Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-11-21

WILL COuuu6uC lQdC he QdQ mastered It's
mysteries,he marshaled the flour, eggs and
milk, and proceeded to tumble them to-
gether In what he considered very pro.
fesslonal manner. He turned the yellow
mass into the frying pan and waited the
result. The fire was brisk, and pretty
soon there was suspicious smell OF
something burning. The General thought
that perhaps he had better turn the
omelette, and endeavored to do this with
the dextrOus flop that Hannah always
practiced; but, sad to say, the batter
stuck to the iron, land tine little boy found
that he had made a grave mistake in not
greasing the frying pan before he had
poured the mixture into it Part of the
omelette was burned, part uncooked, and
the General heard Hannah giggle as he
dished up the unsavory mess. He then
proceeded 70 broil piece of beafsteak.
He had pounded it nicely, and had left
it for moment, while he attended to his
coffee, which was boiling over, when sud-
denly Lady Jane Grey, the Maltese kit
ten, jumped upon the table and leaped
out of the wlndow-the piece of steak in
her mouth.
"Mysterious monkey!' cried the Gen
eral, angrily. He always said that when
greatly excited. Somehow it seemed to
him to be an awful implication.
Well, he toasted some bread, and with
that the coffee and "omelette," managed
to make out breakfast. Having finish
ed, he grabbed his hat and was about to
bound out of the door, when Hannah
turned around, quietly saying: "Your
grandma said that you was to clean up
your breakfast things-cooking dishes
and alll' Scott stood aghast. The num-
erous dishes with yellow batter dried on,
the frying pan stuck full of bits of burn
ed omelette did, indeed, present for
midable array. Nevertheless, puckcr-
ing his lips together, he began to whistle
captain Jinks,' and set sturdily to
work at dish-washing. 1t was whole
hour before he started for the woods.
Bill McEvoy, his schoolmate, accom-
panied him. Both boys were brim full
of plans for day of delight. They were
going to play "Ingin," this consisted OF
building a wigwam of hemlock bows,
making a fire and roasting potatoes in
the ashes. The most warlike feature of
this savage life consisted in catching the
little silvery minnows darting in the
brook, Or in firing stones at stray squir-
rels and chipmunks. A day thus spent
was always one of much joy to Scott, but
on this occasion he didn't feel as happy
as usual. Billy McEvoy wanted his own
way about everything, and they had one
or two quarrels. Then Scott burnt his
| fingers when building the fire, and, add
ed to this, the hemlock wigwam tum-
bled down and one OF the sticks hurt
his head. Later, when they had the fire
nicely burning, and their dinner cozily
cooking in the ashes, the sky suddenly
| clouded and the rain came pouring down.
The boys had to run for the barn
Reaching it they made plans for the after
moons enjoyment. Scott asked his
grandpa to put up swing. "No," said
grandpa, "you're the boy that can get
along without favors from anyone, so
don't bother me with your swings!"
They didn't have much fun after that,
and pretty soon Mr.. McEvoy's hired
man came over to take Billy home. In
an hour the sun came out bright and
clear. Grandpa and Grandma started for
ride over to the village, to buy their
| weekly groceries. Then General wanted
to 60 along, for he had 5 cents with
which to buy ire-crackers; but he didn't
| dare ask grandpa, for fear of another re-
buff. So he lolled around the house,
wishing he had something to do, but
ashamed to ask. He bursted button
from off his trousers, and tried to sew it
on. He made bungling work of 1t, and
grandma smiled when she saw it sewed
on with blue embroidery silk. He cut
his finger aud had to bind it up. He had
to part his hair himself, and finally made
up his mind that other folks beside him
self were of use in the world. He was
glad when night came and he could 60 to
bed. AS he took his lamp and started to
leave the room, his grandma gave him a
quizZical yet kindly look from over her
spectacles, ssying:
"Have you had a pleasant day."
"Meanes. day ever was!" quoth the
General.
"Let no man live unto himselfr' said
grandma, and kissing him tenderly, she
babe him goodnight.
And now comes the strangest part of
my story. Monday morning, when Han
nah arose for her weekly washing, she
found her tub filled with fresh rain-wa-
ter. MASSEY me! Who could have been
so obligin'?" she muttered. Then she
added, in tones of intense surprise, as
she glanced out of the back door: :'And
do believe it's the General! And it he
amt chopping away at that air wood
pile, too!'