Millheim Journal. [volume] (Millheim, Pa.) 1876-1984, 1882-10-26
A MIS- SrAKEINrHE ADDRESS.

''Is this house coming down?" asked
Mr.. Merriman, looking up from his SER
mon-like paper despairingly.
For there was hurrying to and fro
from all quarters of the old mansion,
a running up and down stairs, subdu-
ed bnstle, a murmur of excitement. and
finally gust of laughter, in many keys
of elation, sounding as if it came from
the subterranean recesses OF the kitchen.
mo papa" cried little Lottie breath
lessly; "but Nlinnle's bread has come
out of that oven, and it's a success"
"Oh!' said Mr.. Merrmsn, abstract
edy staring out of the window and
scratching his bald head. 'Is that all?'
That all, indeed!"said Minnie, her
self very blooming girl, with sho rt
haxen hair curling all over her head,
light blue eyes and pretty pug nose
with just the proper up shape. And she
ran into the room with big apron en-
veloping her slim t1gure, and fresh
color deepening on her cheek, while by
means of stout kitchen towel she held
up tin baking pan containing a puff
fy, enow white loaf of new bread.
"That's all, papa; when it's the first
bread I ever made, and when it's to be
sent to the hospital fair to be cut into
sandwiches and sold for the sick poor at
10 cents apiece! Look at 1t papa!
smell of it! see how deliciOnsly light it
isl And then tell me if you ever expect
cd to have your little Minnie turn into
such stupendous housekeeper.
And Miss Minnie Merriman kissed her
father on the tip of his nose and looked
at him with pretty girlish triumph.
every nice very creditableP said the
clergyman. beaming on his daughter.
II dare say you'll make famous cook
one of these days"
II only hope" put in Penny, the
second daughter, (whose baptlsmal
name was Penelope Dorcas), "that Mr..
Ayton will come to the fair and buy
some of Minnie's sandwiches, and"
Minnie turned short round, flushing
pink to the roots of her pretty hair.
"Penny," said she, "what nonsense
you are talking, when you know very
well that Mr.. Ayton is sick with pneu-
monia. And of course he has sent
liberal subscription to the fair; and
what can it possibly matter who buys
the bread?"
Penny subsidized rather abashed, and
Minnie ran down stairs again to wrap
the white spongy loaf in snowy napkin
and send Jerusha, the bound girl, othe
rooms of the fair committee with it.
"Now remember, Jerusha," she ut
tered impresslvely, as she held up one
finger to add force to her words, lit
is No, 10, do you hear2 Saville
street."
"Yes'm," said Jerusha, who was so
demoralized at the prospect of tenn
porary reprieye from her dish-washing
that she could hardly stand still long
enough to tie on her bonnet.
And away she went, gamboling down
the street like half grown elephant.
with a carefully wrapped up loaf of
bread IN basket on her arm.
"My first loaf of bread!'' said Minnie
to herself, as she leaned against the
window casing. "Uh, I'm SO glad it
has turned out success!"
And then her thoughts wandered to
Mr.. Harry Ayton. Would he be well
enough to come to the fair that even
ingP Would he patronize the refresh
ment hall? Would he think her little
pink-ribboned apron with the BIB front
becoming? Would he-Oh, pehaw,
this would never do! HIRE 1t was 10
o'clock and the parlors not busted nor
Billy's Sunday suit mended and brush
ed ready for service.
While Jerusha, after giving her I'M
partial attention to hand organ, sciss-
ors grinder, and street scuffie between
two beiligerently minded little boys,
finally trudged up the steps of 80 saville
street.
"Please, with Miss Minnie Merri-
mans kind compliments, said she.
''Please, and it's the first bread she ever
made; please, and she hopes you'll like
1T.
And Lois Jenkins, Mr.. Harry Ayton's
faithful ola nurse and housekeeper, car
ried tile loaf OF bread up stairs to the
room where the convalesceni sat i'll the
sunshine.
"And very kind of the minister's
daughter, she said, setting the parcel
unon the table. "And it's as beautiful
light bread as ever [ see! And how
thoughtful of 'em, Mr.. Harry, to re-
member you now, amt it? But Miss