Democratic enquirer. [volume] (M'arthur, Vinton County, Ohio) 1867-1873, 1869-05-26
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TURNING THE TABLES.

IUhNlNW lh II hDAEDs
Breakfast had just been cleared away
and the little sitting room was very brigh
and cheerful in the yellow food ofthe Apri
sunshine.' There were pots of purple-blos
somed yiolets in the window-seat, and ;
blue-ribboned guitar lying on the sofa AnC
books piled on the table, and close by tn,
fire Mrs. Haven had seated herselfwith he
d esk to write some letters.
She was trim, compact little woman
with bright brown hair, and eyes to match
and resolute mouth that somehow carried
out the expression Of nose that oul
French neighbors phrase ''retrouSSe Mar.
Haven had character that you might SCI
at glance.
As she sat there, selecting her pen, ant
unscrewing the silver top OF her inkstant
the door opened very softly, and rouno
full-moon face appeared,
Mrs. Haven, mem, if you please"
yes said Mary Haven, deserving a
once by the infallible barometer Of a wo
mans ear the rising thunderstorm in tn,
domestic atmosphere, 'What is it, cookY'
'It's not that you're not "a kind mistress
men," said Cook, twisting the hem Of fhel
checked apron, 'and the wages is good
not to say company is allowed once week
and Sunday evenings always out, but there
are. some things flesh and blood cam
stand, no more they can't, mem, and
haint no patience with such doins', and II
'yoSS please to suit yourself, mem, at O
montns warnin' ="
why, cook, what is the natter"
"Some can abide meddlin' with, mem,
and some CANT and if the barrel o mack
erel sets on the wrong corner, an the sugar
boxes amt kept covered proper, it's the
mistress should tell me of it, and not the
master and if Nh Haven wants to be cook,
mem, we'll and good, but Iwon't stay in the
same Kitchen
And cook Aounced ont, maltreating hel
apron, having said her say.
Mrs Haven flushed scarlet. She rose and
went down stairs to the cellar, where he1
husband, minus his coat, was endeavorin(
to move huge washing machine
"You sec, Bridget" he called ont, 'thi
ia the worst possible place the thing coult
stand inand why, Mrs. Haven. is it your
eyes, il is !, ," said Mrs, Haven, '1though
you had gone to your office, Henry"
"I'm going presently" said Mr. Haven
but you see, Mary, everything down here
is at skies and seveus. It's well come
down occasionally. Cook has no more
esonomy than wild savage and Bridget
puts eyerythingprecisely where it shouldn't
be- Ny dear have you looked over the
grocer's bill for month";
"No, / haven't" said Mrs Haven.
"Well, it's quite alarming. There must
be leak somewhere, and that reminds
me-the moasses keg is dripping at the
rate of half pint u day"
Bridget and cook stood by, murmuring
clark discomfort. Mrs. Haven was more
annoyed than she cared to express.
81 will see to it, she said.
''But you don't see to it" my dearl |
Sound box of stale eggs on the top shelf
eggs, my dear thatare completely wasted -
when eggs are five cents a-piece!"
Mrs. Haven turned and went upstairs
again with round red spot glowing on
either cheek, signal pennons of the dis
turbance within. She was not faultless
angel, any more than other women are, and
she was very much ont Of temper, as she
walked up and down the room with her
hands behind her, and the brown eyes gilt
tering with an ominous sparkle.
MARY, have you seen my memorandum
book" asked her husband, as he entered
pulling on hisgloyes,
"NO, | have not. Probably You will
ind it on the pantry shelf, Or under Brid-
gets washing machine" answered Mary
shortly.
"Now, puss, you are out oftemper, said
Mr. Haven, good hunoredy, ''and how
uarv unrpognpnl,la that 10 nf,
'Henry," SAID Mrs. Haven, laying one
hand appealingly on his shoulder, and look
ing up into his face, ''you don't know how
it mortifies and annoys me to have you in
terfere in my domestic affairs
Aren't we firm, Henry Haven and
wife2" he asked, coolly, "and are not our
interests identical?'
''Yes; but Henry Haven has his depart.
ment, ard Wife ought to have hers. :"
That's all nonsense, my love"
"Henry, will you oblige me by leaving
these domestic concerns to my own mana
CEMENT"
II would do much to oblige you, my
dear Mary, but ] shall not concede that
point" he said, as he took his departure
leaving Mrs. Haven indignant and medita-
tive.
Bridgets voice broke with Celtic accent
upon her roverie.
"Please ma'am, found this little black
book behind the flour barrel"
''rhank you, Bridget; it is Henry Ha-
ven's."
She glanced mechanically at it's pages as
Bridget disappeared. The column devoted
to that day was full Of closely written men,
oranda.
''See Katwyn q Daley about the house
in 18th street-not TO let them have it for
81, 200. Call at McAllsters and order the
green oil-cloth instead of buff for tho Office
floor. Tell Martin to proceed directly with
suit in Russell vs, Russell Remind clerk
not to settle tailor's bill-alteration TO be
made first, Go halves with Jordan in lot
Central Park And thus in
definitely.
Mary Haven had read the words without
much interest at first, but presently her
eyes frightened, and roguish suspicion
of a smile began to tremble around her re-
solutelips. IN
II am vary glad i found this memoran-
dun book" she thought. "Let me See
Mr.. Haven told me he was going TO Brook
lyn in the morning; there will be plenty Of
time"
She glanced at her watch and then rang
the bell.
Bridget will you step around the cor
per and tell them to send carriage for me
! Her bonnet and shawl were on long be-
fore the vehicle arrived, and she EMPLOYED '