Whig and tribune. [volume] (Jackson, Tenn.) 1870-1877, 1871-08-12

But have q word to say in regard
to Catherine. There is not much
but what she can do, but she has a
very high temper, and il will be
best not to show her that you fear
her. If you do she will show you
| that she will be her mistress there
after; and perhaps il would be best
/ to watch her q little, for i don't
quite like the looks of some of her
| friends she brings here"
"But, mother, she frowns when
ever even go into the Kitchen"
"Well, show her you intend to
rule, and don't think you will have
any trouble"
Mrs. Trenton went home. Cath
crime was left to herself, and every
thing went on smoothly for a while.
Lillian" said Arthur, one morn
ing, al wish you would please tell
Catherine not to have supper until
eight, as cannot be home as carly
as usual tonight"
Lillian quaked inwardly, but late
in the afternoon went to obey Ar
thurs request.
Catherine" said she, putting her
head timidly in the kitchen door,
Arthur said please not to have sup
per until eight, as he cannot be home
early"
{" And is it the likes ofye to be or
derin' me aboutG Faith, i knows
me own business"
"But thought would tell you,
Catherine, so your supper would not
be spoiled by waiting"
And do you s'pose I'll do it?
No, indade; Fse going out with me
friends"
Every well, Catherine, you viii
do as say or leave the house."
"And leave / will, and We can git
supper and do the ironing" And
having said this she threw down the
iron and left the room.
81 do believe she is going to
leave" thought Lillian. Yes, sure
enough, for here she came with bon
net and shawl on, and marched out
coldly past her.
We'll, guess the only thing that
can be DONE" said Lillian, gazing
ruefully at the basket of unironed
clothes, " will be TO do il myself /
declare these shirts are not even
starched, and Arthur will want one
in the morning. But how in the
world do they make starch. I'll
pour little boiling water on some,
anyhow. Dear, dearl that will new
err do, il is all in Jumps. I'n try
again. Oh, il is just like it was be-
fore. Well, won't waste any more
time with it," said she, tossing the
shirt in the basket, "for l can iron
the rest. Time to get supper" said
she, glancing up at the clock. al
guess will make biscuits, as Ar
thur is very fond of them, and fry
the fish he sent here this morning."
After consulting the cookbook
for a long time, the biscuits were
made and placed in the oven. Then
she put on the fish. First, the fire
was too hot, and they burnt fast to
the skillet; then il was not hot
enough, and after a half hour OF
fruitless endeavor 10 make the fire
burn, she found the fish in about tho
same condition as when she first
placed them there. " 1t is no use;
| can't fry them," said she, jerking
them of the stove; ARTHUR will
have TO be content with cold meat
and biscuits. oh, by the way,
guess they must be done by this
time" and vision of light snowy
biscuits floated before her eye. They
are well Drowned, it is true, but, oh,
my as fiat as when she made them.
"This is the result of my board
ing-school training" said she; sit
ting down on the floor with hope
less look on her face; "I just can't
do one thing properly. Oh, deari
what will he think of me z" And
having arrived at this point, she
laid her face in her hands and cried
like a very child.
Arthur wondered what had come
over the house that night. The
doors were all shut, no lights were
lit, and everything was as still as
mouse. "Where can they all be-"
said he, entering the hall and he
searched first one room and then
another.
"Why, Lillian, what is the mat
ter ?" said he, as he caught a
glimpse of a blue dress in the kitch-
en-.
"Oh, Arthur" said she, springing
up and throwing her arms around
his neck, al am so glad you have
come, for have had such time !"
"Why, what have you done 2"
al havn't done anything, but l
have been a trying to, but / can't
cook, can't bake-in short, / can't
do anything"
Where is Catherine / thought
that was her work." said he, rather
severely, looking at the tear-stained
face.
Why, told her not to get sup
per until eight, and she said she
knew her own business, and would
not do it. Your mother told me not
to give up to her, so / told her she
must do as said, or leave the house.
So she left, and tried to get supper
myself, but didn't succeed, as you
sec."
"Don't, Lillian" said he gently,
as she began to cry again. You
must try and learn to control your
self"
"But know you will be ashamed
of me, now that you have learned
how ignorant i am"
"No, Lillian; am proud of you
still. The fault is not yours, it is
your education. am quite sure
you would have learned all these
things III you had had a chance. But
come, let us see what kind of sup
per we can get together"
The next morning Catherine ap-
peared, saying she was only in fun
the day before, and wanted to take
her old place, but Lillian would not
hear of it, and Catherine packed up
her things and left in fury.
Lillian did the best she could un-
til she got another girl, then spent
a portion of each day in the kitchen,
until she knew something about
housekeeping.
You don't know what trouble
il is" said she, one day when Ar
thur was asking her how she was
getting along.
" All work is troublesome" said
he, "but it will grow easy by and
by"
Now, this happened long ago, and
Lillian since then has become mod
ell cook, but she says her troubles
have taught her to appreciate the
old adage, that "where there is a
will there is way" and that no la
dv's education is finished until she
has learned these all-important du-
ties.
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