The penny press. [volume] (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1859-1860, 1859-09-03
An Accomplished Servant.

A friend of ours recently being left o
widower and having small family, he
still cherished the notion of having them
about him in his own home, SO he sought
help in an Intelligence Office.
Our friend is y sympathi2ing soul, and
seeing a poor girl more ordinary in her
appearance than the others, he chose her
for trial She assured him none could
compare with her in domestic duties
'only give me the conyaniences," says
she.
"Biddy" said her master nextmorning
''make some coffee, and when it is ready
cal"
'Faith an | will, sir" And Biddy
busted herself in preparing breakfast
After the lapse Of some time, and no call,
Biddy' g master went in and found her
engaged in building pyramid of the
sediments taken from the coffee pot, after
having thrown the delicate liquid away.
"Why, what are you doing, Biddy?"
said her master
Pm afther wondering dye ate the
black stuff with the butter on it, or how. "
Biddy was enlightened, and promised
amendment.
A few mornings after Biddy was trou-
bled to kindle a fire. she had wellnigh
bursted her lungs and cheeks, in her
efforts to obtain blaze. At this juncture
an inveterate joker, q friend of the family,
steps in and seeing Biddy's fix, kindly
volunteers to relieve her. SO pointing to a
horse pistol that hung against the wall,
he bid her reach that down and point it
at the refractory spark, intimating his
astonishment that SO intelligent a girl
should not have known of its use before
She did as she was bid, and singularly
enough the wood ut the same time COM
menced to blaze. Biddy was in raptures
to think how easy-only to point and it
burns. Why, in Ireland they have to
pull and push until their arms ache
wouldn't she know where to find it
now. She was thankful to the gentle
man for showing her, and Biddy was seen
many mornings after that patiently point
ing the big horse pistol at the fire CRATE
to kindlo her fire.
Successive failures, however, induced
her subsequently to rclinquish the novel
experiment.
Her last effort at cooking cclipsed all
her other exploits. To the inquiry of her
master could she cook green corn, her
indignant rejoiner, "Cook, dye say. Sure
haven't j cooked it many's the time, F."
silenced all skepticism, and she was en-
trusted to prepare choice lot Of the
best to be had in the market.
Noon came, and with it hungry cx-
pectant man. On the table stood large
pyramid Of smoking corn cobs; by the
side of the table, like faithful sentinel,
stood Biddy with beaming eyes, watching
alternately her master and the cobs His
eye caught the cobs, and although very
angry, he could not restrain his risibles,
and 50 roared out Justify, in which Biddy,
ignorant of the cause, joined him heartily.
so, SO, Biddy, you cooked me some corn,
did you?" said he, when he had cooled of
little.
$50 I did" said she; chow do you like
it?'
"These are the cobs, Biddy, where is
the corn?'
"lf you name those bits O things took
from those holes, sure threw themaway, u
said She and sure enough she had been
at trouble of picking green corn from the
cobs, boiled the cobs and thrown the corr
away.
Biddy had leave of absence for an in
definite period, and should any humani
tartan seek to cultivate her acquaintance
she can probably be found in the sam,
intelligence office she was taken from
before. Any person can tell her. she ha.
green corn Enthusiastically marked on hel
countenance.