Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1888-09-22
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Thc EIeye and Loyalty Of a
Pretty E-isi2 Kitchen Girl.

4 very pretty Irish girl was my
one domestic, Katie McCarty, vely
pink and white as TO complexion,
very plump TO figure. blue eyed,
blaek haired trin, tidy and without
q rival in the art an1 science Of broil-
ing steak. making coffee, sweeping,
busting and setting $ room to right.
She was only six months over from
ireland when she came to my door !;
but she had evidently had good train
ing somewhere, a4ld had profted by
it. She hao not reigned long in my
kitchen before The hutcher'5 men and
the grocery fingered q little as they
delivered parcels, ana the coachman
cast admiring gianoes at her as she
opened tie door when his "missns"
lnsdo Ter calls. Ia faet, one of the
FIRST coaehD n III the wsEd, one who
wore the most elegant livery, and
drove the finest turnout in the most
distin .uishcd manner openiy ex-
pressed his ...1IliE ao en st Christmas
time by card ., very magnificent
proportions snd bottle OF very pro-
nounc6d l,ergnloery. Tie stout
young butcher declared TO her one
day, that he sent the tenaerest cuts
il MS fbop 10 Us all for her sake.
Clearly Mite could haye been quite
a belle IL Mex own circle had she
chosen but she seemed to have lit
tie inclination for the distinction.
For IN spite Of Katie's blithe man
ncr, and she carried CHEEKY face,
there seemed 10 lark a shadow of
something like sorrow in her blue
eyes; there was a look that made me
think of that in the face of Evange-
line.
The smile OF derision with winch
this statement was received by the
head OF me house would have quite
demolished a4y one less positive
than |. In she eyes of my friends l
was the ver'est dreamer, romancer,
Who s.w what was uct there.
II ray own estimation vas a wo-
man OF remarkable penetration and
ms iaht. tc0mstances confirmed
this view occton enough to enable me
TO keep s. fair confidence in my own
intuitivo powers; occasional failures
kept my friends from q Ike conf
dence IN no.
She was performing some small
service ia my room one morning, and
was silently adniring tae careful
dexterity og her movements, when 7
Conserved what thought 10 be 1T
tie extra veasiv9ncsg about her.
There WIS a depression "a The "set'
of her dus5;cg csp that did not es-
cape ne.
She was only al Irish servant girl,
one OF tie any Who oomo anu so
am .Ars forgotten, but she was wo-
man, frisndlesa, or SO / thought, in q
strange country. She was member
Of my household Il was not idle
curiosity that LED me to say to her !:
"Kasle, you look q little sad this
morning, A@s anything gone wrong,
Nsnything that / can help? You
must consider ne a friend when you
need one"
"Th>nk you, ma'am," SIC said,
thank you kindly. It's all along o.
the coachman, Patrick Mcclure.
Hes that load OF me, aa'am, that
hell noO be t.,.in' no at all, and that
IS I'll the word 7 can spakc 70 him"
Patrick Mcguire IS worthy
young nan, is nc not ?"
"Ho IS th2t, zna'am."
'',oGasdy, honest and Industrious ~
Sure, he u.s."
lie is good looking, and pleasant
ana kind I heard Mrs. Gray say
9tAey never ha0 one they had more
confidence in in every way"
GOOD looking he is, ma'am. wild q