The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1873-05-23

lowing with small EAKet nlFu BOl lue
he'd IN nice order, and had just begun
carefully putting in my beet seed when,
hearing the garden gate unlatch, looked
nm and saw mulaIto girl approaching,
whose coarse, black curly hair was tucked
I'D with broken comb while dirty,
torn, and draggled pink silk dress was
pinned up over faded balmoral. With
a very bold, mincing air, she opproached
where l was at work in my dark calico
and gingham apron, and, dropping Il
courtesy, said, In an affected voice
Miss sends her compliments, and
wishes 10 know how you are this morn
ing, ma'am"
"Who is your mistress?" l asked, while
my sur ID thoughts telcgraphed con.
lecture. -.t. ...
"Oh, Mrs. Dorsey, ma'am, what moved
yesterday; she's very tired after all the
travelin, and says won't you lend her
your smelling-salts and drawing OF
green tea"
"Oh, yes, Of course; ! expect she is ia.
tigued Indeed" my thoughts recurring to
my own sense OF WEAKNESS when came
home from my wedding tour: and then l
remembered how perplexed felt the day
l began housekeeping, and what search
l had for the pepper and salt In the great
confusion that prevailed before mothers
deit fingers brought order out OF chaos
and in q gush Of sympathy fastened to
get the desired articles, bidding Angelica
tell her mistress / would Cheeriulis supply
her with anything she needed as tar as
lay in my power. All, me! l did not
dream what license was giving.
"My mistress said you must be sure 10
call soou," said Angelica, with another
sweeping courtesy; Miss Medora Is very
snHious 70 see you"
"Wcll, tell them I will call In few
days"
1 went back to my work in the garden,
and, full OF kind thoughts Of my neigh |
bors, would often Involuntary glance up
at the windows Of the tall house over
looking our cottage, hoping to catch q
glimpse oil pleasant face, but the blinds
continued persistenlY closed, and there
were neither sights nor sounds indicative
Of the hustle attendant upon the arrange
ment Of furniture in a newly.occupied
dwelling. l could hear q shrill voice,
which sounded like Angelica's, singing
popular song, as II by way Of accompani.
menttO the regular strokes OF paddle,
with which she seemed 10 be beating
clothes. got through with my garden
ing, and, as gave out dinner, told Lucy
to hurry up her preparations, as / would
want her to bake rice.pudding, went
into the house, put aside my sunbonnet
and gloves, smoothed my hair, and sat
down to. hemming RULES, while mother,
coming out Of her room with a new mag
azine, began to read tome. Leaning back
in the low rockingham, my fingers
swiftly traversed the cambria, mothers
pleasant tones falling unsteady upon my
interested ear, an hour or two passed.
was Just thinking Of getting up TO
make my pudding when the doorbcll
rang, and, going TO sec who It was,
found my neighbours servant come 10 re-
quest the loan of joint OF meat for din.
ner, her master not having marketed
the butchers cart came before he was up.
Fortunately my husband had sent me
two choice soup pieces that morning, one
of which had given Lucy to prepare for
dinner. gladly sent the other TO MrS.
Dorsey. To pressing invitation TO take
tea with them that night ! returned q po-
lite REFUSAL When Edgar came home to
his beeEsoup and rice pudding | RECALLED
him with an account Of the mornings
experiences, again and again asserting my
opinion that We were fortunate In getting
such kind neighbors. knew | should
love them; but Edgar only praised the
pudding, and laughed at my enthusiasm.
On the third day alter the arrival OF my
neighbors l called on them, having been
repeatedly urged TO do so through their
messenger, Angelica. The clock struck
eleven Us left my dressing-room and
stood for a moment In front OF the long
mirror in my little parlOr, drawing on my
new sea.green kids, and glancing TO see
If the roses In my bonnet were becoming.
Then looked round the room, saw that
It was in perfect order, stopped to smell
the boQuet of rose colored hyacinths and
geranium leaves under the picture Of
Evangeline, thought how neat mother
looked sitting by the window In her pur-
Die dress aud white tarletan cap, sowing,
and, handing her my keY.basket, depart.
ed. Standing on the neighboring piazza,
knocked for admittance, walked up and
down, knocked moro loudly; but / had
time to note Lucy so 10 tho well twice to
draw water rap again, and look about me
perceivlDg litter Of paper on the floor, q
guitar hang on the banister, a book lying
open on an uncushioned lounge, ere An-
gellca admitted me, and announced that
her mistress would be in directly.
The room was so dark could see
nothing, but when l got accustomed to
the dimncsS, I turned pile OF daguerreo'
types for amusement. Getting through
them, l looked up to perceive furnished
and torn oil painting on the wall, heaps
Of books lying on the floor, great car.
pct, not folded, but carelessly tumbled
into pile under a side table, confused
look OF dust aboutthe furniture, and ashes
in the chimney corner.
A whole hour passed while l waited,
and grew nervous at the approach Of
our dinner time, and the prospect OF not
being at home TO welcome my husbands
coming step. l could hear considerable
noise in the room overhead, sound Of
bustling and hurrying 10 and fro. Just
as my patience was at the point OF ex.
piring, the door was thrown open and my
neig6bor entered. She was a fair faced
elderly woman, with mild, blue eyes and
light hair, droop about the corners Of
themouth and eyes, deprecating, smiling
manner, and soft, persuasive voice.
She addressed me very cordially, en-
pressed herself delighted 10 see me,
charmed with the external appearance Of
my home, had no doubt my close vincin-
age would be Of incalcula6le benefit TO
her in the way Of aiEording her youthful
society. discovered that Mrs. Dorsey
was cultivated person, and was quito
fascinated by her graceful kindlinesS,
Captain Dorsey, however, rather nauseat.
cd me with fiAttery. When he expatiated
on my industry and energy, IlaughiDgly
| L, l. H.