Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1881-01-01
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Mi9 CEe6 Jones Is Just homo from boarding
echool. and engaged 10 be married. and as she
knows nothing ABOUT cooking or housework, Is
her for the new station In lie which she Is ex-
pected TO adorn with heusewftely graca She
Cert aiRly makes . charming picture as she
sn,on n1eti n A ,1, 1oor; Srspea IN onlnH
her bangs hidden under Q Dolly Warden Gao and
her dimpled white hands encassd In Ola kid
| owes, while she sways 10 ana FRO on her dainty
French Kid heels like some graceful wiRd- blow
Hover.
duce me 10 your assist ait"
Whereupon mamma says. Grid get this is
your young LADY, Miss Oiceiy. VITO wants to
lean the nsme and use oLeyeryJuing In the
ki' chen. and how 10 make cocoa1ut rusks and
Tor herself
Bridget gives sport OF dIstayor. Bat AZ she
10 as al the yo'ii : lady. roients AMI sass, III
And now. Bridget dear" says Miss cicaly
when they are alone tell me everything You
see don't know anything except what t1ts
OLD Al school, and Isn't this old Kitchen lovely.
Dat makes tbe ceiling such beautiful broaye
color. Bridget
"SnmoSe." answered Briagst shortly. "sad
mt old tyes are pat oat with fhsJ Sane"
ShmoEe-I muaJ remember that. atd
hridsei, what are those shiny things on the
WALTZ
kivers,-oh, yes. I must look for The deriva-
aoh OF that word bridget. what are those
rosnd things I'm that baskets"
PraIies, For The Lords sake, where hcz ye
NV. niver 10 hear or praties.l Why, they're
;it'. prineipsl mate OF Ireland where 1 kun
.rcm."
oh, but we have corrupted the name into
pc sioes: such shame not TO keep tue ldom
OF language Brfdget-do you MUD II cali
yol Bi1die7.it Is more euphonious, and mod
. h, ,e od ns classic appella'ion WHAT is
.ocn, mnrther! Where wA ye raised, Taats
milk. fresh from the cow"
I NIL that is the yernacusr; suppose.
lis crane. Qlord. such ignorance
crane! now Biddie. dear, 1 must get to
work; I'm going 70 make cake ali out OF my
own head for Henry-he's my lover Biddle-Jo
ear when he comes to night"
Bridget. aside-"lt's dead he Is sure then, II
be stes IT,"
i've got all down here. Biddle. on NV
tablet: A pound OF butter, 70 eggs pounds
sugar, salt 10 your taste. No, that's a mistake
Oh. here It Is Now. Bddie. the eggs nrst. II
"a! 70 peat them well: out won't mat break
.swell, I'd break Thin this time. II I was you.
Miss Ctce!y; they might 1ot SET wen on Mr..
Benrys stummaeh ef ye didn't" said Bridget
oh, suppose the shells are used separately.
There! I've broken all the eggs into the our
fhn,n 70 e anrs naar use ene SHELLS b,adie give
Oh, I'm so tired! Isn't Homework dreadful
HARD. But "a glad I've learned to make cake
Now what shall do next. Biddie:"
Excuse me. Miss Cicely, but ye moight give
lt 10 The pigs. It's meSelf can't see any other
use for II, said Bridget crustily.
Figs. Oh, Biddiel you DON'T mean TO say
that you have some dear, cunning little white
pigs! oh 90 bring the little Earrings I'm and let
Ee feed them. I'm just dying TO nave one for
a pet. saw some canton 1annPl ores once
at a fair and they were too awfully sweet for
anything
just then the bell rang. and Bridget returned
TO announce Mr.. Henry, ana CtceIy told Bridget
she would take another lesson next day and
Then she went up stairs In her chintZ az ron
ard mob cap, with a little dab OF -four on her
tip liftei nose, and told Henry she WAS learning
10 COOK; and he told her she must not get over
heated or worried Out, for he didn't care
whether she could cook or lot; he should never
want to eat when he could talk to her and it
was only sordid souls that cared for cooking
And meanwhile poor Bridget was Just slam.
ming things In the kitchen and talking to her
self In her own sweet idiom about .'idgits turn
fDg things upside down for her inconvanen-
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