The Iowa plain dealer. [volume] (New Oregon, Howard County, Iowa) 1867-1895, 1884-05-29
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Tie next morning her trials bAs,an in
good earnest. The master of Brier
Lode was not only fastidious, but ca
pricions rs well, and Kitty soon dis
covered that she was not only expected
to cook the meals, but to wash the
dishes anil blacken his boots beside.
iii die Lefore I'll touch those obi
ous boots said she, rebelliously.
"Ana Ill report You to the master il
yon don't said the old housckeepcr.
Ten ndollars awcck, or Uncle Potipher.
The thought came like flash into
kitty's mind, and she picked mp the
boots. 1t was something she had never
done in her lie before, and, moreover,
in this particular art, she had received
no lessons from SO distinguish d u
teacller rs Miss parloc. 1t wis no
wonder tho horrid boots dill not reflect
to her credit. She put them down in
disgust. Tears came into he: eyes.
The coffee boiled over, the ham was
burning, and tho mullins, that had
promised SO well in the beginning,
were Drowned to crust. Kitty burst
into tears. In the midst Of her dis
tress the hoasckeepcr came into tho
kitchca with an order from the master
to the cook. Cook was wanted in tho
dining-room. Kitty marched upstairs
much against her will and entered the
presence Of her employer, who sat with
his back to the door.
I'll tell yon what it is, cook" erie
out tbs parsonage in strangely fa-
milar voice, rs she walked toward tho
table, Il have friend coming to dine
with me to-day, and there must be
game for dinner"
Kitty was staring hard mt the speak
CT. She remembered that voice only
too well; and here she was, with q
kitchen apron on, and a smudge of coal
dust staining her right cheek cooking
his meals, washing his dishes, and, yes
-blackening his very boots. oh, dear /!
She was on the point of running ont Of
tho room, when the gentleman, sur
prised ut her silence, turned himself
about and stood face to face with his
new cook.
"kitty McCorl!" calculated he in
genuine amayemcnt.
"Oh, John!' gasped Kitty, ready to
sink with modification.
Mr.. Mason didn't stand on ceremony.
Two long arms swung themselves about
Kitty's waist. and q kiss alighted on
tho little smudgy cheek.
"Oh, yon heavenly girl cried John
ecstaticly. you've came to make up,
haven't your"
Kitty remembered her position. She
pulled herself away.
81 came to cook, said she, simply.
"To cook ?"
"You see we've lost all our money.
Mamma aud tho girls have gonc to
Uncle Potipher's, and IL"
And I've been buried up alive in
this ont-of-the-way place for the last
two months, and never heard word oil
it, &. oaned John.
@Of course had to earn money, and
none of my other accomplishments be-
ing available, I thought I would try
cooking. Your housekeeper advertised
| fer cook, and SO l came. did not
know Brier Lodge belonged to you,
though
"Bricr Lodge is recent invest
ment-"
And resign tho situation at once.
added Kitty, composedly.
"Now, Kitty" began John, earnestly,
be serious. / can't live without you
any longer. Let Us make up once
more. Pvo got another ring that will
| just fit ycu, and it's right here in my
pocket this minute, ready for business.
l won't be jealous again. Try me and
sec."
And Fitz Simmonds?"
"Just wear this ring of mine again.
and name an early day for our mar.
riage, and you may dance with Fitz
Simmonds until he drops. Now then.
Kitty burst out laughing.
"Oh, John! How do I look in .
kitchen apron ?"asked she, irrelevantly
You are adorable in anything" as
serted Mason, keeping tight grip or
her. "But that isn't the question, viii
You marry me-quick now.'
"Alr. Mason, Es lnire, cried she, drop
ping courtesy; "dear sir, I will. How
does that suit your"
"That suits mo perfectly"
Miss McCord returned to town tina,
very day, and a few weeks later thcr,
was quiet wedding that made her Mrs
John Mason and put an end forever t,
her flirting possibilities, though ther,
is every reason in the world for DO
licving that at the same time it opened
n vast and never ending sphere for un
limited experiments in cooking.