The weekly sentinel. [volume] (Winston-Salem, N.C.) 1886-1887, 1886-11-25
CHAPTER XXX.

II. Jones, Of Neao Berne, N. c., Author
of"lfiss LittIejole'a.''
CHAPTER XXX.
For one whole week / religiously
lived up to my good resolution, aston
ished even my own self by my even
ness of temper, and really began to
congratulate myself, as having passed
the turning point in my turbulent dis
position, and beholding afar off some
probability of one day developing in
to remarkably sweet-tempered old
maid, but alas. all things earthly
have their termination, and so did my
felicitous frame of mind.
For on Tuesday the 30th, my whole
structure of good conduct fell in con-
fusion
Mother had resolved to give Leon
ard and myself small birthday COM
pany, prior to his departure on Fri
day, and set the time two days before
the anniversary, in order to have Kit
ty present, who expects to leave on
leave on Thursday for trip to Flor
ida.
Now while we don't call it party,
mother must make considerable ado,
not being able to put "before the war
times" out of her mind, and accept
the present as a new era, therefore
while uperintending some of the ex-
ira preparations, Hetty's successor, as
green mortal as ever was seen, in
auspiciously for me, broke an old
china bowl, an heirloom, and one of
my especial pets.
Of course the whole torrent of my
wrath fell in relentless anger upon
the open-mouthed terror-stricken of
fender, and to make matters worse,
whom should l ascertain to be an eye
witness of the thrilling scene, but our
guest himself, which aggravates me
still more, for what woman is there,
who even if she does despise the man,
to whom she is only polite, on account
of his being an inmate of her house,
desires to be seen in faded dress,
enveloped in a cooking apron, hair up
in crimping pins, with face the color
of red flannel.
For once in my life, 1 confess, I
momentarily lost my selfesteem, and
lowered my eyes, ss they met his gaze.
The new girl embraced this favora-
BILE opportunity to vanish, while Leon
ard entered the pantry, the scene of
the tragedy, and advanced towards
the spot, where the demolished prop
erty lay in heap of confusion. He
stopped and collected every piece,
avowing his intention of mending it.
If he had only taken himself off,
and left my anger to cool in solitude,
how grateful should have been. His
presence was an increased aggrava-
ton, and he kept so continually and
persistently following me about, that
l wished him, half audibly too, in
Jericho.
Who on earth could make cake,
with man witnessing the, by no
means, graceful operations, no human
soul could submit patiently, and GER
tainly my stock was about exhausted.
At last [ became desperate, for
something in his manner, as well as
face, told me was doomed to have
his company.
There was no means of exit, as he
stood between me and the door, thus
barricading the way.
[ felt so vexed to be seen working
dough for the bread, 1 expect he
thought the strength expended upon
it equalled SIMPSONS.
Again when / broke the eggs,
dashed the shells with so much vim
on the shelves, that half of them
rolled off, and fell on the floor, which
gave him employment.
l didn't utter one word for ever SC
long, and I think anyone with hall
sense, would have taken the hint, and
left body in peace, but such are the
fruits of so much intimacy, permitting
strangers to go about the house as i
they were indeed at home.
As last resort of amusement, he
began to whistle. seating himself, as
many q time n lis boyhood, pon 8
barrel; how I wished it contained
lard, and the cover would slide, pre-
cipitating him into its contents, fol
when | am nervous and wrought up
whistling is just the last straw on the
/. camels back, SO turning very abrupt
ly towards him, and ceasing my labor
said, in as self-possessed tone, a,
l could command, but which sounded
decidedly furried, @will you pleas,