Springfield globe-republic. (Springfield, Ohio) 1884-1887, 1886-08-01
Old iron. Il hnn my WAY

a htpNtt u HlbNt fAItnAlNc SloNt u Ulun knO
whether it was or not, but felt it was wi,
to say sol, "and is warranted to cook a dim,
: for fifteen persons. Ny landlord told me S,
and he is a most respectable man"
''Then the landlord had better come an
( cook the dinner hisself,n - retorted Trotter.
' took no notice of the interruption. "Yo
have probably been accustomed to the old
fashioned open ranges, Trotter, and of cours
you can't be expected TO understand off-han
ell the ins and outs Of a high-claSS affair lik
this. So don't distress yourself; but put o
your bonnet you had better wash your fac
, first, by the way, and fetch pound of har
and beef from the cookshop round the corner
Mr.. Tidd and | will make shift with that 70
this one evening; and tomorrow will ge
; Mr.. Jawker to come and explain matters 3
} us, and then you will get on like house OF
fire.
} You amt likely TO have any house on fir
with that stove" replid Trotter, shaking he
head at it maliciously, as though that summe,
up the measure Of its iniquites. But IN,
calmneSs had its effect upon her, and abou
Soclock Tidd and | sat down, in place Of th,
luxurious banquet we had anticipated, to
plate of ham and beef from the cook shop
Trotter was with difficulty disSuaded from
packing up her boxes and departing at once
but finally agreed to wait the result of th,
visit of our landlord, TO whom sent press
Ing letter the same evening
The next morning Mr. Jawker arrived
He was little man with big head, and q
figure which was presumptive evidence of th,
satisfactory performance of the kitchen range
wherever he resided, and began to he more
hopeful. He carried under his arm an obons
parcel, done up in brown paper.
"A little difficulty with the Treasure eh .
be said, carefully depoSiting his hat on the
| dresser, and beaming afFectionately on the
stove through his spcctacles "Ah, well. well
soon set that right. Finest range in London!
I've brought you the dripping pan"
The whatr' | inquired had heard OF
| dripping pans, but hadn't the faintest idea
| what they were Tidd. arrayed in fiowerv
dressing gown and magnifcently en-
broidered smoking cap, tried to look if as he
knew, but it was a failure Meanwhile Mr.
Jawker Ind begun to unite his parcel
~The dripping pan! why, OF course, the tin
affair that you put under the meat Sarah
here'-('which my name Is Mary Ham -
haughtily interjected Trotter,-"knows all
about it; but this dripping pan is a patent,
made specially TO 90 with the Treasure It's
a Ni<F bpp St l'i pEtStIll range, 4
don't mind making you a present of it. Look
here, dodgy arrangement underneath TO hold
water. Without water, and ventilator shut,
oven only bakes. With water, and ventilator
open, oven roasts. Joint done TO turn,
delicious brown gravy in it, beautiful And
NT. Jawker smacked his lips lovingly at the
recollection. ~Finest stove in London, |
assure you Only wish I'd got it in NV new
10. si.,-
this one
mo doubt the stove is an excellent one,
Mr.. Jawker, l replied, "But We can't get it
to cook at all"
Not cook at - all!" calculated Mr..
Jawker. "The Treasure range not cook!
Why-it'd cook-itd cook-your grand
mother"
Il have no desire to put it to that test"
replied, with dignity. Il shall be quite con
tent If it will cooF leg of mutton. But it
won't even burn
Not burn, The Treasure range not burn
Come, that's good one. Give me handful |
Of wood and some Goals and well soon see if |
it won't burn |
The Goals and wood were produced, and |
Mr.. Jswker, turning back his shirt cuffs. pro |
ceeded 10 lay and light the fire. don't pro
fess to understand that sort ,of thi' 9 myself !
but it struck me that Mr. Jawr-.' was not |
particularly expert, and caught Trotter's
eye resting upon him with a gaze of nIalis-
nant satisfaction. / said to myself: The fire
won't burn" and it didn't. 1t smoked like a
miniature volcano, but burn it wouldn't.
l really felt for Jawker He poked and he
pradded; he opened first one valve and then
aL~sher; then he shut them, and finally
knelt in front of the fire and blew till the
smuts fell thick as leaves in Vallombrosa"
over his face and shirt front, and he looked
like one of those black and white dogs that
run after carriages; but all without avail.
Tidd, with his hands in his dressing gown
pockets began unconsciously to whistle
Cease, rude Boreas,n but suddenly remem-
t-sring himself, tried TO change it into La
donna mobile" with scarcely satisfactory
effect / caught his eye, and saw that he
had come to the same conclusion as myself,
viz, that JGwker didn't know a bit more
how to make the stove burn than we did.
But he was far too artful to say so.
Wants cleaning" he said, as he got up and
iusted the knees of his trousers with his
pockethandkerchief "Flue's choked with
'oot, thas's what's the matter. | tell YOU
what, I'll send you my builder, Bigsby He
Knows all about the Treasure he's repaired
I lots Of times; I'll tell him to come and clean
I thoroughly, and just start it for you Every
hing depends on a good start When yoS,ve
,nce made a start you'll be all right, depend
Ipon it." Whereupon he made a start HIM
elf, and departed.
Tidd and | dined cut that day Trotter
made shift, believe, 10 fry some eggs and
,acon in the back kitchen, which, fortunately,
lid not possess high-class range.
The next day the builder arrived; a cautious
nan, who wouldn't commit himself to any
hing. To our various suggestions as to the
ause of the non-success Of the stove he merely
epled that he shouldn't wonder, but he
knowed it was & rare good stover He ac-
ordinSly took it carefully to pieces, and sub
equsntly put it carefully together again, ex-
racting in the process, and distributing about
he premises, SCOT enough, as it appeared to }
ne, to load a barge. His only remark during }
be process, intended apparently to be con- {
olatory, was that SCOT was rare good stuff '
or killin' earywigs" On my putting it 70 I
i'm where on earth we were to get earwi !
Rough to consume all that soot be scratched q
is head and candidly confessed that he DIDN'T a
now. Having completed the demolition and S
Of the stove, he smiled Ia pre-
nature smilel, and, having laid the fire. pro- q
eeded to light it. That is to say. he lighted c
he paper and ths wood, but there the matter l
nded; the Goals might have been cabbases. n
or any infammability they appeared to pos v
ss Our "Treasrrs' persistently declined 10 L
u wooed from its chSsts coldnsSs 1t did no. C
noke quito 50 much Is before, but as fsr a t
Eat WAS concerned Il don't say dirt you II
light have sat upon il without Inconvenience. b
he builder went through the same perform h
nee OF opening and shutting valves that MIR. d