The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-06-04
The Bankers Choice.
a STORY FOR MOTHERS AND DAUGHTERS

III ceeded verys well. Whore my
daughters are SO truly accomplished dare
not draw a comparison but say to you
that consider your education 'perfect' -
And thus speaking, Mrs. Lenark, woman
of five and forty, and the mother of three
grown up daughters, lay back in her easy
chair, and gently waved her fan.
Kate, the youngest of the three daugh-
ters, had just arisen from the pianoforte,
where she had improved upon her last
form was of the pure female type-not
robust, nor yet fairy-like, but after the fash
ion of those models which the old Greeks
used to adopt when they wished to sculpt-
ure an Ariadne or Euphrosyne Touch
ing her FACET was certainly a good-lool-
ing face. To call such face pretty would
sound tame and fiat. Mrs. Lanark thought
Isabel and Bertha both prettier that Kate,
while Mr.. Lanarl was of different opin-
ion. However, upon one point there was
no dispute. The judge would often say
Well, my little Kate looks very good,
anyhow" And nobody had ever disputed
him.
Isabel ond Bertha were the other two,
both older than Kate, being aged respect
fully twenty one and twenty-three. They
had graduated at very fashionable school,
and were deemed very highly accomplish
ed and moreover, they were called beau
tiful.
Judge Lanark was the father of these
girls. He was man of means, though not
of large wealth. lie had been successful
lawyer and was now on the bench, and his
social position was of the very highest.
Senators looked to him for counsel and as
sistance. The Judge had reared two sons
and sent them forth into active and useful
life, but his daughters he had left to his
wife.
"Of course" Mrs. Lanark continued,
after she had taken her seat near to her
father, "you do not play as we'll as your
sister, but it will come to you by practice.
I think may safely say that your list of
necessary accomplishments is full.''
"Not quite" said Kate, with nod and
a smile. "There is one more accom-
plishment to add to my list. longed for
it many time when was at school and
am led to long for it at many places am
forced to visit. / must learn to cook"
"To what ?" cried Mrs. Lanark.
"To cook ?" queried Isabel and Bertha
in concert.
"Aye," added Kate, 81 will not con-
slider my woman's accomplishments COM
plete, until / can, with my own hands,
make loaf of wheaton bread fit to set
before my father"
The Judge caught his X ate by the hand
and cried
"Good, good for Kate ~ ...
Isabel and Bertha smiled derisively.
Their looks plainly showed that they con-
sidered the thing ridiculous.
Mrs. Lanark looked up in surprise and
depreciation. 1t seemed reflection upon
her educational care of her daughters
Kate saw the look, and she answered:
81 don't mean loaf of such soggy stuff
as some of our friends make with cream of
tartar and saleratus, nor yet loaf Of the
puffy stuff that comes to us from the bak-
ers, but mean loaf of such bread as my
own mother used to bake when I was a
wee child"
Mrs. Lanark was Modified, but not con-
verted.
All, Kate, times have changed since /
was young"
"For the worse ~ muttered the Judge.
But his wife did not notice him. She went
on:
"You had better leave the making Of
bread to the help in the kitchen. If ever
you have home of your own ] trust you
will have enough else to occupy your time
without doing the work of your servants. /"
If ever / have homo of my own" said
Kate with mild decision, az am determin-
cd that shall be able to superintend every
part Of it. Ny servants shall not be my
mistresses. No servants employed in my
household shall be able TO look down upon
me. will not be the slave nor the victim
of my cook"
"Good," again cried the Judge. "Go
it Kate, and I win furnish the material.
Waste dozen barrels Of -four, II necessary
only bring me grand good loaf of bread
of your own making and baking in the
end -
Mrs. Lanark thought it foolish, and Isa-
bel and Bertha characterized it as very
childish and whimsical. They fancied