Wyandot County Republican. [volume] (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1869-1903, 1872-11-28
Miscellany.
MRS. GEORGE.

MRS. GEORGE.
I REPEAT again, and to myself, Mrs.
George is an admirable housekeeper, and
very superior woman. Her eyes are
sparkling and penetrating; her hair rip
pies and waves like that of child. am
-ahem!-mostc charmed with Mrs. George.
Not only are the eyes of Mrs. George ex-
tremely penetrative, but her conception
of character is something marvellous.
confess was astonished when she laid
before me the painful delinGuencies of
my two old servants. Starkey and Tom
had lived with me fourteen years, but
upon the advent of this admirable woman
/ suddenly learned that | was being
plucked; that half my meats were taken
off to poor relations; that the cat was not
answerable for my butchers inflated bills,
and that the dog had lived very comfort
ably on table e-leavings since then. 1t is
very plain that Mrs. George is an i'm
mensely superior woman. I liked her
frank way of speaking about the furni-
ture.
ga gentleman in your position, and of
your appearance''-yes, she was pleased
to say, of your Gppedrdnce-s' should not
be shabbily furnished, sir. Not that
care For myself, plain threeply and
walnut, or even chestnut; but for these
delightful rooms, Turkey, sir, with bril-
liant colors, and a set, sir, in satin and
gilt"
Well, of course, had the parlors thor
oughly refurnished, and l laid neat new
Brussels in Mrs. Georges own room. To
see that lovely woman's gratitude! it was
beautiful.
Thus was / soliloquizing early one
morning, over my eggs and toast, when
Mrs. George came gliding in with the airy
grace of sylph. Inever saw sylph in
my life, but am sure that is the proper
thing to say.
Really, Mrs. George" began.
HNow, don't. scold me, dear sir. You
see, knew my duty"-with that smile
that touches my too susceptible heart, as
the moonlight kindles the melting snow
"Your eggs are done as you like them,
trust: / always see to such things myself"
And as she sat down and placed her slen-
der hand on the spotless table cloth, /
could not tell which was the whitest.
eThe eggs are simply perfect, Mrs.
George" was my reply; land l never
tasted better bread.
II always have my eye on Betty when
she is making bread, Mr.. Haynes. So
much depends upon these humble culina-
ry efforts. Alas!-and she sighed softly
i've live in degenerate days, sir, when
women seek their pleasures outside of the
sacred portals of home. l have never al
lowed myself, sir, to be distracted from
my legitimate pursuits.
II believe you, Mrs. George" said I,
warmly, and diamond solitaire glittered
before my mental vision, or perhaps ]
should say, sentimental vision but how
was man to hold out long against the
charms of SO nobly planned woman,
with taper fingers and gentle, downcast
eyes, and such blessed notions of the
beauty of domestic life?
Il trust your breakfast pleased you,
sir ~
upon my word, Mrs. George" /
said, her bewildering eyes smiling into
mine, 81 was never SO charmed in my
life"
She blushed. What had I said to
bring that exquisite dye upon her cheek !:
grew frightened, and backed away from
the table, pulling on my gloves
How soon do you go, sir ?" she asked,
rising, her slender fingers playing with a
little chain that relieved the dead black
of her dress.
George"
And as you are to be gone all day
tsA4t = SOAASNo3 ALL Lay ACo
nodded.
Gas you are to be gone all day, and as
l Invariably see to such things myself,
would you leave the key of the safe with
me The silver has long been in need OF
securing, and you really should not be SO
extrayagant as to send it to silversmith's s
for that purpose, as most gentlemen do.
have wonderful powder-my dear old
mother gave me the recipe for, indeed,
sir'-a plaintive tenderness gliding into
her pathetic tones-.swe have had silver
In our family my mother was Han
cock"
She paused. My glance. I trust, was
full of sympathy.
"Yes, sir, Hancock. But reverses,
sir, sad reverses, swept everything
away" with a stately wave of her white
hand. Tine powder is invaluable.
might, could condescend, make my for
tune with it. Do you think you had bet
ter leave the key, Or" drawing her fine
figure up, twill you take the silver"
Mrs. George, beg Here are the
keys, Mrs. George"
There were ten thousand dollars in that
safe, and I detached the key of the
money-drawer.
"Thank you; you will hardly know
your plate Tomorrow" she said, with
pretty, laughing lips. Fray, pray wrap
up well; it is such wind !"
Thump went my heart.
You will be home-when? l always
prefer to have an explicit understanding
SO that everything may be in readiness. -
To morrow at twelve, Mrs. George, "
was my reply, wondering how it would
seem to kiss pair of lips just as dewey
and pouting as hers; and then tore N.Y.
self from the temptation, shook hands
with Mrs. George, and left the house.
:" Straws show which way The wind
blows" says the old adage. 1t is my
opinion that hats occasionally do that lit
tie favor for mankind At least mine took
the liberty to do SO that morning.
L had now ten minutes in which TO reach
the b station. The depot was only a
few squares distant, and l was walking
as comfortably as I could, bracing myself
against the wind, when sweeping gust
came round the corner. Something was
lifted from my head: it was my hat
My first impulse was to look round to
see if anybody was laughing-I always
laugh myself at flying hat-and then ]
betook myself to sport. The hat only
ambled; ] was sure to catch it, It lodged