Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1873-10-23

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No. l replied; "but come into the
/ parlor Il moment
| Now that he was here, l confess
was little afraid of the result Men
have SO much amour propre, and do SO
| hate to be made ridiculous, that | felt
as if | had drawn the elephant in n
rattle and didn't know TO do with it.
''liarry," said |, severely. "you re-
member our compact, and the duty of
parents TO set good eXample!"
could see n glimmer of suspicion
in his face. Then l made desperate
plunge.
Look over on the sofa. only sent
for you to hang up your overcoat."
Pause, awful to me, while Harry vi
brated between anger and merriment.
Finally, good fellow that he was, he sat
back in his chair and laughed heartily.
kitty, I'll pay YOU for this, if l
live. The idea Of getting man home
from his office TO hang up his overcoat
What will you bet that you don't catch
me AGAIN.
Bet. You are demoralizing have
lived in New York, and seen Jerome
Park; | have been in Saratoga, and
heard about the races, but nave never
made bet. However. just to make
up with you, Harry, I'll bet the price
of that new Chiua set which Belle
looked at so longiDgly the other day"
Very we'll said Harry 'but YOU
see II she gets it ~
Aiter this il was n source of much
silent amusement 10 Belle and myself
TO see Harry every morning, saunter-
Ing carclesslv around the room, as il
he had no object whatever, hut slyly
looking out of the corners of his ewes
To see If anything of his was astray,
ami then pouncing upon the ofcniiLg
article, like the eagle upon his prey. |
lost my bet.
And now descend we. at one fell
swoop, from esthctics to-potatocs.
Perhaps you know very little about
these except an the daintlness. You
may have driven out from YOUR hotel
this summer and returned with a cor
nIcopIa of potatoes Il IL Saratoga,
and entertained kind Of dim fancy,
II YOU have thought about II ut all,
that they grow in some such mysterious
WAY. but the original article i, no more
like these crisp, brown, brittle bits of
dellciousncss than the original What
Is It Is ike civilized, cultivated
man. No; the original potato is 4
dirty, ugly tuber, with its mother earth
clinging closely around it, and needs
Divers aud sundry operations before it
can Inc presented to your artistic ewes.
We had made out a regular bill of
iare. and on this bill iglred the deli
cious esculent aforesaid, twice a day,
breakfast and dinner. 50 fourteen
times ia week Belle was in the habit OF
disappearing. in the nethermost regions
with little pan, which she filled with
the ugly, dirty things, ana then sub
jected 10 the wearisomc preparatory
processes.
Now, New England housekeeper is
a labor-savlng institution SO, one day,
took basket and disappeared.
When | returned with it full, Belle
looked up aghast.
My goodness are you going 10
have regiment for dinner:' said she.
NO" | replied. this is for the
week. One journey for fourteen
Bellies eyes sparkled with a new
thought. Once plant the germ. Of fore
thought in a woman's mind, and it will
blossom out in thousand unexpected
ways.
But there is one thing in housekeep-
ing, before which the most New Eng
land-llkc faculty must stand abasned,
there Is no ''laying that spectre" who
is continually asking for ''clean dishes"
The gods on Olympus it is said, toss
aside their goblets, and take fresh ones
every time, but poor mortals cannot do
that, and SO comes the inevitable soap
and water. But one can be helped
through the process, so one day walk
ed out to the shop of a kind of half
way Hoosier carpenter, and gave him
directions for making dish-draincr-
a thing he had never heard of He
brought it to us the next day, and We
found it source of solid comfort but,
alas !, | lost my standing with the Hoo
sier.
That evening, when he went home
to bacon and greens" for the third
time that day, he told his wife, who,
with kind consideration, managed to
send it along To me, that
Them Yankee girls was powerful
cute, but he didn't think he should want
one for wife. He'd ruther nave one
Of the 'ornary' kind. For ,ooman to
be telling a man how TO make things,
somehow seemed to him agin mater "
And yet this man had never heard OF
Bushnell's Reforn. against Mature, and
didn't even know there ,cas such
question AS Woman's Rights.
One more experiment, aud that is
all. The rest were like unto them.
Good coffee is drink lit for the gods.
| believe it is the original nectar; but
poor coffee, alas If the deties, in that
other place, do have anything to as
suage their thirst, it must be that. 1t
Is such punishment to drink it
Now, Belle," said l, one morning,
"cotfee." Belle looked subdued at
once, as if She expected little more
chemistry. but spared her. '.Given
good Coffee, properly roasted and
ground, plus boiling water, and a sub
tie something winch Sambo called de
know how, and the result must be
nectar. So this week we will have cof-
fee for our text" and the result was,
as it must be, nectar. So it went on,
and before the expiration of the six
months, l formally abdicated, and
Belle took the reins again, because she
knew just how to manage them.
And things 90 on in this smooth
way, and bread, and coffee, and all the
necessaries Of family comfort come
without any slips or mishaps?
Nv dear friend I will no onn61o,