Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1885-09-18
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he might have gazed az princess IN
her silks and velvets?
eyes, they We come, he said, with o
sigh, as he leaned over the fence to ex--
change a word or two with Bradley
Harwapd. his friend aud neighbor.
''rheyhre very nice looking.
Don't say SO, said Bradley, smil-
ing. I'll be over" a.s. sS II. y. t q
He was. over that very evening, and
the four sat out under the naples, on
shawls and foot-stools, and enjoyed
the moonlight and the soft, warm
breeze. = ~ fEt'.t ..I
Burt sat near Cora; Bradley, sitter
one admiring look at Della's smooth,
dark head and sweet brunette face, sat
down at her side, and seemed content
to remain there. r.
"Idon't know what I shall do.
said Mrs. Marsh, anxiously, address
ing her husband from the window
where she sat watching the group
under the trees, ''if Burt goes
to making fool OF himself with
that girl. What kind of q farmers
wife would she make? She couldn't
lift a finger; she'd sit down and urlup
her hands, and want maid to wait
| on her" =
Mrs. Marsh was almost in tears as
she Finished she was quite in tea1s
when she went to Burt in his room
later, and repeated her warming.
IT told her she needn't worry said
Burt when he reported this interview
to Bradley Harwood next day. II
know what I'm about as well as the
next one, I hope. OF course they're
pretty girls, md bright, and ladylike,
and all that, but they wouldn't do for
plain fellows like us, with our livings
to make-even if they'd have us
mo, of course not said Bradley,
promptly.
But he came over that night, and
sat under the NAPLES with Della again,
with Burt and Cora not far away; and
he brought his new two-seated buggy
around the next afternoon, and the
| four went off for q long drive through
| the leafy country roads.
Della and Cora were quite carried
away with their beautiful surround
ings, and Burt and Bradley were guilt
lily happy in being with them.
1t was ON the third day after her
| boarders arrived that Mrs. Marsh came
| down with sharp attack Of rheuma-
tism. Rheumatism was what the
! doctor pronounced it; but Mrs. Marsh
was firmly convinced that it was the
| forerunner OF a brain-fever, brought
on by worry Of mind. ;
! cit was too much for me-" she said
to her husband, who stood over her
bed in helpless DISTRESS ITO see that
boy getting more and more took up
with that good-for-nothing, helpless
little critter! I couldn't stand it.
4 What with the extra Is ork& and all,
it's brought me to this! If de- she
went on, solen,nly, 'promise me you'll
do your best to keep him from marry
ing that girl, that would make his life
a burden to him! i could die happy
if | was easy about that en-
Mr.. Marsh promised. ~ %#~$ 4
"Well, them" said his wife, coming
back to practical subjects, more cheer
fully, "tell Burt to harness the horse
this minute and see if he can get a girl
to come and stay week or two, till
I'm over this. The work can't be let
go, with them here" /.
| Only those untortunates who have
travelled and retraveled sparsely set
tied rural districts in search OF a
':hired-glrl," can appreciate the
miseries Burt endured that day.
Suffice it to say,that he returned, TO-
ward night, thoroughly tired out and
marvelously hungry-and alone, hav-
ing raped ut'the doors ct a score or
so OF houses which had been supposed
to contain rare treasures III the do
nestle line, only to find that they had
already been secured, or had conclud-
ed not to 'twork out" this summer.
He put the horse into the barn.. and
went into the house rather slowly.
What would his mother say? And
how wouldthey get along? ItwasIvery
unfortunate
A Whit of boiling coffee and broiling
ham hoated out to him as he heared
the kitchen; and vision Of his father
laboring over the stove and spelling
the supper, brought smile to his face.
A moment more, and he stood in
the kitchen doorway, staring in be-
wilderment at the scene before him.
Cora, with her blue lawn replaced
by q darkergo gown, which was half COW
cred by one. of Mrs. Marsh's checked
aprons, was turning the broiler over
the Goals with one hand, while she lift
ed off the potato kettle with the other,
her fair cheeks becomingly Redeemed
by the heat.
The table was carefully set; the pile
of dirty dishes which had been wait
ing for the hired girl had disappeared;
the floor had been swept, and the
stove had been polished.
Mr. Marsh sat III corner, survey
ing the irreproachable kitchen, and the
little person who had transformed it.,
with quiet satisfaction.
I He chuckled at the sight of his sons
.tEopen-mouthed establishment.
eve was little mistaken that time,
EBurt," he observed, approaching and
:Espeaking in All undertone-''your ma
and all of us. If ever there was two
more capable, go-ahead girls than
them -.,..M -,
| The inner door opened gently, and
Della tiptoed in. There was an odor OF
camphor and liniment about her.
"She's asleep.'' she announced, tri-
umphantly. II knew Icould get her to
sleep, rubbing her head, and I did.
think she's better"
Il "Supper's ready" said Cora, calm
ly, putting the last potato into the
| It might have been because Burt was
SO hungry or it might have been because
Cora was the cook that he Thought