Mexico weekly ledger., 1882-02-02


gentleman, with flowing beard and
suit of salt-and-pepper, with red
necktie and turnover collar.
'Welcome, my children-you are
welcome!'' said this relic of the past,
with an air as patronizing as if the
whole house belonged to him. 81
shall use my every effort to render
your stay at ;the Laurel Farm
agreeable. You're little late'-
glancing reproachfully at the clock
land l am afraid the roast fowls will
be spoiled. 1t always disagrees with
me TO eat overdone poultry; but, of
course this will not happen again"
'Oh, no, indeed,pa az" said Lillias,
eargerly.
Aunt Grace stood in the back
ground-a grim, bony female-with
her face tied up in a handkerchief,
and dress of 'badly-dyed merlno
stuff, made in a most outlandish
fashion.
you'll have to sleep in the gar
ret-chamber tonight, Lillias," said
she, gloomily. ''I've had yours
Whitewashcd and cleaned, and it aim
dry yet
"But it was kalsomined only last
fall, Aunt Grace!" said Lillias, pit
eously.
81 can't help that" said Aunt
Grace, with asnlfiie. "Cleanliness is
next to godliness, and I amt one to
live IN the dirt! You wouldn't ask
me or your step-pa to turn out Of our
rooms. would you?''
"Oh, no!' cried Lillias, eagerly.
Dorcas and Keturah sat knitting
on either side of the fire, evidently in
very ill humor.
"We was invited to tea to Miss
Deacon Plumbago's tonight" said
the elder sister.
''But Keturah thought we'd ought
to stay and welcome you fust," said
Dorcas.
And the trains late, and we shall
not be in time to go there now,'
moodlly added Keturah.
''But some folks don't care how
they Inconvenience other folks" sait
Dorcas, as she extended tiabby
mittcned hand to her new cousin-in.
law, without looking at him.
81 am very sorry, "pleaded Lillias
with troubled face.
"Well, then, Grace" said thu
Second Advent mana stout, rubi
cund little fellow, with red nose
and hair as white as silvcr-''let u
have supper served at once. Wha
are we waiting for:'
And Mr. and Mrs. Fame were com
PEELED to seat themselves without los
of time at the table. without an op
portunity to remove the dust Q
travel, or to refresh themselves afte
their journey. Mr.. Fame had indee,
ventured to say something abou
towels and fresh water, but Lila
whispered:
Never mind just now, dear. r
will be SO put out. and Grace an
keturah like punctuslity. For thi
once, do oblige me-
Mr. Fame looked around in som
surprise. Here were he and Lillias
the rightful owners of the house
placed in the position of second-rat
guests, of no Importance one way G
the other, while pa Aunt Grace
the resentful sisters and the Secon
Adventist reigned supreme, an
Lillias hardly dared to express a
opinion of her own in their presence
But he made no comment. to Lilias
relief, and endured everything Wit
the serenity OF Aristotle.
Early the next morning, he d,
scended into the cellar. where Anr
Grace was skimming milk and locke
sharply about him.
My dear Aunt Grace" said h,
cheerfully, "will it inconvenienc
you if use some Of these shelves fc
my chemicals:'
f "Your-what 2" said Aunt Grac,
dropping her cream-spoon in amaz'
ment.
IL intend to use this cellar as
labratory,' blandly explained Nj
; Fame, land as some of the ehemica
are explosive
| IL had better move the pans OF
, to the spring house." gasped Au'
Grace. but Dorcas and Ketura
, are very timid, and"
, "perhaps they had better reno,
, themselves to the spring g-house, too
, l really cannot exist without my sc
entitlc studies.''
, Aunt Grace sat down and though
= it over. Was she, after having live
sixty-odd years in peace and quie
ness, to be blown up like torpet
at last There was Cousin York
; out West. 1t would not. perhaps, |
| such comfortable home as this, bl
there would be no chemicals.
Mr.. Bogie, the recreant Mormon
was coziIy reading the paper by Il
/ fire, when his stepson's success
+ blandly requested him to "move
little
"Move!' said Mr.. Boyle, droppir
, his glasses. Where? and what for
e 81 am endeavoring to attach elc
= trio wires here said Mr.. Fame.
7 am getting up small battery to a
sist in my chemical experiments.
: "Chemical experiments! Here
e cried the ex-Mormon. "But l di
g like chemistry, and | don't appro
: of electricity. In my opinion it
e tritlins with the gifts of Providence
$ "Electro-c chemistry is wonderf
AGENT screnely remarked the brid
:. groom. II am thinking of charei'
Il all the boards of the floor with Gle
Il tricity, in order to observe the effe
il produced by the footsteps of differe
II members of the family
0 Sir" cried Mr.. Boyle, involunt
i rily lifting his feet up on the round
n his chair, II will not tolerate 1t. l
r l am not lamp, to be lighted
e electricity, nor a battery to be
y charged"
:. 'My dear sir,'' smiled the brid
Ii groom, Sin less than three days
s shall have made a convert of you
d "Never!' roared Mr.. Larkin's 5 ste
II father.
In the meantime, Cousin Ferdina