The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1883-06-14

sfisve some cold mutton. Lysander.
said his sister. III you cant eat any chick
en-. Olympia viii learn 70 cook after
while"
SO III vas Olympia who burned ih'
chickensi
Lysandcr finished his dinner In silence
though be s,ill made excuses for sll short
comings.
Olympia changed her soiIed dress be
fore tee time and was bsaming with smile
when I.ysander took his seat 1t the tAbls
But the tea had . wi,hy .washy taste. the
butter dish was smeared and untidy. and
the apple saucs Vas insipid and aavorless
The biscuits were light and puffy thii
time. for Miss Catherine had made them
herself.
Lysander had . good disposition. bu
unpalatable food Will disorder the bes,
regulated liver. and upset tbs temper O
an angel, and Miss Catherine soon discov
cred fresh wrinks over her brothers
nose.
One morning Lysander strobe into the
kitchen. where his sister WAS mixing light
bread for she could not trust tito Olym.
pia, who had already spoiled two patches,
which had 10 be thrown TO the pigs.
Catherine" whispered Lysander hur
riedly. '.the ministers folks are coming
up the lane. OF course they'll spend the
day, and do. pray. Catherine. cook ths
dinner YOURSELF Don't let us be disgracsd
in their eyes"
M;,s Catherine saw her opportunity and
seized it.
Cook tie 6.uner myself! Dear me. Ly.
,.oaey how ,,an II" she asked. 1--WE must
ss.e turkey. OF course, and mashed pota'
ICES. and pumkin pies and steamed batter
pudS1sg with lemon sauce. and cabbage
,slsaI Besides, who will entertain the Wis
tors while ! an in the kitchenG Olympiaf
Olympiss PsLaw! shs can't do anything
1t eigglei" grsvled I.ysander, much TO
lis sisters Apal.s1nent.
IN tell you what. Lysander, SAID h's
st,r refectively, I,asxet have some help,
nd Il you'll just saddlosias mare and lead
er a, ,,ound for Huldah kuSb. I'm sure she
1ill CO me. -
And ,Lysander astened to do bis sisters
iddipg.
Dinner was on The table at ,Rrscisely
welye o'clock and the Rev. Mr. SksRAerd
nd his family testified to the excellence
I the richly Drowned tarkey, Juicy and
nctious, the mashed potatoes aAd gravy
he golden-h -hued pies aud the yellow bat
u pudding, with it's rich sauce-ts say
othing Of light. aaky rolls and fresh but
sr.
And when, after dinner, Lysander step.
cd into the dining room for aPtebr q
ater, he could not help observing the
,ntrsst between Huldsh's satin-smooth
raids and snowy eek rftIe and oiym-
as tawuy ribbon and frswEy sair.
"Olympis," said diss catheaine. . coup
Of weeks later, as she took folded pa
,r from the burea drawer, "heres
resent I've got for ', ,u--a new dress. It's
.skst cloth. Aud the res some blue trim
inRs aud silk buttons for you. Aud
d, Olympia, 1 shan't ned you any Iosg'
for my brother is goi ug to be marr'ea
morrow to Miss Huldal Rn sh, and she .
powerful good housekee per. ,'ou know.
"Just what thought. aid Ms. Jones,
hen her daughter Appeared with li.'r bun
Q Of clothes. "You allus was lazy and
,venly, and always will he, I reckon"
I'm sorry went there now, grumbIed
ympia. ITS oil that plaguey old maids
ult, know"
And it was Miss GATHERINGS msss9s.
ent that saved her brother from that
are. But lie never suspected it, Of
urse. Helen w. Clark.