The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1885-10-02

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 in n corner, survey
ingthe irreproachable kitchen, and the
little person who had transformed 1t,
with quiet satisfaction.
He chuckled at the sight OF his sons
ODen-mouthed establishment.
I'VE was a littlemiStaken that time,
Burt" he observed, approaching and
speaking in an NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS. ma
and all of us. II ever there was two
more capable. go-ahead girls than
them" ,
The inner door opened gently, and
Della tiptoed in. There waSanod Orot
camphor and liniment about her;
"She's asleep she announced, trl-
umphantly. Il knew could get herto
sleep. rubbing her head, and did.
think she's better.
'.Supper's ready" said Cora, calm
", putting the last potato into the
II might have been because Burt was
so hungry ,orit might have been because
Cora was the cook that he thought
the supper by far the best he had ever
eaten.
But as Mr.. Marsh, comparing notes
afterward. expressed the same opinion,
there must have been sOmefOundatlon
for it.
In truth. a year or more OF expert
ence with the little gas-stOve at home
had taught Cora "a good many things
worth knowing. -.
Il Y was so beat, | deClare.'
said Mrs. Marsh. when her husband
came TO take Della'> place at her bed
side that evening" bradley Har-
wood had come over and the quar-
tette were on the porch Il never
was quite 50 far off from the right
track before. Why. that girl is a reg
ular born nurse. GOunever sawnOth-
inc like the way ShedOne for me And
she slicked up the room IN less than
five minuter better than | could have
done myself. And TO think OF that
little creetur getting supper, and all!
Well, | am beat
Mrs. Marsh concluded not to have
brain-fever, after all. Shefelt so much
better the next day that she insisted
on getting up and going to work.
But she was not allOwedtO do much.
The Young ladies from New York, hav-
inc got their hands in, and thoroughly
ENJOYING the rOomy kitchen, and the
plentiful supply of milk and eggs, and
cooking materials OF all sorts, contln-
ued 10 fuss" as they termed it, over
the stove, and produced a great many
delightful things, which Mrs. Marsh re-
garded with awe, and which Burt and
his father grew enthusiastic over.
"What do you think OF 'em now"
the latter were continually asking her
with sly laughs and winks.
"Well, | never was so beat!" was all
| Mrs. Marsh could say.
The week flew by very pleasantly,
and all too fast. Della and Cora cap
ped the climax by presenting Mrs.
Marsh with a new calico dress-"tore
member them by" they said-and
making it themselves, with a speed and
! skill which took her breath away, and
won any small part of her heart which
might have been uneonquered.
Bradley HARDWOOD called severa
times a day.
"Strikes me they wouldn't be SO fal
out of the wayforfarmers' wives, after
all?" he remarkedto Burt.
And Burt laughed, intellectually.
Their last day was the softest and
suuniest one of their brief week; an6
Bradley brought his Gwo-seated buggy
around for q last drive.
ct has been perfectly lovely, hasn't
it, Dell?" cried Cora, gaily, when thel
stood in their room that night-the!
were to start the next morning.
eyes" said Della, rather slowly.
"What is it?'' said Cora, regarding
her thoughtful face sharply.
"Well, / Was Obliged to tell Mr.. Har
wood about SAM" said Della, reluct
antly; "about our being engaged"
What a coincidencel' cried Cora
with a happy laugh. II was oblige'
to tell Mr.. Marsh that-that I'll com
back in the fall and stay for good
Do you know, Dell, Idon'tunderstan,
it. ] thought at first that they rath
sr disliked us or mistrusted us, o
something, didn' ty
81 think" said Della, who ha,
watched the course OF affairs shrewdl
IL think we have overcome ariducu
lous idea or two they had concernin
us, by a natural and easy process
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