The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1870-11-17
Select Storp.
a DINNER or HERRa.

Between eight and nine o'clock on a
hne September morning, young married
couple stood together at the window of a
charming little house, pleasantly situated
at Norwood.
The neatly-appointed breakfast equip
age had not been as yet removed by the
spruce maid-servant; but the meal had
concluded, and the master of the little
cottage was about to take his departure
by train for the scene of his daily labors.
Robert Denwillow was only q solicitors
confidential clerk, and salary of rather
less than the much-abused three hundred
pounds per annum; yet he contrived to
fine life very tolerable on the whole. He
was fine, honest-faced, stalwart person,
about thirty-two or three, who loved his
friends, his old mother and sisters, and
adored his pretty, spoilt, wilful. loving
wlte-a bnght-eyed, petulent, chirping
little women, ten years his junior
The morning was splendid; the room
was cheerful, the servant-maid brisk and
willing, and the eggs and rashers had been
unexceptional, the coffee clear, the rolls
crisp, and the butter, really butter. Yet
for all that, as she stood amidthe flowers
IN her bay-window-herself, in her white
dress and blue ribbons. the most attractive
object there-there was sulIen pout on
Selma Denwillow's pretty mouth that was
not pleasant to see.
Come, dear, l must goin two Minutes"
said her husband al think. / shall be
home early to-day You promised me a
roast leg of pork. you know"
"And you promised me that gray
MORE antique at Swan and Edgars, !" re-
torted the lady, sulkily.
"But, Lima, dear, had no notion n1oi,,eS
were so expensive. Why, they wanted
twenty guineas for it."
"WelI?"
well Why, it is the twelfth part of
our whole years income"
But if It was to please me2"
''To please you would make a good
many sacrifices, you know well, my dear
Lima; butif l were to try to please you
at that rate, I should soon be in the Bank
ruptcy Court"
Lima tossed her golden head contempt
uously. 0....-'
Besides, what does my little wife want
with such superb fabrics7" said her hus-
band, laughing. 1916. ...-.
mo, no, Lima. Leave naoires to duch-
esses. l like you best in your white mus
lin. There, must go Give me a kiss,
and don't forget the pork Bye-bye
You'll be bettsr-teppered when come
home, poppit." ....... --.s...-
And whistling cheerfnlIy. away hurried
Rabert Denwillow to catch the train to
London-hridge
borne any opposition better than her hus-
bands imPerturbable good-temper She
was O1t of hQmor and she knew IL. She
VVanfaH IN rtloV--al ard che -ytyo.,1l
and she couldn't, because it takes two
parties to quarrel, and her husband had
not afforded her the slightest excuse for
giving way to her ill-humor.
No sooner was he fairly out of sight
than the little woman rang the bell furi-
ously.
Ami I"
Eyes, ma'an" .. -.-.
when the greengrocer calls, turnips
and potatoes"
"Yes, Fam" . -..e---.-s
"And when the butcher calls, a leg Of
mutton for boiling"
And there was q malicious twinkle in
Mrs. Denwillow's eyes.
Ann opened her mouth wide with as
tonishment
"Lor, ma'am, I thought master said
something about roast pork"
'Never mind what your master said"
But, ma'am," demonstrated Ann, bold
ly, master can't bear boiled mutton, and
then I've got the onions for the stufing."
'Put on your bonnet Immediately,
Ann" returned her mistress, with stern
dignity, "and go TO the italian warehouse,
and order bottle of capers"
And with look of dismay Ann van
ished.
"Oh, my amt she tartar " muttered
she, as she quilted
Mrs. Denwillow watched her servant
close the door, and then smiled triumph
antly.
There ]" exclaimed she, in such tone
as Alexander the Great might have adop-
ped after q decisive victory; ''there !! I
think I've done it now"
Five o'clock approached-the Denwil-
lows usual dinner-hour. The boiling
mutton began to give signs and tokens Of
its presence in the house. and Lina's ia
vorite little dog shifted the saYory odor in
the passages, and slobbered anticipa-
tingly. .-
Dear mel 1 wish Robert would come"
thought little Mrs. Denwillow. The
mutton will be boiled to rags"
A quarter past five-half-past-but no
master of the house forthcoming. Lima
grew exceedingly angry.
How dare he tease me like this 2" she
asked herself.
1t must be owned that there is nothing
in all the world so trying as waiting for an
expected person who does not come; and
the little woman had this additional in
centive to anger, that she had intended to
play her husband trick, and it seemed as
if he were turning the tables on her. She
thought of serving up dinner-she was