Union County courier. [volume] (Elk Point, Union County, D.T. [S.D.]) 187?-1913, 1882-10-11

"a
Mac. and fill the fruit dishes and vases !:
but 1t you give satisfaction I viii intrust
you with the key Of the china closet.
and you will have the entire care Of The
table"
And with . gracious nod tho young
lady withdrew from the kitchen.
She piled the fruit dishes with rosv
pears. golden oranges aud white grspes:
dlled the vases with roses, lilies and
ferns; Get clusters Of dainty glasses
hlled with amber jelly among the silver
and china, and then, With sigh Of
satisfaction at the result, ran away 70
dresA.
"Ill not go near the kitchen to even
smell the dinner. I don't know any
thing about cooking it and will truat "a
luck. I have N idsA that Ma Il really
capable-H goine to prove . treasure.
His dress ~as 10 neat and he was 20
quiet and respectful" concluded Emma.
leisurely arranging her hair.
Her new dress, with its abundant lace
and cardinal ribbons, was very becom-
ing and fitted the petite, round figure 10
perfectly that Emma felt 1t peace with
Ill the world.
/ 81 have heard that Mr.. Arthur Max.
well is very fastiiious in the matter Of
ladies' Dress" mused Emma. twisting
her head over her shoulder to see tho
/ effect OF her sash. "I wonder what hin
6rst imp, ession of me will be : l shsuld
like to have poor Aily's brother like
me"
Atlength the last bracelet was clasped.
the last touch given, and, retiring hack.
ward from the mirror with a radiant
face, Emma turned and ran no TO tho
nursery to see the children d-essed for
company, and also to speak with the
boys--and. it must be confessed, fiirt Q
little with Mr.. Vincent, the tutor, Who
Was always Vt her service for this exer.
else.
There was . delightfully."- savory odor
pervading the house, when she came
down and set out the wine and ice. and
made few additions to the table.
She looked at her wstch-3:O5. Theu
she went softly to the end of the hall,
and listened to the lively clatter in the
kitchen. She could hear Mao chstting
pleasantly with the little housemaid,
Nanny, and all seemed to be we'll in
that direction.
At $40 she repaired to the drawing.
room and took . seat overlooking the
street.
Carriages came and carriages went,
Dut none stopped At the entrance
The littlr Sn.o, ut We nA new ribbons,
came down.
The boys and Mr.. Vincent came down.
Mr.. Mayes lstch-key ratled in the
door, the dnner-bell rang.
"No: come? ?" asked Mr.. Msye. ct sight
of Emmas disappointed face.
"No," she pou.el "anl such . nice
dinnerl'
Very strange !" unused that gentle
man, now leading the way into The din
ing 81 haln't the least doubt
Why, my dear fellow" seizing by tho
shoulders the new cook, who, acting
also AS butler, had just placed the soup
tureen upon the table my dear fellow,
why, how is this? Emma declared you
hadn't Gomez
That young lady grew ~ white as tho
table cloth, and grasped chair for sup
port.
"That Mr.. Arthur Msxwelli IL
thought it was the cook"
!" came .rlier than expected, and
in time to make mrself useful to Miss
Emma" laughed Mr., Maxwell, divest-
ing himself Of his ~lite towel sud bow
ing with grace to that young lady.
How could she have fallen into such
m error?
~ was SO terribly anxious-I d,dn't
10 at you twice. Mr.. Maxwell, Ihope
you will forgive ME T. s.ammered EN-.
ma, as red now as she had been pale.
"rhere is nothing TO forgive, If my
dinner turns out we'll" he added, laugh
ing, evidently the sweetest-tempered
man in the world. ~ learned to cook
when was a student in Paris
Frenchman taught me. have been
rather pr ,ud of my culinary skill, but
an little out Of practice now, and am
not quite sure OF the Florentine."
Emma" cried Mr.. Maye, "whAt
does thi. meau?"
"Why, John, you promised 10 send
me up man cook"
Mr. Maye claspad his hands tragically.
"E.nms. | forgot it."
swell, he came just at 10 O'Clock. I
thought he was the cook nshered him
into The kitchen. among the pots and
pans. questioned h III ~ to what he
knew about cooking. urged him to
make sli haste and servs the dinner;
and--aud I called him an IrishmAn |"
soDbcd Emma, Historically.
"No odensc, NJ IS Emma. Ny grand.
father, IN my mothers sile-Maj. Ire
lawny-was ain Irishman," observed Mr..
Maxwell, coolly. "Ani. since I have
done my best, Ton't you try the soup
before it is cold?"
The others stared and Emma cried,
bnt Mr.. Maye lsughed-lsuyhed uproar.
iously.
The best joke Of the seasoni Sit
down, everybody Emma, you foolish
girl, don't cry. Arthur doesnt cara
And, ~ for your Florentine-Arthur,
tell Nanny to bring it in. The proof
Of the pudding i the eating. you