The democrat. [volume] (Weston, W. Va.) 1868-1874, 1873-09-08

made itself heard in the succinct in
quiry,
eyes, aunt. Do you want me ?"
asked the girl, darting to tho door.
"Come np,' was tho reloinder
and Miss Hetty, looking triumphantly
back "a she attained secure position
in the doorway, had the satisfaction,
dear to her mischievous heart Of be.
holding q discounted countenance dis
appear from the window, as Mr.. Frank
Kennedy dropped down on the outside.
Tho vines rustled for M instant, and
then were still. Hetty closed the door,
and the sunbeams and the huge pan OF
doughnuts had the big kitchen all to
themselves.
Mrs. Baxter sat examining chestful
Of wooden clothes, in the cool solitude
Of tho north chamber.
"Those pesky moths hive got in
hero, after all, sho remarked, rs her
niece entered the room. "Iook at
that, now" and sho exposed to view nm
ancient garment completely riddled
with small holes. "You Just sit down
here, Henrietta, and sort out all the
stockings into that basket by them.
solves. You'll have just about time be-
fore you set the supper,table."
Hetty sat down as directed, and was,
soon deep in musty heap OF stockings
and fannels.
"rhoro's Will Lowry going by" said
her aunt, pausing moment in her oc.
cnpation and glancing ont Of the open
easement. ~ must ask him about
Aunt Elizy.-Good.evening, William"
shc called, leaning over the sill, and ad-
dressing gool.looking, broad.shoul-
dered young fellow who was passing
the gate. "How's all the folks, par.
ticularly your aunt Elizy?"
"All'the folks arc well, except Aunt
Eliza, and she's better" replied the
young man, pausing in his walk and
leaning on tho gate, as If quite willing
to prolong the Interview. "Aunt Mar
tina is going to have the sewing society
up there tomorrow.
"They'll eat her out OF house and
home," rejoined the old lady, rather
grimly. "That reminds me, William,
promised to send your aunt some OF
my yeast cakes, and II you don't mind
bundle, you may tase 'em along with
you. They're on the kitchen table. II
you'll Just step round TO the back-door
you'll and 'em quite handy"
"1'll just run down and get them for
him." proposed Hetty, anxious to es-
capo from the wool chest, and not ut all
averse to little filtration with Will
Lowry.
"You1l Just stick to tho stockings,
Miss Morris, answered dheraunt, prompt
ly. "Let him wait on himself"
Presently the last pair Of stockings
was laid away, and then her aunt said,
'now get the tea and DO quick about
1t, too, Henrietta, for sec fathers
wagon. driving round TO the barn now"
Hetty flew down to tho kitchen, hur-
riedly put the ten to draw, and neatly
set out on the white cloth snowy bread,
golden butter, and crimson Jelly, all
made by her own deft fingers. Then
she ranged before her uncle's place n
huge platter OF cold boiled beef, a dish
Of cold potatoes, and another OF pork
and greens. Then, standing at one
side, she glanced critically over the
generous board to SEQ il all was COM
plete. Something about the arrange.
ment struck her rs faulty; but at first
she could not satisfy herself as to what
it was. At last q light broke in upon
her mind.
"Hew near came to forgetting the
loughnuts How uncle would have
fretted, to DO surel lam glad thought
before he came in"
So saying, she took plate and went
into tho pantry. Not n doughnut was
to bc seen. She examined the cupboard
under the milk shelf. There was the
bread box, jar OF cookies, and two
lusty loaves Of gingerbread-but no
doughnuts. She brought wooden
chair from the kitchen, and stood there
on to search tho topmost shelf. There
sho behCld only pots Of jam and pre-
serves, together with some disused tins,
all very much covered with just-but
no donghnuts. Then she pulled out
the big pie board from behind the flour
barrel (the pic board made by Frank ut
tho age Of ten years-his earliest essay
in the carpentering line-nnd which
warped past all using within the first
month OF its existencc). No doughnuts
-nothing but two or three cobwebs,
against which she promptly registered
a vow. AS she was replacing the board
thought darted into her mind which
caused smiles TO fade quickly away, and
a frown OF annoyance as quickly succeed
them.
"Frank That is the reason he
went home SO carly from his work, is it5
How silly Of him to play me such a
trickl II he only know how cross Uncle
Baxter can be when he is yexed What
shall I do?" And poor Hetty began
turning oyer in her mind all sorts OF ex-
cuses for the non appearance OF her un-
cle's iayorite delicacy, mono Of which
would do in the least, and in the midst
OF which she heard his rough voice in
the kitchen.
"Supper ready?"
"All ready" she answered, family,
from the depths Of the pantry; and
hastily cutting several thick slices Of
gingerbread, she hurried out and took
her scat at the table.
"What time did Frank goS' inquired
her uncle Of nobody In particular, at
the same time heaping his plate with
meat and vegetables.
Hetty said nothing and her aunt rc.
piled:
don't know exactly"
before he went9" demanded the grtih
voice again. ~.