The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1886-08-27

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know"
ooh, we'll, it don't matter, said Mrs,
Dorking, with a melancholy sniff
I'm only a poor creetur, l shant both
er nobody very long" -.
"Hev a little more bacon, Maria =
soothed her husband.
But Mrs. Dorking, who had already
eaton enough bacon for a work1ngman
| both the fried eggs, a slice OF bread and
| butter, and drank about apint Of coffee,
| shook her head, and fell back on Her.
vey's Meditations Among the Tombs:"
II won't be gone long" said Daniel,
cheerfully. "And I'll fetch a bit O
| fresh meat to cook for dinner. P'raps
you'd fancy a steak or a chop. Salt
meats a gettin' sort O. m~onotonous.
But Maria declined to notice this re-
mark at all, and poor Daniel crept away,
believing himself a heartless poltroon,
and his wife II pessHGuted angel.
II don't see how on earth I'm going
to get along this way" said she. Them
clothes is friz as stiff as boards, and
ought to be took in and dried round
the stove; and the chickens amt been
fed, and the soft, soaps spilin', and the
apples need to be picked over, and the
potatoes is all spilin' down cellar, and
nv stockings is full O holes, cobble 'em
as I will, and Maria won'th hear to no
hired help. And my neuralgy was pref
ty bad last night. I'm most afeared
I'm goin' to break down. I've half a
mind to go over and talk to Getchey's
folks about it."
It was just a week afterward that the
younger Mrs. Getchey made her APP
pearance in the bedroom of the melan-
choly Mrs. Dorking.
Glow are you feelin' to-day" she
asked, in the carefully modulated &C
cents OF sympathy.
Mrs. Dorking shook her head back
ward and forward among the pillows
with closed eyes.
"Tm mis'able, thankee," she said.
at must be a comfort to you havin'
Abby Jane here" said Mrs. Getchey,
seating herself in the Splint-b ottomed
rm-chair beside the bed.
"Havin' who?" said Mrs. Dorking,
OpenIuS n6F eyes Wlue.
"Why, Abby Jane-the young wom-
an your husbands got down stairs to
help with the homework, you know"
explained Mrs. Getchey.
Mrs. Dorking sat up in bed.
"a young woman" she repeated, ito
help with the housework?"
Mrs. Getchey nodded.
"Dan1 wasn't goin' to say nothin'
about it to you" said she. "He calcu-
lated it would only fret and worry you.
But he found he couldn't get along and
do everything himself. And Abby James
right smart. jest wish you could see
how white the clothes is out on the
lines. And how nice she's secured up
the kitchen tins and bleached the old
curtains and polished the brass candle
sticks! She's a one to turn off work, now
/ tell you'll"
"Wel!" calculated Mrs. Dorking.
"She's a bakin' pies, now" said Mrs.
Getchey "dried apple, with plenty of
fennel seeds; and pumpkin, and a cram
berry tart for Elder Swift. Elder Swift
is to be here to tea, and he's dreadful
partial to cranberry tarts and short
cake"
Mrs. Dorking turned very red in the
face.
"Invitin' company, be they?" said
she; "and cookin, a lot O. things in my
own house and never c~onsultin' me!
Him and his hired gal, indeedl"
"Dan1 calculated you was too feeble
to be bothered" said Mrs. Gretchey,
consollngly.
II amt so feeble as he'd like to make
out that I bel" muttered Mrs. Dorking.
II was a thinkin' a spell ago about SIT
tin up a little while. Just hand me my
stockings, will you, Aurilla Ann?"
II wouldn't try to sit up" said Aurilla
Ann; you amt able"
"Yes, / bel" snapped the hypochon-
driac. who's the best Judge of my
feelings, you or me? What sort of a
lookin' gal is this that's bossin' my
kitchen while I'm in bed?n.
"As pretty as a pink" said Mrs
Getchey; Cheeks as red as peonies
hair as black as a coal; and she steps
off as light as a thistledown.n
@Humphl" said Mrs. Dorking.
"Giye me my double gown, Aurilli
Ann. / mean to see arter this business
myself; and if Daniel Dorking thinks
I'm goin' to put up with such treatmen'
as this"
Better take my ARM suggested
Mrs. Getchey.
But the late invalid impatiently re
jected her offered assistance.
"Lemme alonei' said she; II cal
walk as well rs ever I could. VIII,
shouldn't IL"
And Mrs. Dorking went down stair,
into the sitting-room, where her spous'
sat very close to a pretty young woman
both engaged in examining the pages q
a Universal Atlas
Mr.. Daniels hand rested Familiarity OF
the pretty girls shoulder, and the pref
fy girls braids Of black hair we're clos
to Daniels own iron gray locks.
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