The daily Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1878-1???, 1884-10-09

kitchcn?" she thought; II must 90
and see. feel sure they will break
the crate to pieces in a minute. Oh
dear, oh dear! wish | had taken dear
Franks advice. What are you all do
ing, and where is the dinnerp" said
Grace. 1T is nearing the time.'
Dinner, indeed! If you get supper
1T will be wonder to me-" gasped
Janc, as, armed with an immense fiuc-
brush. she and her assistants were
making frantic raids upon the kitchen.
err, while the smoke poured out in vol
umes, nearly choking poor Grace. who
stood the image of despair, gazing at
the fowls, fish, and joints, that lay
strewn about, getting peppered with
blacks.
whats to be done, Janep" she
stammered, as she covered her golden
head to evade the shower of SCOT, and
caught up her satin robes nervously;
lit is past six o'clock, and Frank was
just saying he felt rather hungry. Can
nothing be donep Couldn't YOU get
some hotel to send in dinnerp''
where's the hotel in this outland.
ish holep' snorted Jane. as she thrust
the broom savagoly up into the offend
ing draughts; ~ can only assure you
that no dinner can be cooked to-day in
this gingerbread affair"
Seeing no hope from the faces of any
of the scared servants, Grace returned
to her husband, and in her pretty coax
ing manner. broke the unhappy tidings
to him, and in less than ten minutes q
telegram was dispatched to the Gros-
venor Hotel, and n recherche little din
ner ordered.
80 that little difficulty is over, my
darling" he said as they drove to
Pimlico; "but don't you think it might
have been better if you had listened to
my advice and spent our honeymoon
at one of those big cold hotels?" this
with q mischievous twinkle in his eyes.
LAS you are mighty, be merciful,"
she said, laughing merrily. 81 had no
idea that the stove wouldn't cook, or
h
That the drawing-room was damp"
he added; toll"
"Fie! is that being merciful, sir" she
pouted.
But further domestic argument was
broken by waiter opening the broug-
ham.door, and Frank assisting her out
into the comfortable hotel.
Thank Heaven we are in q civilized
place at last" murmured the new Ben
edict fervently, as they seated them
selves at an elegantly arranged dinner
table, laden with flowers, bright silver.
and sparkling glass; ''this is comfort,
at any rate"
They both enjoyed their dinner and
pledged each other in rare wine, and
said and did any amount of silly
things, doubtless as thousands of
brides and bridegrooms have done be-
fore; and. if truth must be confessed.
Grace was sadly 10th to return to her
villa at Chaplain; but she was true
daughter of Eve, and determined to
keep her own counsel from her lord
and master.
Here's pretty 60. Miss Grace-l
beg your pardon, | mean Mrs. Whar-
ton" said Jane as the pretty bride en-
tered the breakfast-room next morning,
looking as fresh and sweet as a blush
rose in her azure-blue morning-robe,
with its clouds of lace around her fair
neck and arms.
"Why, Jane, what is the matter
now?' she said anxiously; surely you
can manage to get us some breakfast Of
some kindp"
That's right enough 80 far" groan-
ed Jane; but there's no water for the
masters bath, it's leaked out somehow
through some drafted pipe and soaked
your wedding-dress, and the cake that
your poor dear grandma sent home last
night while you were out at dinner. l
went and unpackcd it at once, thinking
the dress would be better laid loosely
like than crumpled up, and there's tho
splendid cake and satin dress all of
pulp; the flowers, too, all soppy and
spoilt."
This was the proverbial last straw,
and proved too much for poor Grace.
who threw herself on the couch, and
covering her sweet face, burst into n fit
OF tears, exclaiming:
Never will try to get my own way
again! What will dear Frank say? Oh,
oh! he will never forgive mel know
he won't"
In another moment she felt strong
pair OF arms lift her from the couch,
and tender voice whispering in her
ear:
you are right my darling wiley; !
will not forgive you unless you dry
those eyes and have your breakfast,
and then obey your lord, and order
your things to be packed up immodi-
ately for the Continent, whittier | mean
10 take YOU"
"But what is to be done, Frank, about
the cakeP And oh, my pretty dress is
spoilt, that | was to have worn at Lady
Steedman's reception"
Another cake can be ordered; also
dress, quite as pretty as your we'd
ding onei but u smiling happy wife is
not to DO purchased" he replied, kiss.
ing away the pearly but pcnitent tears.
care you happy, darlingp" her hus-
band whispered, as the train neared
Paris.
yes, Frank" she replied earnestly.
truly and peacefully so, because
have learnt n lesson--to listen and re.
spect my husbands wishes"
"And am the happiest man in the
universe for having commenced orr