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Updated: June 9, 2025
The 23 day the Swalow, to his no small reioicing, came to him againe in the night 10 leagues to the Northward of Cape Finister, hauing put roomer and not being able to double the Cape, in that there rose a contrary wind at Southwest.
If only they could keep a girl, one who would scrub and wash dishes. There was a room on the third floor, an attic, full now of her mother's untidy harborings of years, that might be used for a servant. Or she could move up there, and they could get a roomer. The rent would pay a woman to come in now and then to clean up.
She's really an angel of a girl." They emerged to the street, and Mr. Bud's mind recurred to the stranger he had run against in the hallway. When they had reseated themselves in the saloon, and the soup had been brought, the old man said to the bartender: "I see there's a new roomer, Mick?" "Where?" asked Mick. "In the house here. Somewheres up-stairs."
She was in fact trying hard to recall certain distant images of her early life memories that were neither pleasant nor painful, but very odd to her, so strange that she could not realize herself as having once been the little drudge in the rooming-house on Church Street, with the manager of the livery-stable as the star roomer.
"Just Reginald my ground-squirrel." Sidney was skinning a nut with her strong white teeth. "That's another thing I should have told you. I'm afraid you'll be sorry you took the room." The roomer smiled in the shadow. "I'm beginning to think that YOU are sorry." She was all anxiety to reassure him: "It's because of Reginald. He lives under my under your bureau.
"But that doesn't help any. I don't eat; I don't sleep I'm afraid sometimes of the way I feel. When I saw you at the White Springs with that roomer chap " "Ah! You were there!" "If I'd had a gun I'd have killed him. I thought " So far, out of sheer pity, she had left her hand in his. Now she drew it away. "This is wild, silly talk. You'll be sorry to-morrow." "It's the truth," doggedly.
An interesting case of the dead appearing in a dream was as that of Mrs. Marie Menge, 15 West Schiller street, Chicago. Mr. Charles Peterson, former lieutenant of the Danish army, was a roomer with Mrs. Menge for a number of years. He had no relatives or near friends in America. Mr.
Many a single woman whom she knew at home took a gentleman into the house as a roomer, and thereafter referred to him as "he" and spent hours airing the curtains of smoke and even, as "he" became a member of the family, in sewing on his buttons. There was nothing indecorous about such an arrangement; merely a concession to economic pressure.
She stood deferentially before the prospective roomer who had asked the question, to whom she was showing the accommodations of her house, with interpolations of a private nature, on a subject too near her heart, to-day, to be ignored even with strangers.
Daniels says he's afraid he must take his meals nearer his place of business. And, if he does that, he'll get a room somewheres uptown. I'm awful sorry. He's about the highest payin' roomer I have and I did think he was permanent. Oh, dear!" she added. "It does seem as if there was just one thing after the other to worry me. I I don't seem to be makin' both ends meet the way I hoped.
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