For two weeks we were all together 

 at the only hotel at Cartersville, a ham- 

 let of perhaps thirty souls. It took 

 only two weeks to wreck the company. 

 The mine was a mile and a half away, 

 over a very up-and-down mountain 

 road which on the first day the fat 

 woman and I walked with our hus- 

 bands, and which Mrs. Frisco and her 

 husband had travelled in Mrs. Kansas' 

 phaeton — the result of a little way Mrs. 

 Frisco had of getting the best. 



Three days of this calm appropria- 

 tion of her carriage while she walked 

 ruffled Mrs. Kansas' temper. When 

 she heard a rumour that Mrs. Frisco 

 had stated disdainfully to the landlady 

 that there could be no thought of rec- 

 ognising Mrs. Kansas socially, but that 

 she must be tolerated because of her 

 money in the enterprise, her politeness 



