECEIPTED BILL . . 205 PART I. AN OLD X4AIDS PARADISE. a AN OLD MAIDS PARADISE. IN PROSPECT. I WANT - said Corona. Tom and Susy looked up. Corona did not often say she wanted anything. Susy thought this natural. Was it not enough to live in the house with Tom But Tom had never thought anything about it. I want - began Corona again and then she stopped. What did she want Her thoughts were vagabonds. They roamed a great way from Tom and Susy at that moment. They were a lawless, disorgan- ized, hungry horde. Nothing for tramps said Corona, severely. But she did not say it aloud. She took up the grape-scissors thoughtfully she showed a slight contraction between a pair of well-controlled, charitable gray eyes, and snipped the Mnlngas leisurely upon her plate, before she said, - CC I want a horne. Tom laid down his nut-pick and Susy the baby. It took quite o shock to make Susy put down the baby. Corona colored. Tom was her own brother but Susy was the mother of her niece. Give her to me cried Corona, hurriedly. She S putting up her lip. You ve hurt her feelings. Arid oh Susy, dont mind me a bit, and Tom, you ve always b done everything but, Susy, the baby wont cry for me more than n day or two, a,nd, Tom, you must see that to have a place of your own - Get married said Tom. 1 cant afford to support n husband, till the panic is over. 7 Write n book, said Susy. It will divert your mind. You re morbid. baby has kept you awake too much this winter. IZZ take her to-night. Experience with three poems, two Snn- day-school books, one obituary, and one let- ter to The Transcript, said Corona, calm- ly, measuring off these articles in shag-barks on the table-cloth, c has not encouraged me to pursue n, literary life. If there had not happened to be such n press of matter every time, it might have been different. The editors ,regretted it exceedingly, Susy and the manuscripts are in the hair trunk in the inner attic. Go to college, suggested Tom. Theres Boston University. I am thirty-six years old, said Corona, sadly. GO into business, then, cried Tom, des- perately. c I 11 furnish half the capital. I always said you were the better business man of us two. Come Tom, replied Corona, faintly, was it you who inherited fathers sick-headaches If I did not have one every week, however, perhap. I give it up, said Tom, after a pause. I think if I did not let you draw baby about so much, observed Susy, with n ju- dicijl expression and she is growing so cunning And we meant to put something Eastlake into your roorn this spring. Did nt we, Tom But we were going to wrlit for a surprise, till you got home from Aunt Anna Marias...« less