The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1884-05-29

Lodge-in anwser to her question as to
the distance and direction Of that do
sired haven. With quaking heart.
Kitty climbed into the democrat
wagon.
aReally this n horrible thought
she, as the hired man took seat be-
side her and calmly explained the mer-
It's of the team. and finally asked her,
after some skirting round the corners.
if she @had q steady Teller? an il she
hadn't, why she might count on him for
regul Sunday night business, i:
she'd only say the word"
However. they were not long in
arriving at their destination, and with
out more ado the new cook was in
stalled in her new domain.
The first thing to be done was to pre-
pare the supper. Kitty thought Miss
Parloe was failure when tho fault
| finding lord OF the Lodge returned the
eggs for the fourth time before he
would condescend to eat them.
I'm glad 1 WASN'T born man," said
Kitty, as, flushed aud tired, she gave
the obnoxious eggs the fourth twist at
the blaze and sent them back again by
the waiter. "Those eggs in the begin
ming were cooked Ia Parloe to turn
1t II worth ten dollars a week to serve
such fault-fnding master as this
one is.
The next morning her trials began in
good earnest. The master of Brier
Lod re was not only fastidious, but ca
pricious as well, and Kitty soon dis
covered that she was not only expected
to cook the meals. but to wash the
dishes and blacken his boots beside.
I'll die before I'll touch those obi
Gus boots, said she. rebelliously.
sand I'll report you to the master If
you don't" said the old housekeeper.
Ten dollars week, or Uncle Potipher
The thought came like flash into
Kitty's mind, and she picked up the
boots. 1t was something she had never
done in her life before, and, moreover,
In this particular art, she had received
no lessons from so distinguished a
teacher as Miss Parloe. 1t was no
wonder the horrid boots did not reflect
to her credit She put them down in
disgust. Tears came into her eyes.
The coffee boiled over, the ham was
burning, and the mullins, that had
promised so we'll in the beginning,
were Drowned to crust. Kitty burst
into tears In the midst of her dis
tress the housekeeper came into the
kitchen with an order from the master
to TIE cook. Cook was wanted in the
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 You what it is, cook" cried
out this parsonage in a strangely ia
miliar voice, as she walked toward the
table. Il have friend coming to dine
with me to-day. and there must bo
game for dinner"
Kitty was staring hard at the speak
er. She remembered that voice only
too well; and here she was, with a
kitchen apron on, and smudge of coal
dust staining her right cheek-cookine
his meals, washing his dishes, and, yes
-blackening his very boots. Oh, dear
She was on the point of running out OF
the room, when the gentleman, sur
prised at her silence, turned himself
about and stood face to face with his
new cook.
kitty McCord" calculated he in
genuine amazement.
"Oh, Johnl" gasped Kitty, ready to
sink with modification.
Mr.. Mason didn't stand on ceremony.
Kittys waist. and kiss alighted on
the little smudgy cheek.
"Oh, you heavenly girl cried John
ecstaticly. you've came to make up,
haven't your
Kitty remembered her position. She
pulled herself away.
Il came to cook, !" said she, simply.
ITO cook ?"
~You see we've lost all our money.
Mamma and the girls have gone to
Uncle Potipher's, and -
And I've been buried up alive in
this out-of-the-way place for the last
two months, and never heard word OF
it," gtoaned John.
"Of course had to earn money, and
none of my other accomplishments be-
cooking. Your housekeeper advertised
for cook, and so 1 came. l did not
know Brier Lodge belonged to you,
though"
"Brier Lodge is recent invest
ment-"
"And I resign the situation at once.
added Kitty, composedly.
"Now, Kitty" began John, earnestly,
be serious. l can't live without you
any longer Let us make up once
more. I've got another ring that will
just fit you, and it's right here in my
pocket this minute, ready for business.
] won't be jealous again. Try me and
see."
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 l look in a
kitchen apron ?"asked she, irrelevantly.
"You are adorable in anything" as
sert ID Mason, keeping tight grip on
her. "But that isn't the question, will
you marry me-quick now
"Mr. Mason, Esquire, cried she, drop
ping q courtesy; dear sir, will. How
does that suit you?'
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