Burlington hawk-eye. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1845-185?, 1849-07-05
BURLINGTON, IOWA, JULY. 5, lS49


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and get it mended but / found this morn
ing that shafailed to do so. never saw
such careless forgeful creature in my
life.' 81,
It's no natter Mrs Lowell forced her
self to say, atthe cost Of a departure from
the truth.
" sOh, knew it was no difference, be-
cause you don't make coffee regularly, re-
sponded Mrs Arnold but, then, never
like to be using other peoples things when
l can help it. Besides, our Kitty is such
a careless creature, that every thing she
touche, is in danger; and I'm afraid It may
get injured. ! noticed little dent in the
spout this morning. ... 3.
Not bad one?' said Mrs Lowell,
thrown little off her guard by this adj
mission. The tone in which, she spoke
expressed some anxiety. i
ooh, no, ns,' replied Mrs Arnold quick
ly.
You would hardly see it unless it
were pointed out. But even for SO trifling
an injury Can assure you scclded Kitty
we'll. As soon as 60 home, will start
her off with m, coffee-pot, if she has not
already taken it to the timers
Days passed, but the coffee pot still re-
manned in the possession of Mrs Arnold.
In the mean time, WHY'S new cloak of
very fine light blue cashmere was finished,
and as Mrs Lowell was a little proud of
her baby-what mother is not ?--the cloak
went out 10 take an airing, the baby inside
of course, every day for week after
wards.
One afternoon some friends came in and
Mrs Lowell persuaded them TO stay and
spend the evening. Shortly after they ar
rived, messenger came from Mrs Ar.
mold, with request for the loan of Will
ly's cloak, she wanted to send her baby
down TO Jones' Hotel, that friend of
hers, who was passing through the city,
might see him.
very well,' said Mrs Lowell, and
took from drawer the dove-colored me-
rino cloak that had suffered so severely at
the christening and handed it to the girl
who came from Mrs Arnold.
In few minutes the girl returned with
the cloak, and said
1T isn't the one that Mrs Arnold wants.
She says, please 10 let her have the blue
one. She'll take good care Of it,
Mrs Lowell took the Gove-colored cloak
and turned with it 10 the drawer slowly,
debating in her mind what she should do.
She must either offend Mrs Arnold, or
run the risk of having the new cloak,
which cost ten dollars, besides her labor,
spoiled as the other had been. She did
not wish TO dot'rtI former; but, how could
/ she submit TO the Filter? Just as, in her
doubt and hesitation, she laid her hand up
on the new garment. q thought struck her
and turning 10 the girl, she said a
Tell Mrs Arnold that she can have the
light cloak in welcome; but Willy is 60
ing out, and will wear the blue one.'
The girl departed and Willy got an ex-
ira airing that day. Mrs Arnold was ex-
cesdingly indignant, and W wondered if Mrs
Lowell supposed she was going to send
her child out in that soiled and greasy
thing! ....
Towards supper time, Mrs Loveli's
cook asked her if she wished coffee made.
ooh, certainly was replied.
Mrs Arnold has our coifee-pot.'
L know. You must go for it,
The cook took off her apron, and ran
| into Mrs Arnold's for the coffee-p pot. In
few moments she returned, and said
MRS Arnold can't let you have it be-
fore tomorrow. Hers is not mended yet,
and Mr. Arnold always drinks coffee for
supper
But go and tell her that have COM
pany and cannot do without it, replied Mrs
Lowell, little impatiently.
The girl went back. When she return.
ed the cotfee-pot was in her possession
| As she sit it down before Mrs Lowell, she
said
Mrs Arnold didn't seem to like it p
Like what p
your sending again. She says her
husband never drinks tea, and she don't
know how she is going TO make him cot
Efee.'
But that isn't tiny coffee-pot!'
Yes ma am
sOn no. Never!' And Mrs Lowell
took up dinsy looking affair that her
cook had brought in, and eyed II doubt
ingly. She. remembered her Brittanni;
cotfee-pot as beautiful piece Of ware
without a scratch or bruise, and bright a:
silver. But this was as dull as pewter
a par. of the bottom, an eighth OF an incl
wide and three inches long, had been melt
ed off or turned up; there were several
large dents in it !; the mouth of the spout
had received disiiguring bruise, and thu
little Jet knob on the lid was entirely bro
ken off! No, moths was not her coffee
pot. But cook insisted that it was, ant
soon proved her assertion. .@-
This was too much for Mrs Lowell, ane
the forbearance Of that long suffering lady
yielded under the TOO heavy pressure j
was called TO sustain.
That my coileo-pot? she exclaimed
with most indignant emphasis, and lift
ing it from the table on which the cook
had placed ii, she set it down upon tea
tray, which contained the other pieces be.
longing to her beautiful set of Britannia
I The contrast was lamentable.
'There! said she, with glowing cheek
and voice pitched an octave higher thar
usual. Take the whole set into Mrs Ar
mold, with my compliments, and say tina