The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, 1883-12-08

stalrs, she would perhaps have comple"
hended the drift of things"
"Good newsp Miss C.lh ,uu had
cried, waving her scented v'ocker hand
kerchief in the air. "Ive got girl In
the kitohenl"
"Nc2" said Miss Bell, fair haired
cream completed damsel, with pale
blue eyes, aud perpetual smile.
"R ,chel Ramsay" nodded Alice,
"odme up here in her best BIB aud
tucker to spend the day. OF course 1
conh:cated her at oneo.''
''The bold, pushing thIng!" said Bell,
with disdaluful gesture.
''She's deal too pretty to bring into
the drawing-foom for HaroIdson and
Armine Dallas to firt WITH" added
Miss Alioo knowingly. "And Idon't see
any way hat could have avoided it, if
it had not been for those lucky chickeus
and Budgets fortunate fit Of temper.
And ] know that little Rlchel is q first
class cook, for T have been there to
tea."
So the young ladies Of the Tower
were enjoying the feast of reason and
the dow Of soul in their cool drawing
room, with books, new gathered roses
and blue ribboned guitars, while poor
Rachel Ramsay WAS broiling in the
kitchen over peach tarts and Neapolilan
creams.
She had forgotten her disaproint.
men; but, artist like, she had thrown
herself into her occupation with engros-
ing interest, and she was stirring the
cream with quick, energetic hand,
when O step crossed tho threshold.
Here are some fresh trout, Bridget,
to surprise your MISTRESS" said clear
voice.
And to her infinite amazement Harold
Haroldson stood before her in his hunt
ing costume with his fishing rod lightly
balanced on his shoulder.
I'm not Bridget, SAID the girl laugh
lug, but still stirring Oh. 'I'm Raoh-
ell"
t'Mlss Ramsayl' he exclaimed, lift
ing his hat. "How in the name of
all that Is wonderful came you here?"
And then, not without humor, Rachel
detailed the manner aud Incidents OF her
capture.
II am the maid of all work, if you
please" she said with q courtesy.
Then let me help you," said Harold
son, .Driskly tying a second BIB apron
around his hunting suit. II used to
be pretty good hand at the spider and
grid-iron when I oamped out on Lake
Cupsuptic, up III Maine"
But you're nCu engaged" said Rach-
81, half pleased, half frightened.
II Gun volunteer" observed the
young man. Give mo the oil and
vinegar, and you will see what dress
mo la n,nvnnnoisn 4 oon ,,rnuil,A for
TOR that salad of yours"
And If pair of cooks ever spent a
delightful. unconventional sort OF
morning in the kitchen, this pair did.
They laughed, they made innocent
JJkes, they behaved like two school
children.
Aud ut last, wien Rachel ran ont into
the garden to gather somo water DRESSES
to deck the newly roasted fowls, Mr..
Haroldson heard lie Voice of Miss Bell
Calhoun calling down tho stairway:
''Rlchell r .chei! you may serve the
dinner. Every one is here but thnt tire
some Haroldsonl'
''And he's here, too," candy respond
cd that gentleman, who was washing his
nands at the pump.
"Whall" cried Bell, shrilly.
''The cook and the butler are ex-
pected to cat their meals in the Kitchen >
said Mr.. Haroldsop, with comm endable
gravity. ''And I've no objection to
that arrangement"
And nothing could induce Harold
Hai oldson t. come up to the dining
room. Ho and Rachel together ate
their pionioing sort Of repast and washed
the disiles--aithough the matter some-
what lost Its spice when the Misses Gal.
houn and their company all adjourned,
en- masse, to the kitchen and persisted
Ill joining their ranks.
"Was anything ever 80 provoking"
said Bell.
''He has actually gone home with
her." said Alice, bursting into angry
tears.
"And alter all the pains we took to
keep them apari?" sighed Bell,
cit was all your fault" petulentjy
exclaimed Alice. "Noticing that farmers
daughter, aud dragging her out of her
sphere in that sort of wayr
''But 1t was you who plumed yourself
on getting her ITO the kitoien!" scoldei
Bell, ''and a nice piece of work you've
made OF i,l'
>Soo AS" "Sko "o " bCll ~ "db So-
ing to end so2' groaned poor Alice.
"Well, Rachel, " said Granny r 4msay,
when the girl came in, Just as the lamps
were lighted, "what sort Of day did
you have2"
"Humphl" grunted Granny, aftor her
answer. ''T lat's q queer way of enter
tanning visitors. But p'raps that's city
manners."
"Perhaps 1t is" said Rachel, do.
murely.
"Who was 1t that came home with
youP asked Granny. who was not quite
deaf or blind as YET, "And left You at
tho garden gate2" H
''One Of tho other servnnta," said
Rachel. ~
"WeIl never, said Granny. "W here's
MI your pride, n .chel RamseI?'
y never was prouler in all my life
than am Tonight" said Rachel.
"Listen, grandma, for have so much
to tell you. Mr. Haroldson, of New
York, walked nc me with me, and i've
met him ever 30 many times bofora this
summer, at pion,cs and archery parties,
and such places, but never knew that
he cared for mo. And tonight he
osked me to marry him, and he is to
come here tomorrow to see father"
")o Won Iowa h;no1 cold GRANNY