Mower County transcript. [volume] (Lansing, Minn.) 1868-1915, 1884-09-17

nome rampant as usual. The sitting
room was dark and chilly as he stumbled
in,
mo lightp" he demanded, querulous
~.
whats the use of light?" pettishlJ
asked his wife, who was reclining or
the sofa, under an embroidered Afghan
"The fire has gone out half an hour
ago."
"The fire out!" Philo stood aghast
"But why didn't you have it kindled ur
again ?"' .r 5. - ..' .-.-...
Everything goes wrong" grumbled
Josie, with a peevish elevation of he1
shoulders. "The kindlings were wei
and the chimney smoked, and"
well, we'll, my DEAR" said Philo
driven into the unwonted task of con.
ISOLATION, II dare say it will all be right.
"An wrong, more likely" fretted
Josie. ut is so trying; and dinner isn't
ready although it's half-past six-and
the fruit hasn't come for dessert, and
I'm SO discouraged"
"We'u do without fruit, them"
"There's no other dessert"
my dear Josie, it isn't best to let lit
tie things fret yon!"
"Iu discharge the cook tomorrow,
said Josie, acrimoniously.
"Oh, no, my dear! I wouldn't do that
she understands her business remark
ably we'll"
"She burned the oysters yesterday"
"Only scorched 'em that was ALL"
"She is always behindhand with the
meals"
"On the contrary, my dear Josie, she
is generally the soul of punctuality.
Where is my dressing gown?"
II am sure don't know" said Josie,
spiritlessly, "That ohambermaid makes
a rule of putting things just where no.
body can find them"
ooh, here it is, back of the door,
said Philo, @just where she always
hangs it,"
"Then why didn't you look there be-
fore you asked?" demanded his wife.
Mr.. Mayburne found it convenient not
to hear, but poked the fire diligently.
"There you 60, scattering ashes all
over the velvet rug" said Josie, tartly.
Mr.. Mayburne checked himself, and
sat down, shivering, in q rocking
chair.
II wish you would stop breaking that
CHAIR" groaned his wife; my poor
nerves are all in culver. Why don't
they send up dinner?"
"There's the bell now" said Philo,
jumping up with alacrity; "come,
JOSIE"
"Idon't think I care for any dinner,
now that have been kept waiting so
long," said Mrs. Mayburne.
SHOW, my dear Josie, don't be un-
reasonable. I dare say they've got
something very nice for us"
The beefsteak was cold, the potatoes
water-soaked, and the turnips dried like
mummies, while the bread was new and
heavy. Mr.. Mayburne opened his
lips to complain, but Josie was before
hand with him.
my goodness gracious |" she ejaculat-
ed, with uplifted hands and eyes
"Such dinner! Take me away, Philo
7 can't eat a monthful."
"Just little bit of the steak, dear
it's very juicy"
"Not particle!' said Josie, en-
phatically. "Sarah, tell the cook she
may go tomorrow" :.
my dear, my dear, pray consider"
"There's chicken comm ma'am
with bread sauce" suggested Sarah
with twinkling eyes.
"Chicken and bread sauce-the very
thing I detest of all others!" exclaimed
Josie.
II am sure it's very nice" said Philo
"see how savory it looks. Let me Civ
you wing and a little slice of tn,
breast"
cts burnt to crisp"
Burned, my dear? Not bit of it.
"It's raw then under the side!"
"Do try it Josie really think it i
delicious-and here are some steamin,
baked potatoes"
"No," said Josie repulsively, shakin,
her head; my dinner is spoiled-th
enough"
And she walked out of the dinin,
room precisely as her husband had don
the night before. But Phi]o, les
philosophical than his wife, rose an,
followed her.
"Josie, DEAR" he said, hesitatingly, a
she hounced down upon the sofa.
"Well."
aren't you just little-a littl
CROSSE"
Gam II"
"And unreasonable? A triAe So"
"Do you really think SO, Philo?"
Eyes"
$50 do I. T am very cross and out
rageously unreasonable
The dimples had come back to 10
sizes lips and the sparkle to her eye,
Philo looked bewildered.
'But my dear, what do you mean ?"
'Philo," said Mrs. May burne, calml,
"you have only been looking into
looklng-glass.'
Unto looking-glass, my dear?"
Exactly so. During the last hou
you have seen yourself as you appes
to the world. How do you like the r.
hection?"
She laid her hand lightly on h
shoulder as she spoke. Philo Mayburn
sat stroking his whiskers meditativel.
without answering.
"Am I really as disagreeable as that
he asked presently.
yes, quite"
Il hadn't any idea of it,"
Because you have never seen you
self as others see you"
Another silence ensued, and then M
Mayburne spoke again.
Josie, nobody shall ever see m
again in that light
Philo Mayburne kept his word, and |
this day Mrs. Jonesbury has never le
off wondering what mysterious agenc
wrought marvellous change in til
spirit of Philo Mayburne's dream.
'For he amt like the same imam. r
more, he ANTI" truthfully observe
Mrs. Jonesbury.
William Didn't Peach.
From the Wall Street News.l
He was about setting out on a ion