The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1881-09-24

Florence replied, as she slowly poured the
cream into her coffee.
You cant sleep late on this farm very
we'll" the elder lady began again, her
face ablaze. "rve been up since half
past four. she went on land now it s
half past seven. "Ive skinned eighteen
pans of milk, washed all the pans, and
made twenty-five pound of butter this
morning..
"You must he very tired. Mrs. Stick
! ney remarked, looking the irate dame in
/ nocently in the face.
"Well. guess I'm tired the house
! keeper replied. "The girls helped me
all they could. aud
"Oh, ma Susan interrupted flushing
, painfully as she spoke, "why shouldn't
We help you, should like to know??'
! At this point Mrs. Stickney made up
her mind that she was going to like one
! of the Mazonsons after all.
( they got this breakfast, want you
! to understand" Mrs Mazonson finished
what she had to say in spite of Interrupt
! lions.
at is very nice breakfast" Florence
remarked. Il don't know when | have
enjoyed anything so much
| Mr.. Stickney glanced at his wife.
| There was something in the tone which
remined him of the barnyard tete-a-tete,
There certainly must be an understand
ing between himself and his wife right
away. he thought. 1t would never do to
! let things 60 on in this style. Mrs. Ma
zonson must be rebuked also. Her atti-
tude was certainly very Objectionable,
and should be corrected Immediately.
Meantime Mrs. Stickney ate her break
fast with relish, and passed her cup for
some more coffee. (Which of you
ladies'" indicating the Misses Mazonson.
made this Coffee" she asked pleasant
ly. 1T certainly is delicious
Neither of EN- made it" Mrs. Macon
son answered promptly. ''Do you think
I'd trust anybody to make coffee hut my
selro'
Mrs. Stickney had decided that her
platform should be plainly understood
both by her husband and the Mazonsons
before she left the dining room. 1t prom
ised to be hard battle to fight; but the
young wife had courage enough now for
Il host of husbands and regiment of first
wfe's relations.
Are you going to be very busy to-day
ITubert?' Mrs. Stickney asked her hus-
band. as the meal drew TO close.
81 have been away SO long that my
days will be occupied for some time to
come, the gentleman replied.
Perhaps, then, Miss Susan OF Miss
Maria would go to ride with me this
morning?' and Florence threw d glance
full of sweetness at the Misses Macon
son. 1T is such lovely morning. she
continued; " and after little it will be
too warm I fear
Mrs. Stickney waited 4 moment for
some kind Of u response, and receiving
none said, You would like to accom-
pany me, would you not, Miss SUSAN
This young lady was on the point of
replying, but her mother came in ahead.
''IIubert,' she began, Il should think it
was high time you gave your wife TO un-
derstand what kind of place she has
come to live in. ] don't suppose this
wife can Gad off and leave the work.
and now Mrs. Mazonson 5 voice shook
with grief or anger. Florence didn't know
whmh--" any more than your first wife.
my daughter, Mr.. Stickney. She never
left the work till it was done
Perhaps if she had left it occasional
ly. she might be living now, the second
Mrs. Stickney coolly suggested. At this
crisis Mrs. Mazonson SMILED, aud Miss
Susan left the table.
FLORENCE will become accustomed to
our ways after Il WHILE Mr.. Stichney
responded. with SO much consideration
in his tone for the tyrant at the head of
the table that his wife felt ashamed of
him. She II work into it aftera While"
he added. cndeav"rRg I" appear at his
| ease.
That furbelowed white gown looks
like working into it. said Mrs. MiIon-
son, defiantly.
Il anu not afraid to trust my wife to
do the proper thing, Mrs. Mazonson,
Mr.. Stckney remarked, with tardy de-
cency.
IF may be allowed" the young wife
began, with the dclibcration of one max
ing mighty effort for self-control 81
should like to say a word" AS the brave
little woman surveyed the assembled
group. there crept into her face a look
that one of the party never forgot. This
one was her husband, who started to lay
destaining hand on her arm, but for
some inexplicable reason gave it up
4" When take my rightful place AS mis-
tress of my husbands house. Mrs
Stckncy went on. s. then it will be time
enough to talk of my duties. You may
| consi,le.' me summer boarder. if you
please" she added. smilingly. but in
whatever light yon may regard me -
| and now the sweet mouth grew firm
again, and the fine eyes struck fire
the proprietor of this establishment and
| the owner of these acres, and expect to
| be treated. if nor with kindness. ut lelst
| with civilty.
Il should like to see You make twenty
| five pounds of butter before breakfast"
said Mrs Mazonson. when she could re-
cover herself Mr.. Stickney played with
his spoon, and looked steadily into his
coflee-cup, but said not word.
| "lou never will see me make twenty
| five pounds of butter before breakfast, :"
| Mrs. Stickney responded, and | think
| ii very doubtful if ever make any but
| ter after breakfast either. don't intend
to give up my music. my painting. my
reading, my writing. or anything else
| that have been educated to enjoy, and
| want this understood also
81 wonder what you will do if | go
| awav?' Mrs. Mazonson inquired, du-
biously but respectfully.
MIR. Stickney is ahundantly able to
| pay for all necessary service" Florence
replied If he doescn't choose to do
this, then there is u last resort: | can go
| home to my father any time.
Il amt got anywhere to 60 said