West Virginia argus. [volume] (Kingwood, W. Va.) 1877-1946, 1885-09-11
A PLAIN STORY.
What Mess o. Vittles" Camo
Near Being Upset..

Near Being Upset.
''An' next week I'll finish up them
puffs, an then III wash that wooden
wrapper fCT Calista, an Macu be
done" said Miss jana with emphasis
as she remorselessly wrung the last
drop of water from her cloth. and.
hanging the dish-pan on a nail. vigor.
ously rubbed out The sink with bit OF
flannel moistened with kerosene. There
was no one in the little ''but'ry" with
her. but she had habit OF thinking
aloud, Just as her father read his week
ly paper aloud for forty years. 1t was
like telling some one what she thought.
or what she saw, or did. or heard. AS
she stepped briskly across the kitchen
floor voice from tAa back room
called:
Sister,
The squeak in Miss James shoes
gasped helplessly. and then died.
''WellP' said she, interrogatively
Are you going out?'
only jes'to hang these dish-rags on
the fence. What is itP"
iii wait till you come back" said
the voice, and the old rocking-chair re-
sumed its creechy-crawch, and Miss
James shoes tapped little more brisk
~ than before for "A minute had gone
out OF her lifetime while she waited to
hear what her sister had to saw. "l.ooks
kind o ketchin' " she muttered. spread .
ing her towels on the picket fence. and
tipping back her head TO squint one
eye at small black cloud that was
creeping up from the horizon. al
o heve l must try for another mess
o them Strawberries, though; there's
nothln' makes so rich sauce for me -
and Miss Jane gathered up her milk
pans from the cellar door, where they
had been lazily summing themselves
since five O'Clock in the morning, and
went in
She announced herself as "poin'
down to the sou'west corner o. the back
Pastur when she appeared at the
pack-room door few minutes later
Ning calico sun-bonnet under her
cnn; that is" she added eft Won
didn't want nothin' that YOU wanted
me TO keep in for"
The old rocking-chair creaked nerv-
ously few times. and Calista's Iinoers
trembled as she tried TO coax the thread
into the eye of the needle.
Miss Jane waited.
There" CaliSta laid down the
needle, and drew long breath.
DO you remember, sister, what the
minister's wife was saying vesterdayP"
About that slack piece, Serenv Jack
son gong TO be marrledP Can't make
d pudding sauce! Not that Miss Chand-
Ter said anything about that, but lat
uOn know the whole kip
NO, not that, sister. What she said
about the poor children coming out in
TO the country for little vacation Oh
SISTER. laid and thought last NIGHT"
Iallsta choked a little. and then sbe
spoke out bravely-'pVe been tbinkino
why couldn't we take one for the two
Weeks?"
The shot was fired now, and the half
frightened gunner waited for the smoke
70 clear away before she could reckon
the effect on the enemy. Miss Jane
VINO stood for the enemy in this case
certainly wasn't dead, but il was eouaI-
~ certain she was pretty well stunned
wen, she SAID, recovering herself
little after few minutes. II hadn't
thought nothin' about IL, an don't
believe you could stan 10 one dav arr
night, Oalista, and this tiny plant of
an objection being well sproutcd. il
grew with rspidity that almost
amazed the cultiyatOr herself. and
'aiist1 was informed that such "a
Young one, bein uneddeated and I'M
hammered, would bang up the dishe
ttl tne preserve, smash the egg. and
hhI the chickens. worry The cat, and
hnaily cry nights fCg its mother. if n
II .E
pri ed 81 DO hadn Il " added tho good
woman, grimly AN it's two chances
10 one but tWould be q FOREIGNER when
we got it and sar-y ~ that. for YOU
know, Oali-ta, a. well a. ] do that "a
good part OF tbe city is made uu of
foreigners ono kind and another. s"
MISS Jane had empticd her culver.
On paused, but Calis.a was running
her needic slowly through The block Of
punk print "a II every arrow had flown
over her head.
~he laid her work on her knee now.
and looked through the window AWAY
~ me blue bills faat melted into the
hM.Iyn I didn't sleep much Iasf
hght she said gently o shade stole
over bliss Jane. sharp face but Cali.fa
Went on quietly and ] thought ag 7
Ifd % my good clean bed ir4f a. the
Ig.t was coming and heard the birds
sngn2 every whore. and Tie lay-Iocs
brushed against fne window. and they
tine.a go pretty hDuvn. how ri
Chandler said some ~ them dear IHttIe
iHng na'crd meIt rose. nor 20
muen as -eeu any green grass
inc voice ended Id o1. and AI-4
Jane FELT her own eyes grow dim and
T'" '/ed that hcl 1rOng- tower of de-
ielse would iaA ne fingered here
much Longer
|'c rose determ'no6ly and tied her
bouuct-sirngs u snuVpsr knot
There. don feel bad afsouf 30 p, sLe
slii "II think BE- over. and waI
see
Ihar Lord do Thou boz in her
Gao gUIs silently pryaI Che sister
teii q. home. gus she ys,g 1EiI oaeorily.