Centre Democrat. [volume] (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1848-1989, 1883-04-26

rite blueberry-pudding, and then re-
treated up stairs, where she packed
the little trunk, which had once be-
longed to her mother, and whose sur
face was decorated with "a. J."-for
Antoinetta Juniper-in brass nails.
II can't live so!' said Nanny. "My
boots are all patches, and Uncle Juni-
per thinks two pairs year are enough
for anybody. My dresses aren't fit TO
DO seen, and Uncle Juniper is always
saying that his mothers calico dresses
lasted year after year. | cant even
put five-cent-piece in the contribu-
tion-plate at church. without Uncle
jumpers accusing me of extravaganza
If he won't pay me the wages which
am sure | earn, will go down to the
Lake View House and help Mrs.
Danesbury make pies and puddings
for her boarders. She told me, long
ago, that she would give me ten dol
lars a month. during the busy season,
to assist her"
Doctor Juniper relishcd his roast
chicken and blueberry-pudding as only
an elderly gourmand can relish the ap-
petizing edibles of this world
Nanny sat opposite him, looking
rather distraite and thoughtful. And
when he had sopped up the last of his
pudding with piece Of bread,
wiped his mouth, and folded up his
napkin, she spoke out:
Uncle, I'm going away tomorrow"
"Be you:' said Doctor Juniper.
"To earn my own living" said Nan
ny.
"Humph" commented Doctor Juni-
per. "Well, suit yourself suit your
SELF
Mrs. Danesbury is going to pay me
ten dollars a month, explained Nanny.
But I'd rather stay with you at half
the price. if"
IN see you-furthcr" said Doctor
Juniper. Il won't pay You a red
| cent"
Very well. uncle" said Nanny.
And SO she went away.
"She needn't think she's going o.
wind me around her little finger" said
Doctor Juniper. Il can get plenty Of
housckeepers for less money that that.
And | won't be imposed upon"
The doctor got his own breakfast
the next morning 1t wasn't SO easy
As he had supposed it would be- The
tire smoked and sulkcd, the coffce-pot
/ tipped over, the fish WAS scorched, and
the eggs overlooked.
"lIang it ALL said the doctor
Things don't taste right anyhow.
There must lc knack in cooking
after all"
He left the unwashed dishes on the
table, saddlcd the roam horse. and set
off Immediately after he hal swallowed
the last drop OF the nayorlcss coffee,
in search of help"
The Widow Kccne was all smiles
when he stopped at her little red cot
tage.
$50 Nanny has gone. has she?" said
the widow. wal. there amt no de-
pcndcncc to be put on gals And you
feel the need Of real helpful COM
panion? I did say. when | buried
Keene that nothin' should induce me
to marry again. but"
The doctor reined up Old Roam 80
suddenly that that meditatiyc steel
jumped of all four legs at once.
Hold onr said he. Il wasn't
talkin' Of matrimony. amt
marryin' man. All | want is hired
help"
do you mean to Insult me z" said
Widow Keane
And she slammed the door in his
face, and Doctor Juniper rode on. much
maryeling at the narrow escape he had
had.
III try Miss Mahala Dickerman."
he concluded. "She amt a widow.
Widows are naturally sly and tricky"
Miss Mahala Dickcrman was more
reasonable Yes, she would come.
But she required her Sundays to her
self, every Wednesday afternoon, the
use Of horse and wagon to take her
to church, and fourteen dollars
month.
"But what is 10 become Of me on
Sunday?" Doctor Juniper ventured to
inquire.
Miss Mahala didn't know. She had