The Ohio union. [volume] (Ashland, Ohio) 1849-1854, 1854-01-18
Taairs, Drpartnant.
WHAT LOVE WILL ACCOMPLISH.

wasn't time 10 make a pudding before din
ner. had my private suspicious she was
imposing upon me, though ! didn't know
enough about it 10 contradict her. The
truth is, I'm no more mistress Of this
house than | am Of the Grand Seraglio.
Bridget knows il, too ; and there's Harry
(how hot i, makes my cheeks to think Of
IL | couldn't find an eatable thing on the
dinner table yesterday. He loves me too
well 10 say anything, but he had such an
ugly (rown on bis face when he lit his
cigar and went off 10 the office. Oh,
see how il is
"one must eat in matrimony,
And love is neither bread nor honey;
Aud so, you undersand,'
"What on earth sent you over in that
dismal rain :" said Kitly's neighbor, Mrs.
Green. "Just look at your CATERS"
"Oh, never mind CATERS" said Kitty,
unlying her 'rigoleIle,' and throwing her
self on the sofa. 81 don't know any
more about cooking than a six weeks kit
ten ; Bridget walks over my head with
the most perfect Irish nonchalance; Har.
ry looks as solemn as an ordained bishop;
the days grow short, the bills grow long,
and I'm lie most miserable little Kitty
that ever mewed. Do have pity on me,
and initiate me into The mysteries Of broil'
ing, baking and roasting ; take mt into
your kitchen now, and let me go INTO 1t
while the fit is on me. feel as though |
could roast Chandelier and all his hen.
harems."
You don't expect to take your degree
in one forenoon F." said Mrs. Green, laugh
ing Immediately.
mot a bit of it? | intend 10 come
every morning, if the world don't whirl
of It's axle. I've locked up my guitar
aud my French and Italian books, and
that irresistible Feslus,' and nerved my.
self like a female martyr, 10 look a grid
iron in the face without 0lnching. Come,
pu, down that embroidery, there's a goud
Samaritan. and descend with me into The
lower regions, before my enthusiasm gets
a shower bath !" and she rolled up her
sleeves from her round white arms, took
off her rings, and tucked her curls behind
htr ears.
Very patiently did Mrs. Kitty keep her
resolution /; each day added little 10 her
store OF culinary wisdom. What if she
did flavor her first cuslards with pepper.
mint instead of lemon! What If she did
: basic a turkey with saleralus instead Of
SALT What if she did season the slufing
with ground cinnamon instead of pepper!
Rome wasn't built in a day-coOks cant
be manufactured in a minute.
Killy's husband had been gone just a
month. lie was expected home that very
day. All the morning the little wife had
been getting up a congratulatory dinner, in
h nor of The occasion. What with salts.
faction and the kitchen fire, her cheeks
glowed like a milkmaiI's. How he. eyes
sparkled, and what a pretty little irium
plant toss she gave her head, when that
big trunk was dumped down in The entry.
1t isn't a bad thing, sometimes, 10 have a
secret even from ones own husband.
"On my word, Kitty" said Harry,
holding her off at arms length, " you look
most prOvoking!y well to. do for a widow
pro lem.'I don't believe you have mourn.
ed for me the breath Of a sigh. What
have you been about !! who has been here!
and what mine Of fun is to be prUphesied
from that merry twinkle in The corner of
your eyei Anybody hid in the closet or
cupboard. Have you drawn a prize in
The 20 terry :"
mot since I married YOU" said Hrs.
Kitty 4; sand you are quite welcome to
that sugar plum 10 sweeten your dinner"
"How Briget has improved" said Har.
ry, as he piled his knife and fork indastri.
ously; 81 never saw these woodcock out.
done, even at our bachelor club al -
House. She shall have a present of a
pewter cross, as sure as her name is Nc.
Flanagan, besides dissolution for all The &c.
testable messes she used 10 cOncoci with
her Catholic fingers"
Let me out I let me Quit" said a
slifed voice from the closet; "you can't
expect a woman to keep a secret forever"
What on earth do you mean, Mrs.
Green 2" said Harry, gaiy shaking her
hand.
why, you say Bridget has improved
i. e. TO say, little Mrs. Kitty there received
from my hands yesterdny a diploma, Ger.
flying her Mistress of Arts, Hearts and
Drumslicks, having spent every morning
Of your absence in perfecting herself as a
house keeper. There now, don't drop on
your knees 10 her ill | have gone. |
know very we'll when three are a crowd,
or, 10 speak more lashionably when | am
dc irOp,' and | am only going to stop
long enough to remind you lha, there are
some wives left in the world, and that
Kitty is one of EN-"
And now, dear reader, il you doubt
whether Mrs. Kitty was rewarded for all
her trouble, you'd better take a peep into
that pOh"r, and while you are looking, let
me whisper a word in your ear confden.
IiOlly. You may be as beautiful as Venus,
and as talented as Madame de Slael. but
you %never'll reign supreme in your leige
lords affections, till YOU can roast a tur'
key,-OtiUe Branch.