The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-04-12

the youngest Mir. WickiifTe's knee, bu, he pretends not to see ii, and so do |.
 "Dar," says May Laglin in astonish- ment, as she scrambles to her feet. dat dish done bus" With this piece of un- necessary information, She departs for the kitchen with wai,erfui of destruction.
 By this time Tubbie is in high state of giggle, and as Henry and the ,wo MT Wickiiffes are smiling, am irresistibly drawn into the merriment, and we enjoy ourselves a, May Laglin's expense until she reappears.
 Remembering that aunt Cindy made up piece of dough the size of my head, think in spite of frelations and fellow ser wants, may safely send for warm bread, so give my order, and May Laglin goes back, but in a minute returns, sets the cold bread by the youngest Mir. Wick life, and says blithely:
 " Nanny she say 'tain't-m interrupt her with a look, and bending over a bunch of daffodils and narcissus near him, NIT. Wickliffe says how sweet they are, and that he had TO idea our flowers bloomed so early. Then he asks me if I am fond Of them, and If l plant many. try 10 answer cheerfuliy. bu, my hear. sinks lower and lower. and by ,he time the pudding arrives, l wish had never been born.
 Now, the thing May Laglin has lust sei down before me, is wha, the receipt booss call the Queen of puddings. and i' requires liberal allowance ofmilk and eggs, with some bread crumbs: but as our cali was with the COW this morning. l made up Tn water what ! lacked in milx. Then as eggs are scarce, l only pa: IT ore. and somehow when cut the pudding, II doesn't look ex tct,y like the book said t would. am sure the gen. tlemen will admire ,he artistic effect of the mefengue and ielly on top. but what m the world will they ,ilnk of the hard brown mess benea,h:,
 = Is this made by your new receipt for pudding. lida: asks good-naIared Henry, tasting IL.
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 :. It's very nice" says the youngest Mir. Wlcklffe. eating his with the utmost po- llteness. never a,e anything exactly like II before
 Poor youth from the palior that over spread his face few minutes after. can readily believe that he never has.
 I'm sick says Tubbie, getting down from his chair, and leaning agains, Henry. = ole puddin's so awful nasty"
 The gentlemen politely ignore this un- tell'ng remark. but it goes to my heavy heart, ard sit on the verge of tears. untll they leave the table. An hour af- ter dinner, there is break in the weather. and sitting 5y the fire in my room. see uncle Dick lead around two horses. 4 minute after, hear our guests talking to Henry or the gallery, and then they ride away. With deep sense of reliei. set tie myself in my big hair. and think ,ha, they are gone.
 The fire is warm and comfortable. ar | am almost asleep. when ! am aroused by the sound of horses feet cla,tcrins over the bridge that leads to he house.
 Neitie. y cried ioyG.ly. and rush 10 my window, which opens on the iron, gallery but no Nettie IS visible. and, oh heavens the two Mir. Wickliffes are rid- ing through the gate
 They are going ,o stay all night" l think desperately, but no" Ne had only gone short distance, cries the eldes, gal!y to Henry as he goes ou, to mee, them. when We both wanted to smoke. and found ,ha. neither had match, and as there was not house near we though; we d return and trouble you for light"
 Henry calls 10 Aunt Cindy to send him some matches, and then renews his invi- tatlon for them to stay all night, bu, they must push on. they say, as they are due twenty mics from here tomorrow.
 This gives me infinite sa,isfac .ion. and knowing that Henry brought home dozen boxes of matches last week. feel no uneaslness on that score, so stop to take good look al our guests, while they wait.
 Mir. Wicklife is quite gay. and cor verses freely. but his brother Is silent. and looks th-ee shades paler than he did be- fore dinner. knox he planes me. bu, he would not, am sure. if he just knew that the pudding is no heavier on his than it is on my conscience.
 Suddenly my spirits go down to zero, for across the yard darts the handmaiden Tn her big shoes. her wraps standing i straight up in the wind, and in her hands i two corn-cobs, between which she holds 4 live coal.
 Why. May Laglin." says Henry, why | didn't you bring the matches ?-
 Cause" says May Laglin. eagerly. i and breathing very hard, cause. Mos henry, nanny she say tain't no mo-"