New Ulm weekly review. [volume] (New Ulm, Minn.) 1878-1892, 1880-07-14

we'll with the potatoes. fresh DOlled,
and beat one egg into it; then fry in
cakes. BY using knife and spoon, you
can form the cakes as you drop them
into the hot lard. One egg will be suf-
ficient for enough fish and potatoes for
four persons.
A NAN is never ashamed of his an.
cestors until he runs for Office in q free
country .-Ha,ckeye.
A CONTROVERSY WITH CUPID.
Little wretch! l hate him. We
have never had q moment peace since
he took possession of this house," de-
clared Polly Patten, with a stamp of
her foot. ;
The "be'' referred to was not, as
might be supposed, tramp or a
sheritf's officer, not even a poor rela-
ton, or an Irish butler, or a heather
Chinec. Not at all. The object of
Polly's wrath was parsonage lifted
up, as it would seem, by virtue of his
position, above human criticism as
above human rules, q myth, an I'M
known entity-no other, in fact, than
the little god Cupid himself. He and
his Vaccinations had of late wrought
changcs-woful ones, Polly thought
the constitution of the Pattcn family;
and to her imagination represented all
OF discomfort and discontinue,
the alteration of plans, the blight of
hOpes-innovation and cross-purposes
without end. She felt toward him a
good, honest, hearty hostility, as ono
may toward an opponent of flesh and
blood, as she sat in her bedroom, in
upon the subject to her special
friend Susan Gilmore, who was perchcd
beside her on the broad window-sill.
"Oh, it's all very well to laugh, she
went on; g but just wait till you try it
yourself. All last year was given up,
you know, to marrying Helen. Her
trousseau, and her presents, and her
notwithstanding else was thought of
or spoken of for twelve long months.
The house was chokcd with her things.
We all worked our fingers to the bone.
could turn round without find
ing u woman and scwing-maclline at
her back. We never even pretended to
hear ourselves speak. Well" just us it
was all over, and Helen comfortably off
our minds, Lizzie must needs set up q
lover and a long cngagcmcnt-John
Shaw, too, of all persons! Now l may
be dull, but in the name of common
sense why John Shaw, of all men in the
world?'
"Lizz;e knows, l presume.
swell, perhaps she does; still, il is
provoking. Every morning of his life
John Shaw looks in for half an hour on
his way down town. lie and Lizzie
absorb the parlor, of course. That is
oil right, no doubt; but, rs it happens,
that particular half hour is precisely tho
one which used always to take to tidy
up the flowers, water and trim, fill the
vases, and make the room nice for the
day, and the want of it puts me out
drcadfully. l sit and twill my thumbs,
and scold to mother, and she never will
agree with nc. Lovers arc privileged
she says"
"Of course they are. Don't be a
spoil-sport, Polly: It's their turn now.
Yours will come"
"Ncvcr! But there's more behind.
What do you say to Eunicc's indulgin2
in an engagement, too?''
"Not really"
every real y indeed. John Norman
is the happy man this time. Two Johns,
you observe, by way of making the con-
fusion greater. So they sit in the dining
room every evening, while Lizzie and
her John occupy the parlor."
"And where do the rest of you sit?'
"Echo answers We sit wherever we
may. Mother takes her mending-
basket up stairs, and has a student lamp
on the round table in the upper entry.
Papa shuts himself up in that dreadful
little close 'den' of his, or goes to Office.
I observe that he has business there o1
evenings much oftener than formerly
because there is no comfortable place
for him at home, no doubt. Jim makes
a point of being out. AS for Amy and
me, we sit on the back stairs, or in the
buffers pantry, or any other odd corne,
which nobody else wants. Polly
laughed, but there were tears in hel
brown eyes, and very mutinous look
about the pretty mouth, which John
Norman, while in process of " sampline
the family" to borrow Polly's own
phrase, had once likered to beautiful
Evelyn Hopes, of the true "geranium
red"
Gas if all this wasn't enough she
went on presently, with half giggle,
half sob, "hcrc is letter come to-day
from Fanny Allen-our cousin, you
know-and she is engaged, too; and she
proposes to make us visit, and hel
young man means to drop along,' for
sooth, while she is here. Now where
are they to sit? I can't imagine, unless
they take the air-chamber of the furnace
The front steps sre quite too cold a
this time of the year. Or I might have
the trunk room cleared out for them;
hadn't thought of that before"
"Polly, you are ridiculous. You
cousin will manage all that for herself
see if she doesn't. They will take walks
or something"
"Oh, if they only would! If tn.
whole lot of them would take walks,
and keep on walking, and never wall
this way, how comfortable it would be
Sue, you are abominably tolerant abou
such matters. That miserable cupid
I wish I gould hold his wings in tn
candle and burn them off. He nevc
flies but to do mischief somewhere
How peaceful and happy we all wer
together before this sort of thin,
began!'
"Take care; he will hear you, an
he's revengeful creature. 1 believ
him to be the original little pitchc
with long ears" laughed Susan.
IL don't care if he does hear me.
asserted Polly, defiantly.
Has Cupid ears? Certain it is that mat
ters grew worse rather than better TO
Polly from that day forward. Fanny Al
len came, and in due time her lover, &C
cording to programme, and with the lat
terra cousin, Mr.. Othniel Oliphant, sue
':cssfu, merchant, just home from Chin
for brief visit. His return was nc
purely for business purposes. Mr.. Oh
plant was on the lookout for a wife
and with the prompt decision of a mel
camille man, he elected Polly Patte
for that position on q two days &C
quaintance. A firm believer in til
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