The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, 1885-12-10
IL COOKS DOUBLE.


THE COOKS DOUBLE.
Jonathan Savage, having bought
4 house out of town, and comforta-
oily established himself and family
therein, found himself in want of a
cook.
A young girl applied for the situa-
ton.
When questioned by her new mis-
iress, the girl proved respectful and
apparently capable.
She stated that she had been brought
np as a cook.
She gave her name as Peggy, and de-
slared herself anxious to suit.
And having given satisfactory an
swers to all interrogatories, she took
her way to the kitchen, where she set
herself zealoGsly to work without de-
lay.
"a perfect treasure" Mrs. Savage
Enthusiastically a perfect treas
are"
There was no cause to change
heir opinion the next day, nor the
aext.
On the third night, however, Mr..
Savage vas surprised, on alighting
from the train, to see Peggy in her
black straw hat and waterproof cloak
standing on the platform.
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answer him.
And he fastened home, wondering
what had happened that the 'treas-
are" should have been dismissed so
suddenly.
To his sarprise, Peggy opened the
ioor for him.
"Weil, Peggy. you must have walk
I'D fast to get here before me-" he said,
pleasantly.
Peggy made a courtesy, but said
nothing.
81 saw you at the station, didn'tI?"
sad Mr.. Savage.
please, sir, l don't know" said
Peggy.
You've been tbere?"
"Not to my knowledge, sir"
"Her way of being polite and Ieav-
ing it all to me-" said Mr.. Savage to
himself.
But though he discovered that Peggy
had not left the house all day he could
scarcely believe that he had not seen
her.
That very evening another odd thing
happened.
Little Thomas Savage going to look
ior a lost chicken, came in with a
story.
Il thought 1 saw a ghost, mother"
he sad. sit was standing by the
well, looking ever so funny; but just
as l was gong to run L saw it was
Peggy, all wrapped up in something"
peggy has been standing just there
chopping meat ever since you went
out," said the mother, pointing to the
kitchen door.
1t was no more Peggy than if was a
ghost, but the boy persisted in his
statement.
He was so obstinate, indeed, that he
was sent to bed in some disgrace for
contradicting his mother.
Mr.. Savage slept late mex morning,
and was aroused by the breakfast bell.
AS he hurried down stairs consulting
hfo rofoI ha go" tho fIn0r nf fhn chr
wants room, which opened en- the
stairs-the room being built over the
understanding slightly ajar.
And as he looked, a dark face, n
rircled by a night cap peeped out, and
hand, with a white frail about it,
pushed it to.
Peggy's face, Peggy's hand, without
q doubt.
Had to get breakfast yourself my
dear?" said Mr.. Savage, as he took his
scat at the table.
"Oh, no." replied his wife. 'Why
Hid you think so?"
And at hat moment Peggy, in her
ordinary dress, walked into the room
with q plate in her hand.
singular" said Mr.. Savage 10 him.
self, but made no further explanation.
1t was a month since Peggy's en-
trance into the family, and she had
given every satisfaction.
Still it was plain to be seen that
something was the matter.
Miss Olivia had come 10 reside with
them, and every n was well, but
Mrs. Savage looked anxious.
So did her sister.
So also did Mir. Savage.
The ladies exchanged mysterious
Chances with each other, and the gen.
.ueman often shook his head warn