Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1861-09-05

good for burns, is it ?" and Tom came up with
tears streaming down his face, and the salt
brine dripping from his hand.
"Confound this housekeeping don't you
say so, Bob? Let US have some breakfast, or
| the Coroner will have case of starvation to
investigate"
We sat down to the table, but before we
had eaten two mouthfuls of bread, or swallow
ed two draughs of coffee, we came TO the con-
cluSion that the waters of the far famed Salt
Lake could not equal our coffee and if one of
the biscuits were hung about prisoners neck
1t would prove milestone. We began to an-
alyze the saline subjects before US, aud we
unanimously agreed that " saleratus and salt
according to your judgment" was no judgment
at all.
The striking of the clock warned US that it
was time that We were on our way to the Of
fee. We compared notes, and found that we
had been just three hours preparing our deli
ciouS breakfast
eleven o'clock found US taking lunch at
Tayor's)
As We had been disappointed in the morn
ing, We were determined to make pies and
cake they were much easier than bread for
beginners SO, two hours before the usual
books and documents, and w=re hurrying home
to profit by the experience of the morning
meal
We could not but miss the cheerful face,
the blazing fire and well laid table that always
greeted our return from our daily toll but
We soon bauiShed these lad thoughts by vigor-
ously welding the broom, and in a short time
the kitchen looked quite presentabIe.
| was to make the pies and cakes, and Tom
was to run the errandS and make the cuStard
puddjng-a little milk and few eggs-whO
couldn't make a custard pudding Putting
on large apron and rolling up my coat
sleeves, prepared for my afternoons work.
First we dropped the curtain for fear we
might have inquSitve neghbOrS took
table at one end of the kitchen, while Tom
took the one in the dining room, so that We
should not interfere with each other. As |
stood considering what to put in the pie crust,
besides sugar, eggs and alspice, | heard him
saving to himself, "a pint of eggs and six
grains OF sugar, spice, and then taste"
Here, Bob, here's an enigma for you to
solve how in the world shall | weigh pint
of eggs, and count six pounds of sugar ?"
90 this is easy enough-uSe the scale for
the eggs, and microscope for the sugar, aud
for the spice, should think, giager and Gina
mon would do | really believe you didn't
know the FIRST thing about cookng-a pretty
husband you would make-don't forget the
milk you will find it in the store room"
\ smothered laugh came from the store
room. aud softly whispered "look here, Bob -
| tiptoed along expecting to find tiger or
rattIeSuake, but what a sight met my eye =
/ There set Miss Grmalkn and her interesting
family OF four, tapping the milk reserved for
our pudding. WOmau'S weapon was 10 great
/ demand-and divorce was granted between
/ Mistress Broom aud Mr. Handle-aud our bis
cult also FASTENED the exit of the Grimalkin
JUNIOR two of whom never made thr appear
ance) while their affectonate mother made a
shining path through a square Of glass. As
Tom was errand boy, be took q large pitcher
and went out for more milk. While he was
gone, | amused myself by singing, There'lI
be no more sorrow there" when to my sorrow
the door hell rang, and being directly over
head was the cause of gymnastic exhibition
which closed the downfall of China, and with
pontomine gestures | stood amid the ruins,
and thought of the confusion of Babel Ding
ding, went the bell, each peal loude. than the
last. l could not get to the door for | was
not dressed to receive callers As was creep
ing along, and when almost to the door step
ped on my apron, and like a dutiful subject |
obeyei the laws of graVitation, aud struck my
head with such force that | saw stars without
looking for them. l heard a laugh outside,
aud some one said "Oh, can wait, please
put the trunk on the steps" | groaued both
mentally and physically, Oh, if Tom would
only come he could 20 to the door, for he
looked quite decent Our caller, whoever it
might be, was determined to enter. 90, Tom,
why dont you come = and, as if in answer TO
my wish, heard a crash down below.
| ran down stairs and there lay poor Tom on
bis face co Dpletely deluged n mik-the pitch
er broken aud the fragments scattered over
the fOor-Streams of milk running in all direc-
tionS
" l should think you ought to know better
than to leave a broomstick across the doorway
for fellow TO tumble over here I've spoit
my clothes, cut my nose, aud can't tell you
what internal injuries | have sustained, and
oil through your careIeSSneSS If this is what
you call housekeeping | must say that / am
heartily sick of it. You NAV finish that pud,
ding-I won't touch it." Hush. Tom, don't
speak so loud. ;f you do we are ruined men.-
We have no time to cry for split milk, for we
have company on the door steps, and they are
determined to gain entrance there's the bell
again it's no use might as we'll 60 to the
door
| took of my apron, smoothed my hair,
washed my hands, aud put on my company
face, while Tom went to his room to make
himself whole, leaving footprints by the way,
not such as Longfellow would have US leave,
to cheer the heart of forlorn brother, but
footsteps that au ambitious brother might see,
and ike his predecessor, aspire to tread the