Gallipolis journal. [volume] (Gallipolis, Ohio) 1837-1919, 1866-02-15

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'icare of the babf.. 4 goes shop
lping7 sk
moi, yoared j., usl9 .Fve othe
fish to fry.p - uf ms thnm
TO his nose. Aeitl, ate
slamming the ben al rays d'
when they are Atsmper-re
turned to the t2s hre wa
sH out, and plea oe9oeoi.
smoky. id -sJ
some m,,1 eas,: gS,s2 :s he iIS etl el
IbrIskly dow ss-- on Ia;
second step be loot throngG
| a rip in his drt set Stumbled and
! fell to- the bott iSd cellar. smash
lug basket of egEsnd knocking
over slfelf loaded pans OF MIX
"Deuee take III Fdalmed he
Iscrambling to his -fesr and rubbing
/ his sead. ahoss do.wdnen mansge
with these infern2I tei dresses? ]
shall break my neck With this yet!'
The fire made ae,lr tr. Keith
bethought him Of diner. we looked
at the timepiece: it was one 70 clock.
Almost time for ,'sSp-i What
should he have nor dislEs aJsad
heard his wife SsaN th3t a sespnd
ding was easilvg made, ise x have
rice pudding pd bsfe1 8tatoes,
I and brohed Z FACTURE
y, He filed as red
in little sues Iropss. egg,
and set the vessA' 4 en-
The potatoes ne wasA )ip suds,
tnat they might certs % clean,
and put them into th ae--kettle be
cause they would boi quicker
The steak was ffizzshg the fry
| ing -pan; he was proceeding to set the
table when the bell ralg. He caught
the pan from the fireito X yep it from
burning, and made haste % the front
door. Then he remembered it would
not be just the thin to go to the
door with frying pm in his hand,
so he deposited it onthe parler sofa,
and answered the ring.
Mrs~Dr. Nudge wgs on the steps,
dressedin her best.k
"Yes-I- dare cy," stammered
Keith, ''my wife is bsent, and / am
the Bridget -
Mrs. Nudge sailed into the parlor.
which was darkenelto exclude the
sun, without stopping to look at her
seat, sank into thefrFing-pan on the
sofa. J,sls
Jupiter cried rsKeith, you've
done it now Ma. NJ. sprang up,
the grease drippiags from her rich
Lsills4 an ~ -earnet4 Bsr-face grew
dark. She was tempted to control
herself; bowed haughtily, and left
the house.
Keith returned to the kitchen a
little crest fallen, for Mrs. Nudge
wa' lady before whom he desired
to appear particularly well.
There was tremendous cracking
in the oven. He thought of his pud
ding and looked in. The burnt rice
had hoped all over the oven, the
basin had melted apart, and the pnd.
ding was not done. He Slut the
door upon the ruins in disgust, and
looked after his potatoes only to find
them boiled to pefiect jelly. And
Just as he made the discovery there
was a sharp peal st ths door bell
Creation! there's that abominable
ell again. l wish folks woGld stay
at hOme-I'll lock ;ll the doors, and
cut all the hell wires after to- day "
A. the door he found Dir. and Mrs.
Fidget and their children.
MY dear Mr., Keith! how do you
dor cried Mrs. Fi,grt 1--WE were
in town and thoar. we'd Just STEP
in to dinner. " Mrs. BeithY
"She's gene "a Keith,
ruefully. W. lg~ sbo,,ld
| feed tI.en On; walk IN, IAN .be
housekeeper tt day"
YES; 50 fshoaia JiH sB,st .
course You make a splen aa one. i
Remember yoa used to e. s1uevtl, ,
telling Mrs Keith asd Il 3 ssow
very easy housekeeping 1qst BE. 1t
must be mere Play to syon. Don't
put yourself out. L tegp'
'Put mvself out indeedl" cried
Keith, retreatins TO the kitchen
Good gracious! what shall 1 do?
I'd give hundred dollars il Mary
was only here, Where shall 1 be-
gin?"
He drew out the fsble and set il
without any cloth; then took off the
plates and put on the closla-.he
very one he had wiped the dishes on.
The task comaIeted he sal,t on some
more potatoesi q jou. .more steak;
burned the ste@ iuder took
off ais potltoes Hssnf he did his
meat, and put t'sasz. 81 on the table
There was a loa = baker's bread in
the cupboard, h psraded that, and
then called his gfests to dinner.
i A quizzical smae spread over Mrs
Fidget's face at tse sight of the re.
past. Keith was in cold perspira-
ton.
"Ma, my plate alt greasy, and
SOS my knife; I at eat on dirty
Dishes cried littR Johnny Fidget
"And my fork is yet all OYER Will
water that's dropplRg off he table
cloth; and my later lainrt haY billed, >
cried little Sue Fi&et.
A slight noiie id@he kitden drew
the attention ofMr Keith.
"Jupiterr. cried - afsMrs. O..
Flatherty's dog - a'akiea off will