The Somerset herald. [volume] (Somerset, Pa.) 1870-1936, 1882-09-13

have avoided it If it hadn't been fol
those lucky chickens and Bridget.
fortunate fit of temper. Make hasts
now. They'll be here in a minute
And | know little Rachel is frs
class cook, for I've been there tC
tea.
/ So the young ladies of the Towet
were enjoying the feast of reason
and the flow of soul in their COO
drawing room, with books, new
gathered roses and blue ribboned
guitars, while poor Rachel Ramsey
was boiling in the kitchen over peaci
tarts and Neapoliton creams.
She bad not forgotten her disap
pointment; but artistlike, she hat
/ thrown herself into occupation Will
engrossing interest, and she was stir
ring the creams with quick, ener-
getic hand, when step crossed the
threshold.
Here are some fresh trout, Bridg
ct. to surprise your mistress, " said .
clear voice.
And To her infinite amazement
/ Harold Haroldson stood before heI
| in his hunting costume, with q fish
ing rod lightly halanced on his
shoulder,
I'm. not Bridget" " said the girl
| lauohinp. but still stirring on. m
Rachel.
Miss Ramsey p he exclaimed
lifting his cap. How in the name
of all that is wonderful came you
here?"
And -hen not without humor
Rachel detailed the manner and in
cidents Of her capture
Il am the maid of all work. if you
please she said, with courtesy.
Then let me help you," said Mr.
Haroldson, briskly tying second
bib apron around his hunting suit
Il used to be 3 pretty good hand at
spider and gridiron when camped
out on Lake Cupsuptic upin Maine.
But you are not engaged, said
Rachel. half pleased, half fright
ened.
Il can volunteer" observed the
young man. Give me the oil and
vinegar, and you will see what a
dressing IA la mayonnai>e Can pro-
vide for that salad of yours"
And if ever pair Of cooks spent
delightful day, unconventional
sort of morning IL the kitchen this
pair did
They laughed, they made limo
cent jokes, they behaved like two
school children.
And at last when Rachel had run
out into the garden to gather some
water crosses to deck the newly
roasted fowls, Mr. Haroldson heard
the voice of Miss Bell Calhoun call
ing down the stairway:
RACHEL Rachel! you may serve
the dinner. Every one Is here bat
illdt ilItSOillC llui titStil
''And he's here, too" calmly re-
sponded that gent eman, who was
washing his hands 1t the pump.
What cried Bell, shrilly.
The cook and butler are expect
ed TO take their nealj u tie kitch-
en-, > SAID Air. Hasohssol. With com
meniabia gravity. And I've po
objection whatever 10 THAI arrange
ment.
And nothing eoald induce Harold
Haroldson TO come UP to The dining
room. He and Rachel together a;t
their ricnicing sort Of repast and
washed the dishes-althoug' the
matter somewhat lost itS spice when
the Mi--es Calhoun ard Their COM
pany ail adiourb'd ca ,nasse % ,ls
kitchen aud persisted ioinjn2 Their
ranks.
ana gnen the pHsple sunset came
drcamiiy down over The dark cedars
that ovtrhung the Drawing stream
and the gay guests bad all departed
Alice and Bell Calhoun gazed dubi
ously at each other.
"Was anything 50 prorokine?'
said Bell.
He has actually gone home vie
her, said Alice, bursting into angry
te2rs.
asAnd after al! the pains we took
to keep them apart" sighed Bell
at was all your fault, peipleptly
exclaimed Alice. Noticing that
farmers daughter and dragging hel
cut of her sphere in that sort oi
wayw
but it war you who pluined your
self on getting her into the kitchen,
scolded Bell. ''And nice mesa you
have made of it.
But how We're we 10 tell that il
was going to end so?' groanel pooi
Alice.
swell, Rachel, said granny Ram.
sey, when the girl eameip.. jus. az
the lamps wege-Iigbtef, what sort
OF day did you have2@
'.'Qh, charming. said Rachel. Il
enjoyed myself more than ! ever did
before at the Tower. and | never
went out of the kitchen. They had
company, and | helped to get din
ner."
Z" Humph u gruntad granny
That's a queer way 81 entertaining
visi,ogs. l5at praps that's city man.
nefs."
Perhaps it is,'' said Rachel de-
murely.
"Who was it came home with
you," asked Granny, who was moi
quite deaf or blind as vet, and lefl
you at the garden igate2'
lone of the other servants" said
Rachel.
''Well l never said granny
Where's all your pride, Rachel
Ramsey"
! az never was pruuder In all nv