The Northern Pacific farmer. [volume] (Wadena, Minn.) 1878-1885, 1882-08-17
MY BREAKFAST.
From the January Patriot.

nA'AouHlN, 1ol wanted 10 temper
justice with mercy, "but then you art
young
did not receive the answer consid
cred due me; instead, my wife preserved
amost perfect silence.
Are you nearly ready?' asked Kit
zie, sweetly.
never did see such irreproachablt
good nature as Kitzie's. HAT an(
gloves" l responded, provoked at m,
want OF success as domestic lecturer
and trying my level best not to see how
pretty she looked twisting tleecy, white
arrangement. caught with lilac bows
all around her dainty head, and looking
demurely out at mo with her pansy
shaded eyes
you've not been listening to what
said kitzie," l said with much severity
and bursting a button Oft my glove. u
was decidedly in earnest"
My dear boy" she said solemnly, 81
heard every word, and in consequence
thereof an thoroughly convinced that
am failure, and 4 great worry to YOU
I've tried my best, but can't cook like
your mother. I'm sorry; just as sorry
rs can be; but You shall have one
breakfast precisely On time, and just en-
actly like Your mothers. You shall
cook 1t yourself Tomorrow morning.
Now | was staggered. pulled OF
another button, and wished L could
pull ont my tongue as esilv. l cook!
and cook the whole. breakfast ut that!
Shades Of Cicero! But kitzie was evil
IDENTITY waiting for Al answer, and ST.
lence would COM let me, So said, with
pompous lndtteren &C.. "\ery we'll, my
dear, are We quite ready now::'
Bless my soul, what an evening that
was. | danced and ate, and laughed and
talked with the regulation party yotr.
but Was haunted with the nightmare.
OF cooking stove and L new girl At the
supper table | ;t'e Sull.e of everything,
whether liked it or not, and Thought
anAluuSly all the while to myself: II
wonder how they made this and if had
better have l1 for hreaktas With dis
tracing clearnesS | recalled 10 INV mind
each criticism which had made. on Kit
Z'e's breakfast, and remembered that
that | could do better; 50 OF course she
would expect to tinu every fault correct
ed and every item exact. l glanced up
at her as she sat opposite to HE with Il
1nortallyg ugly man, and 50 perfectly love-
~ was the arch sweetness Of her face
with its precious, tender little mouth the
laughing, pansied eyes and the dear little
nose, that quite forgot my worry for
Ian instant in eXultlng proudly over the
fact that she Was mime, all niue. These
pleasing reflections We're cut short, how
ever. The lady at my left, evidently
thinking the silence between us should
be broken, seized upon ali unlucky SUBJ
ject and remarked sWeetly:
Aren't these biscuits delicious, Mr.
Treherne?"
Very" I responded, swallowed in
quick recollections.
were made with cream Of tartar, ta1taric
soda orwell, the other thing?:" I STAN
mered, contusculy, and dropped my
eyes before the amazement in hers.
All three, I guess she answered
with utmost gravity, though there WAS Il
twinkle IN her eyes, for she evidently
considered me in fun, when | was rear
ly distracted with seriousness.
mentally resolved 10 have biscuits
for brea ktast, and with that in view be-
gan to dissact mine to discover, if pos--
l,N-, the other il-,'r:;>arv ingredient; but
deriving Very little satisfaction from the.
operation, [ slipped I, piece into my
pocket, to use as a guide on the dreaded
Tomorrow morning.
The fuss and i'!uie ended. and kitzie
and went home. She was full Of frolic,
and | make several CHASTITY attempts to
,Gl n I n -. i.1yf / l,,>f
and to this day regard woman az a
marvel. How can she laugh and be gay,
with three hundred and SiNty-fve break
fasts, not to speak Of dinners and sup
pers, to look after?
I'm positive that it Was milDi 9ht when
Kitzie awoke me with the remark:
Roger, it is time to get up. heard
Patric down stairs qnite a while ago, and
she doesn't know anything to do until
you 60 down and start her.
l craNled, no, ooleu cut Of bed,
and had crept into my dressing gown
and slippers before recollected that
kitZle always went down fresh and
sweet, all ready for breakfast I turned
round and faced my dismal reflection in
the glass, and mechanically picked up
my necktie. 1t was Of delicate lilac,
very good for party, but hardly suit-
gan to rummage for my black one, which
proved to be obstinately modest so I
decided that breakfast without neckiie
wasn't bad, and perhaps l should have
time to run up again. didn't think, as
I went down, what should have said if
Kitzie was to come to breakfast without
one of her dainties OH it was best for
me that I reflected as little rs
possible On what ever had said
or would say again A. it vas, STUN
bled along through the semi darkness Ut
hall and rooms, and opened the Kitchen
door to be greeted with Il cheerful pros
pect. The yawniny stove hearth WAS
graced with uehes, rs was the floor
around; The cat was pacidly licking out
of the bowl of fresh mill. standing on
the bench, while Patric with Il huge
scarlet bow in her friZzltd hair, was bal
ancing ont Of the window flirting with
the nlIklnan stood aeII,St for two
whole minutes, and wondered how !
had best address the strange queen of
my culinary REALM. concluded not to
address her at all, but TO rattle the door
knob ominously.
''Bless my soul" she cried with Il star
the mistress ht1SeIt, an " hat do YOU
want anyhow"
II want the cat taken ont Of the milk"
l said, reyainlny my self possession in
anger at her impertintnre. "What are
You idling out Of the window for? Shut
It and build the fire immediately i
'Shure now she cried loudly, with
arms akimbo and face defiant, AN
who's the like Of yourself. to BE- bossing
me? If yes wants the fire bnilt, yes
can build it,
"Patric," said with great dignity, ~
waqt no such airs. 1 am your master,
and want the fire built"
"My mastcr?' she cried sllrilly. "In-
dade an Wen see. hired myself to
swate, purity, leddy-an' it's not by the
likes Of yes III be bossed," and before
my wrathful gaze she hounred ont of
sight and l stood alone. As a first Ilove
/ was a failure, in the celebration of
which stamped across the kitchen, and
threw the cat out of the window, then
sent the milk flying after her, and saw
the saucepan smash against the pump
and bend double, without feeling
I tackled the stove after that, but
didn't understand all the knobs and
hampers, and bay windows Of tin and