The Northern Pacific farmer. [volume] (Wadena, Minn.) 1878-1885, 1885-08-20
DONNA ISABELLA"
Elizabeth H. Bohan in Chicago Tribune

our eastern trip to the cozy little home
Whiting for us. I was teacher; Louis
q bookkeeper. All our savings were in
bank and were the nucleus around which
our dollars were to cling until there was
enough to buy US home. was strong
and we'll and was going to do my OWL
work. Why, I just laughed at the idea
Of having servant. "What work was
there to do, said, "in house Ill newly
furnished and with only Louis and me
in lt?"
"Havo you everything you want,
love?" asked Louis the first day after
our housekeeping
"Why, yes, think so; let me see
bread, butter, meat, vegetables, sugar,
tea, cotfee-but there! we have no milk.
"Where shall I get milk, LOUISE"
"I'm sure don't quite know, dear;
milkmen go about the streets; I've seen
them with their tin cans hundreds of
times. wonder who that nice looking
little woman next door gets hers
FROM"
Don't you think I'd better run over
and ask her?"
II don't know that it's just the thing,
pet; you see, she hasn't called on you,
and"
"Called why, how could she when
we only got back last night? I'm sure
there could be nothing wrong in my
going to her door and ask her to be so
kind as to tell her milk man to bring
us milk, too"
mo, Of course there couldn't" said
Louis, so he waited while I ran over.
"A little girl brings her milk, and she
says they arc clean people, so J. asked
her to send to us also. She seems to
be a nice little woman" said I when [
returned.
"Well, now you are all right; I'll be
off," and Louis kissed me and went
down to the store.
0, that first dinner! You SEQ I knew
very little about cooking, and cooked
three times too much, and it was not
done nicely either, but Louis only
laughed and said: "What could be ex-
pected of school tcacher?" and that
he twas sure in months time I would
be the best cook in that street, " and that
it was "the best dinner he had over eat
en- anyway, because the best little wife
in the world cooked it," Then laughed
and we were just as jolly as could be.
Just as we had finished there was
timid knock at the kitchen door and the
little girl with milk entered.
"Come right into the dining 1oom."
I said, II want to give you some cake.
Have you little sisters and brothers on
"Ycs'm."
"Well take this cake to them, said,
filling her pail. CHOW what is your
name?"
"Donieisabelle.
"What?"
"Donieisabelle."
"Good heavens, Louis! Can she
mean Donna 1sabella?"
"Yes'm," said the child with pleased
smile.
There was o dreadful pause. Louis
eyes were wider open than had ever
seen them before. He did look so ridicu-
lOus.
"O-ha-yes-there-you may go
now. "Good night, stammered. The
door closed after her, and then I re-
lieved myself. laughed until the tears
rolled down my face, and Louis took me
on his lap and we both laughed.
. All me, what little thing it takes to
make young, happy people laugh. II
seems to me as I look back that Louis
and were laughing nearly all the time
in those days.
"You did not tell Her Majesty to
keep on bringing us MILK" said Louis
at last.
II was too overcome, but one of her
rank will surely know enough without
being told," returned. And she did.
The next evening as we were at dinner
the little, timid knock sounded, and in
walked Donna Isabella and little
brother no less doleful looking than
herself; both pale thin and red haired.
"What is his name ?" I asked, indicat-
ing the boy.
"Prince Albert, she answered quiet
ly.
"Ah? and what are the others
named?"
"There's Victory, an Marylouise, an
Lizabeth, nm Yongerry, an Josephine,
an George-third, an-an'-"
Henry the Eight, I suggested.
"No'm, but maybe the baby'l be he.
'Tisn't named yet"
"Good Lord, deliver us, cried, look
ing at Louis for the first time.
"The group would be more artistic,
dear, with Henry the Eight It's pretty
hard on Maria Louisa and Josephine to
be compelled to live in the same house,
but Napoleon is absent, you'll observe,
so if we let Henry the Eight appear he
will, no doubt, appropriate them both,
so unless Napoleon should make his ap-
pearance in some future. time-and we
must hope that this catastrophe--"
prince Albert, do you like apples 81
"Yus, do"
''Of course you do, take these; there
now, would like to see the rest of the
royal-that is, bring one of the others
tomorrow. Let me see, Elizabeth;
always thought I should like to see
Elizabeth. What a pity Raleigh OF
Leicester can't como with her. Good
night, don't forget to bring Elizabeth,
after that we may arrange an audien ce
with Victoria, and-well, I don't know
about George the Third. I'm afraid he
is not very presentahle, but"
20, he can't walk yeti" exclaimed
Donna Isabella.
could not begin to relate all the
sport we had about that family. We
had them all, one after another, except
ing George the Third, who could not
walk, and the baby. There was no end
to the harmless jokes we perpe-
trated upon them, there was no end to