Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1884-03-20


terminei to 20 to Grandover Park this
'ternoon
And she adhered firmly to her reso.
luton.
1t was six exactly when Mr.. Brown
let himself into his house with the
latch-key. Which always depended
from his walch-chain. The gas-jpt
burned softly behind the -colored
shade in the hall, the fire clicked
cheerfully in the CRATE OF the parlor
beyond.
'Humphl' he muttered. She hasn't
come Thought sol There's no such
thing as practical woman now
adsys
At the same moment light, white
aproned little figure came out of the
dinning-room beyond, and Nellie Tor
RANGES voice uttered the words:
"Dinner is ready, cousin John
The old man smiled. He had q
pleasant expression of the face when
he smiled. and Nellie wondered that
she had not before noticed what q
handsome man he was. hi
oh, said he, you did come then. Y
oh, l always keep my engage
ments.' said Nellie 'Punctuality is
the soul of business, isn't it, cousin
John? At least, that's what l used to
write in my copy books at school.
Mr.. Brown patted her hand as she
helped him off with his overcoat.
You're go I'd girl, said he. 81
And in his secret mind he decided
to put mp with any deficiencies in the
cooking of a girl who has such excel
lent business principles.
But, to his Infinite amazement, there
were no deficiencies to overlook! The
soup was on the table, clear as water,
favored like a dream of Soyer's
own! .
The first course was baked trout,
swimming in mince sauce, the second
a pigeon toast. A small and compact
roast of beef ribs was fan liked by a
dainty giblet-pie. and the desert was
fruit. peach tarts, and Bavarian
crcsml
Mr.. Brown ate, and relished, and
wondered, by turns.
My dear, said he at last, when the
cloth was removed and the wine and
walnuts brought on, all this is very
nice. I'll concede that you are tip
top housekeeper. But of course you
ordered all this from Mourate's res
taurant? II
But of course l didn't, cousin
John said Nellie decidedly. "I
cooked it all myself! ca. .a
What, that soup!'
Yes, that soup!
Did you prepare that trout sauce,
and prepare that pigeon" 1t,'ae
Yes, cousin Brown
'.And the giblet pie7 Was that
yours? q
'7es, and the giblet pie! Don't
look So astonisaed, cousin Brown. she
added. laughing. Il may as we'll con !
fess that took course OF cooking
lessons last summer. And / like it Of
all things. especially in a household
like this. where on can command the
very best materials
Mr.. Brown closed his eyes and
maoe a hasty calculation. His life
had been "worried out of him." to
use a mediocre expression, by Ca
PRECIOUS house keepers. inefficient
cooks. and unframed servants. Here,
at last, was a gateway out of all tribu
lations!
my DEAR he said, sI should like
to have you come here and live
AS cook, cousin Brown?'
.No-as my adopted daughter and
housekeeper. l need some one to
take the helm of my affairs. BY Jub
iterl' he added as be recollected the
flavor of the gibletpie, 4 haven't eat
en- such dinner in ten years. ~ nb'
But my mother, hesitated Eleanor,
and my sister Lucetta?
Let them come, too said Mr.
Brown. Bless your heart, my dear,
there's plenty of room in the house.
Can they cook tool?
No, cousin Brown, confessed Mel.
lie.
We'll, perhaps, it's just as well,
said Mr.. Brown There cant be
more than one head to household.
hope you have preserved the recipet
Of that glblet pie, my dear. II was
really something extraordinary
So the Torrance family found q
comfortable refuge for the soles of
their feet. and Nelly's despised accom-
plishment proved the sword where
with she opened the worlds oyster.
And Lucetta sighed and wondered
why she, too, had not taken cooking
lessons.
Nelly is the old mans first favor
ite,' said she. He'll leave her his
money when he dies. And all be.
cause she accepted his ridiculous offer
of turning cook for q living.