Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1879-08-30


OF course you have some palmer clothes
in your trunk when 1t comes?"
The stranger lifted pair of grave
blue eyes to the tall form, girded around
with towel, who was vigorously wrest-
hing with the claws OF stupendous lob
ster at the table beyond.
"Do you keep man cook, ma am,
said she.
Mrs. Meredith drew herself up. Scr
tainly not" said she. 'This is my
brother, Mr.. Selwyn, who is kindly as
sisting me to makea salad"
"But he is not doing it right, said the
new GIRL "He'll never get the meat out
of the shell in that way. Let me show
you, Mr.. Selwyn."
And with deft fingers she loosened
the luscious white fibre from the scarlet
shell in manner that made Mr.. Selwyn
cry "Bravo,"
"And now, Patty" said Mrs. Mere
dith, 81 will show you where the things
are, and leave you to get up a nice lunch
as YOU can for half-past two O'Clock; We
are expecting my husbands cousin
from Chicago, and | want everything In
perfect order"
"Tn finish the salad" said Tom, who
had secretly been observing the pretty
face and trim figure of the new domes-
tic, "now that I've commenced 1t. But
YOU needn't look so perturbed, Patty,
| If that's your name. I'll be careful not
10 get i'm your way. And you can ask
| NV sister there if Pm not handy sort
of fellow around the kitchen"
Kitty shook her head surreptltlously
at Tom behind the screen; Tom resOlute-
" affected not TO perceive the warning
gesture.
Half an hour aiterward he came up to
the dining-room, where Mrs. Meredith
was arranging her best lilac-and-goid
china.
"Kitty," said he, "she's a jewell A
gem of the first water Depend upon 1t
she's not always worked in the kitchen
| quoted Shakespeare dDrOpOs OF some
thing or other, don't remember what,
and she recognized the grand old words
at once, her eyes frightened, and you
should have seen the color come into her
| cheeks"
Quoting Shakespeare" cried out
Mrs. Meredith. "To a common kitchen
girl" =,
''But tell YOU" roundly asserted
Tom, "that she's not common kitchen
girl"
81 don't believe in high life below
stairs" said Mrs. Kitty disdainfully.
The lunch came up at half-past two,in
perfect order, but no cousin from Chlca-
90 arrived-no depot hack rolled up to
| the door.
GLOW provoking" said Kitty. "Miss
| Meredith must have missed the essen
tial connecting train. Charley will be
so vexed! But, however, l don't so
much mind now that | have got such
an excellent girl"
The dinner of dainty roasted qualls
and a RI bbit fricasse, with a desert OF
custards and Jelly, was duly served at
precisely seven, at which hour Mr., Mer-
edith himself bounced in, hot and flush
ed with the haste he had made.
"Where IS She?' cried he.
"Where is hop" said Kitty.
"Mv cousin from Chicago
"Ohw said Kitty. "She hasn't
come"
"Not Gomez
mo"
Mr.. Meredith drew a long sigh OF
m ingled regret and relief
"Then after all, " said he, otis not so
unlucky."
"What is not so unlucky?" petulantly
demanded his wife "My dear Charles,
YOU are expressing yourself altogether
in riddles"
THAT | forgot all about the oysters
and the zephyr wool and the servant
girl"
Forgot"
"Yes-forgot. Isn't that plain Eng
lish enough .,
"But YOU didn't forget, demonstrated
Mrs. Meredith. "Gou sent her. She's
now in the kitchen"
Mr.. Meredith started. give sent no
one" said he. "Never thought of the
glrl from that moment to this, give you
my word of honor"
i'Then," slowly calculated Kitty, "who
did send her?'
"Ring the bell said Mr.. Meredith
"Let's have her up, Who knows but
she's one of those regular confidence wo-
men, with an eye to the forks and
spoons
And as he spoke he jerked the bell
cord with some energy.
In a minute or so the new girl came
up. smiling and courtesying. Mr.. Mer-
edith uttered an exclamation OF amaze
ment.
''Why, it's Martha Meredith" shout
ed he. ats my cousin from Chicago
And heclaSped her IN his arms, with a
shower of kisses which made honest
| Toms hair stand on end.
("I wish she was my cousin from
Chicago" uttered he, in stage aslde.)
Kitty turned as scarlet as pepper
pod.
ooh, good gracious" she cried, clasp
ing her little hands nervously, "and l
took her for the cook"
"And am a cOok-when occasion re-
uuires, cousin Kitty" said pretty Mar
tina Meredith, making her peace with a
kiss. "DOn't be veXed with me for hui
moring the joke-indeed, indeed, |
couldn't help it. And Ill show you
how to make those merngueSgt dcceS, ana
the Neapolitan creams tomorrow"
And they all sat happily down tOgeth-
or To the roast quails and fricasseed rab-
bits-and Kitty and Martha went to-
gether to the Intelligence Bureau on the
morrow and established Milesian dam
sci i'm the kitchen, who was not at all
incongruous to her Surroundings.
And Tom, leaning over his sister $
shoulder, whispered, waggishly:
Didn't | tell you she was a gem OF
| the first water
An Unromantic Ending.
When in December, 1876, the Brook
lvn Theater burned, and 80 persons
lost their lives, James Lawrence, of
that city, was missing and supposed to
be dead. What his relations recognized
as his body was taken from the ruins,
and he was mourned. To their aston