Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1882-12-22

He lifted a heavy fjrlin ON TO the counter rs
II it had boon q put Of JIM. and tipping 10
CALAMITY, invited Miss Lcciair: Stust smell
IT," She leaned forward and made ittlo fcint
Of doing ~. by that time hInkrl had great
lump on tho blade Of a huge knife and pushing
it toward Hiss LCclail's mouth, he begged
nnuousy: g." bhust taste how schycet 10 is
Size laughed again and answered: "Oh, 1
WON spoil DAT glcat piece OF butter lnow it's
nice
"Spoil" exclaimed Kinkcl ivy don't care
for dot biece of puiter; 1 don't care for dwice
~ much" lie balanced an enormous quantity
on the knife blade 10 show his ddsperata
hberalty Then he weighed ont tue quarter Of
pound his customer wanted, wrapped it neatly
IN white paper and after aiiootiOnate lngcr-
ing over perfect bow-i,not in the tying, he
laid it in Miss LoCiGirs little basket
Just then a gentleman stepped from a
carriage that was drawn up before the door
and coming to Miss foclair said:
81 was going 10 ask If you would drive with
me TINS aitufuUOn. Seeing you come in hero, |
ycnturud 10 follow you"
lie was good-looking young fellow. rather
Extensively well dressed parheps hi4 voice 700
loud end high pitched perhaps; his carriage Of
too lnto fashion. On tins avenue he wasn't
known, but on Fifth avenue people Whispered,
as he passed; "Ihata Gordon, 1ie rich broker"
- hope you'll excuse me- he went on,
watching Miss Leclair6 face which had under
gone Curious change. "I-I don't mean ~
| mtrudo, but it's such line day Ton Che Park.
Won't you go?H
She WAS not like the woman who had laughed
with Peter kinkel over her quarter Of pound
Of buttor. She looked AZ Alr. Gordon as
HenObia might have hooked at come creature in
I tho Roman mob, and answered him: " I'm very
! busy to-day. Thank you, but can't go"
" But really Mss Leclair, You are working
Not a. all"
"Yos you are You're awfully clever and al
that and ia awiuiiy high-spirtod Of you 10
mako your Own living and not depend upon your
! friends, as many Southern ladies have had to
/ 10 since the war. There aus ~ many friends,
/ though, who'd DO glad to do anything that is,
/ everything to o-take care of-of you"
/ I'D prefer taking care of myself"
/ g Certainty, OF course, yes, and oapitally you
/ do it, too. What are you writing nOwi'
My usual work on the paper. An article
| every week"
Clever, by Jove, clever"
/ Though Mr.. Gordon was very glib Young
man his vocabulary was always inadequate
when he talked with Miss Leciair. Perhaps the
feeling that his most conspicuous points his
I wealth and social postion-were no recon-
mendation tOh her created some slight ombarrass-
ment. He f6lt, at any rate, that lac had nothing
Z which she coveted, while she bad birth and
breeding with which he was anxious 10 ally
himself. So for lark Of phrases that could
further hs suit he Just namely repeated
Clever, by love"
She left him standing there and walked
e.
| litcc three-story brick house. she and her old
Southern servant woman occupied floor.
As Gordon slammed his carriage door Kmkel
! plunged his head between the covers OF his
order-boOlh. Paul and Fritz knew this order
, hook always covered up his rsveries after Miss
liecair had bought butter or eggs Johnny
the store boy knew it, too, and ate raisins
openly.
At twelve O'Clock sharp Kinkel went up stairs
I - dinner He lived over the shop with his
D wi WA kal in
petticnats and twenty years older. So its easily
seen that Mrs. Kinke q nice, tidy, CHEEKY
old party. Although there we're plenty Of
rooms, she had the dinner-table set just in front
Of the Kitchen stOve-the shiniest stove that
ever Nas seen. The whole house was bright
with gay Wallpapers and furniture with wonder
ful and impossible flowers painted on every
panel As Peter entered the mother began
pieasGutly:
"Ach Peter du bist"-
"Now, mutter," said Peter, wat tells you
YOu shust shpeak English. We ia Americans
SO must we always English shpeak it2'
Ach, Hmmell / shpeaks so pad"
You shpe9ks gOot, nutter ind 30 do l."
says Peter, beginning TO eat his German soup,
full of delicious cabbage and onions. That
finished and some boiled beef Peter said fold
ing his two red hands together on the white
table-oloth and pensively looking down at them:
Mutter, how you likes dot gets marricdY
Married 81 Mrs Kinkel is as much shocked
at first as any high "my lady might be when
the scion Of the noble house speaks Of
matrimOny.
:. You see, mutter, Tn shust-in lofe"
Mrs. Kinkel can only echo " lufe =
% Dot is true, mutter. She amt rich, she amt
got no goOt CLOTHES, notings at all like your
magenta silk, mutter; she can't puy no more
nor quarter of pound of putter at a dime.
But she got putiful face and schveet schmile
like picture, and a voice vot aint like notings
onl" ven der hand-organ blay Sehveet Spirit
Hear My Brayer She works hart, too, mutter;
very hart, und-I-I lofe her"
Peter" answered Mrs. Kinbel with the
tears in her honest eyes, "ven you lOfes one
goot, hart-vorking girl like dot, den you shus
marry her, pring her here TO me, und lofe heI
too, straight off, putty queeck."
Peter grasped his mothers hand, and she
came and kissed him; still he studied the table
cloth more than was natural TO man with 4
happy love affair.
''Sell, vat is der droubles ?" asked the
mother.
Mutter, you see dot girl she amt like none
o dem girls vat l efer knows before. She's
veil l amt got no customers like her. Dem
ladies vat come IN carriages und order my
putter for dem pig houses in Fifth avenue, she
amt like dem. Dey speaks up loud and says
Kinkel, shust send round dem tings right
away quick; but she-I tells you vat, guess
she's one of dem pig families vat got poor bel
der South after der war. She one vat you cal
, real high lady"
,, well, Peter, ven she lofe you don't care for
, any little dings like dat"
. never knowed she like me so much; but
to-day ven she talk init ME realuice, pig schwel
Teller in a carriage he ask her TO go drive mil
him. She shust looked at him like one of den
, queens in the theatre vat always locks mad
like dey didn't wasn't gon 20 stand der way
tings was goin' on, she look awful mad und she
! say No: tank you, am too busy But before
5 she walk of she gift me Leete pleasant
scAmiie"
''Ach :" cried Mrs. KinkIl 1 win gif hel
/ my magenta silk, poor tngs. Vat kind Of
! SEWN york does she p