The Ebensburg Alleghanian. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1865-1871, 1868-11-19

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Il ssH'm. Well now, in plain English, go
til her I am here
i 81 go and it is done !" was the reply,
asa with the slow stride and halt heard
he cross the entry. She was soon at my
der. Madam, the doctor waits l'' she
san, standing with one arm out in grand
/ attitude
i I.Let him come up" said, choking
with laughter.
i She went down again.
Il YSir, from my mistress have lately
coAe, to bid you welcome, and implore you
Ito scend. She waits within yon cham
! ythsalr.tor your coming.
Is it to be wondered at that the doctor
found his patient in perfect convulsions of
laughter, or that he joined her in her mer-
riment
"Where did you find that treasure ?"
| he asked
"Harry sent her from the office"
"Stage-struck evidently, though where
she picked up the fifth-cut-actress manner
remains to be seen.''
The professional art of his visit over, the
doctor stayed for chat We were warm
| ly discussing the news of the day, when
-whew the door few open, and in stalk
ed Mary, and announced, with swing of
! her arm
"The butcher, madam %
saw the doctors eyes twinkle, but he
began to write in his memorandum-book
with intense gravity.
"Well, Mary" said, "he is not wait
ing?"
''The dinner waits p' she replied
| Ill T IL.
Judgment shall direct, or will your incli-
nation dictate to me-"
Cook them as you will, but have good
dinner for Mr.. Harvey at two o'clock
Between the strokes twill wait his
appetite" And with another sweeping
curtsey she left the room, the door, as
usual after her exit, standing wide open
She was as good as her word. Without
any orders from me, she took it for granted
that Harry would dine up stairs, and SCI
the table in my room. / was beginning
to let my keen sense of the ludicrous tri
umph over pain and weariness, and
watched her, strangling the laugh till sh,
: was down stairs To see her stab the DO
tatoes and behead the celery was perfee
| treat, and the air of martyr preparini
-r,aiir@c,t,--..sit @ which she poured out the wa
y Yeer was elegant Harry was eyidentl
8 prepared for fun, for he watched her a
i keenly as [ did.
e Not one mouthful would she bring t
me till she had made it as dainty as coul
d be :; mashing my potatoes with the move
o ment of a saint crushing Yipers, and hut
[ tering my bread In manner that fairl
I transformed the knife into dagger. Ye
Il. &Lok c1,. 70,
s the affectation dropped, and no mothe
:, could have been more naturally tende
o Evidently, with all her nonsense, she W;
d kind hearted.
d 1t took but one day to find that We ha
e secured perfect treasure. Her cookin
was exquisite enough for the palate of a
e epicure; she was neat to a nicely, and
soon found her punctual and trustworth
e Her attentions to myself were touching
e their watchful kindness Sometimes, whe
the pain was very severe, and [ could on
r lie suffering and helpless, her large hant
would smooth my hair softly, and h
1t voice became almost musical in its 10
d. murmurings of "Poor child poor lit
) child !" | think her large, strong fran
,e and consciousness Of physical superiorit
y to me in my tiny form and helpless stat
% reused all the motherly tenderness In ht
e. nature, and she lavished it upon me freel
" I often questioned her about her form'
-e places, and discovered to my utter amaz
if ment that she never was In theate
al never saw or read play, and was entire
ia innocent of novel reading.
it ! had become so used to her manne
and no longer feared that she was insan
1 Ifu W.
n utterly, and for the first time [ laughed
~ her face She had been arranging my bt
ID and self for the night, and was just lea
r ing the room, holding in one hand ;
ID empty pitcher and in the other my wra
r per- Suddenly drunken man in Il
I'd street called out, with yell that W
is really startling, though by no means my
it, terious. Like flash, Mary struck ;
re attitude. One foot advanced, her boz
r. thrown slightly forward, the pitcher he
n out and the wrapper waved aloft, 81
es cried out in voice of perfect horror,
he "Gracious heavings! What hideo
I'd screams is those p
Id Gravity was gone. [ fairly scream'
or with laughter, and her motionless attltu
n, and wondering face only increased t
en fun.
y "Go down, Mary, OF you will kill me
of | gasped at last
To see her brandish dust-brush wou
strike terror to the heart of the most I
ed ring spider; and no words of mine c
ny describe the frantic energy with viii
she punches pillows, or the grim satisf;
ton on her face at the expiring agoni
II. of spot of dirt she rubs out of existen'
ur The funniest part of all is her perfect L
consciousness of doing anything out of t
g way.