The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1883-01-11
The New Cook.
J /H1HERE is one thing you
W mustn't forget, Tom!''
csY9 whats that, Emma2,'


tie registry Office and send me up
cook. The new girl is good 70
nothing and the old one can't d.
everything. Young or old, man o
woman, 1 don't care, only send m
up competent cook by 10 o'clocl
t this morning"
d d "Don't look so desperate, sis; II
r remember it. 1 want things il
: pretty good style for Maxwell; he i:
used to it's fond of good dinners
: and 1 guess I'll send you q good
a smart cook, Emma" Mr.. Thomas
. Maye disappeared with a re-assur
) ing nod. He had proyerbially ba6
memory; pretty Emma Maye knew
it very well, yet in this desperate
: emergency she trusted him.
During the two years she had had
! charge of her widowed brothers
family they had been blessed by the
most skillful of cooks; but Joan
had taken a fancy to get married
and her place was hastily supplied
by one who soon proved incapable.
Just st this juncture Mr.. Maye re
ceived tidings that his dead wife's
favorite brother, Arthur Maxwell,
just returned from abroad, would
pay him a visit. From the first
Emma had been nervous over the
responsibility of entertaining this
elegant young man, whom she had
never seen. She was lovely and ac-
complished, but she could not cook
i'm fact she had never tried.
1t was 7:3O o'clock when Mr..
Maye went to town. He took moth
ing but cup of coffee at Z o'clock
and lunched at his favorite restau-
rant at IL o'clock. At $50 o'clock
the Mayes dined and Mr.. Maxwell
was expected by the $40. o'clock
train.
"Therer' sighed Emma, when
two hours after her brothers de-
parture the house was in it's usual
exquisite order and the viands and
flowers sent up for dinner; eff Tom.
doesn't forget. and if he sends up a
good cook, everything will be nice
enough"
She did not dare think of the
possibility of TOMS having for
gotten or that of the cook not com
ing, for any other reason; but when,
precisely at 10 clock, the door bell
rang, secret weight was lifted
from her heart. She ran herself to
answer the summons. A medium
sized, well-dressed, modest-looking
young man stood at the entrance
and she frightened at sight of him.
II am very glad you are so pune
tual; was afraid / should be dis
appointed" she said leading the
way to the kitchen without an in
stants delay. Let me see-1O |
O'Clock. shall have to set you at
work at once to prepare a first class
dinner. We are expecting company
from London; my cook has left me
and L do not myself know anything
about cooking. What is your
nameP' literally bereaving the young
man of his hat and hanging it as
high out of reach as possible.
His reply was rather faint, but
she caught it.
"Mac? You do not look like an
Irishman. But it doesn't make any
difference. Are you good cookY'
The smile of the young man was
rather puzzling. "Tll do my best"
he said pleasantly.
"You see there's nothing in the
house but cold chicken" continued
Emma, unconsciously wringing her
little hands as she continued to ad-
dress the new cook, who certainly
listened very attentively. "But my
brother has sent up some pigeons
to be roasted, 1 suppose"
"Yes'm."
"Can you make a celery salad?"
II think can"
"And Mayonnaise sauce for the
cold chicken?"
'Yes'm."
Can you make Fren ch soupY
II can"
''Oh, well, 1 think you will do,'
beginning to look relieved).
''Be sure the vegetables are not
over-done and the coffee is good
my brother is very particular about
his coffee? And we will have a
Florentine pudding2" with an in
quiring look.
"Yes'm," readily.
The new cook was already grid
ing himself with one of the white
towels that lay on a dresser and
casting a scrutinizing glance at the
range fire.
Quite reassured in spirit, Emma
turned away when she stopped to
add: 81 will lay the table myself to
day, Mac, and fill the fruit dishes
and vases; but if you give satisfac-
tion 1 will intrust you with the key
of the china closet, and will have
the entire care of the table,
And with a gracious nod the
young lady withdrew from the
kitchen.
She piled the fruit dishes with
rosy pears, golden oranges and
white grapes; filled the vases with
roses, lilies and ferns; set clusters
of dainty glasses filled with amber
jelly among the silver and china,
and then, with sigh of satisfaction
at the result, ran away to dress.
'Tll not go near the kitchen to
even smell the dinner. l know
nothing about cooking it and will
trust to luck. 1 have an idea that
Mac is really capable-is going to
prove treasure. His dress was so
neat and he was so quiet and re-
spectful, concluded Emma, leisure
ly arranging her hair.
Her new dress, with its abundant
lace and cardinal ribbons, was very
becoming and fitted the petite,
round figure so perfectly that En-
ma felt at peace with the world.
Il have heard that Mr.. Arthur
Maxwell is very fatidious in the
matter of ladies' Dress" unused En-
ma, twisting her head over her
,, shoulder to see the effect of her sash.
5 81 wonder what his first impression
OF me will be? 1 should like to
have poor Ally's brother like me- y
$ AT length the last bracelet was
+ clasped, the last touch given and
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