The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1888-05-18

him into expressing his suspicions or
anxietIcs % his wife.
And 80 ! was left In charge Of fam.
lily consisting Of seven adults and one
child. There Was my aunt Can in
valid). little Flora and her goyerness.
four servants aud myself
"Now. Hannah" said my aunt, the
very earliest possible moment after
her daughters departure. II want
something IL to eat I'm tired Of
stalled OK. embroidered oysters. pol
ished chops and Irish bouillon. For
change I'd like some good old
fashioned ham and eggs. and some
baked beans and brown bread. Tom
told me that you were going to get
gas stove.'
well. I'm not" replied. Il am
going TO cook on my own range ia
my own kitchen. ! shall begin to-
morrow. after have properly prepared
Mrs. Dc Planners for my debut MY
first order will be issued. like Flora's.
from the library"
"OriersP FlorasP" said the In
valid. with sniff. TON Guernsey
will be ruined. l tell you that II my
daughter keeps on with her orders.
Toms fool"
The following morning waited
from nine till half-past ten for
the cook to present herself. Then
she appeared with solemnity and Dig
nifty. Mrs. Dc Hammers was heavy
browed. middle-agcd woman. Of a
florid complexion and Statue Of Lib
crty waist.
This is Miss Cornell. l presumeP"
she remarked.
Yes" ! replied; "and you. sup
pose. are the cook?"
my name Is DE Planners. ma'am.
Mrs. DE Hammers ] am wildly"
was the impressive reply.
What Is your given name?" in
quired. carelessly, to all appearance
untouched by the intended reproof.
The woman's face was aflame.
My name is Margaret. she said;
but II ] may make SO bold. l should
like TO inquire what concern il Is Of
any body's ma'amP"
II am In the habit Of calling my
servants BY their first Names" an
swered. coolly. .'Have you your list
made out. Margaret"
ME list?-me list? What do We
mean by me list? Sure and II il Is the
things ! made for the day. Henry went
for them immajateiy after breakfast. =
"And what is for dinner. Mar
garct?'
''Bless me soul. and the heart Of me
mistress dear. who has gone away OF
TO Californy. and who would niver
have asked me such a question II we
had lived together for twenty years.
And now the cooks tones were exceed
ingly lachrymose. 1T was always:
just what We phase. dear Mrs. DE Flam-
mcrs; you do cook so beautiful that
there's niver any thing left to ask
for"
"You haven't answered my ques-
ton, Margaret l persisted "What
are we going to have for dinncr?"
eth be the coorses that we gencr-
ally have on = Thursday. with new
entry Of pigeons --er-hearts. which l
thought as how might be pleasing to
the sick lady," was the reply. in a
somewhat Modified tone.
! "And that reminds me-" re-
marked. with an ind ifference which |
was far from feeling that shall be
down in about half an hour TO make
some soup for Mrs. Taylor"
The kitchen Is me own vine and
fig-trec. a'am. and none Of me mis-
trcsscs Is ever allowed TO sile their fin
gers there" Mrs. De Hammers re-
piled. 1.-THE kitchen Is no place for q
lady Surely ye ought T. understand
that"
There Is nothing more to say at
present." l remarked. and with a
wave Of my hand toward the door by
| which this behcmoth Of flesh and inn
pertincnce had entered. / left the Ii
brary.
think can say that the experience
Of the next sixty minutes was the
browning experience Of my life had
seen some dirt. and heard Of more, but
this kitchen was a den OF iniquity.
How any deccntly served and favored
food could come from this filthy hole
was mystery. The most expensive
china and the incest Of porcelain pots
and cooking utensils covered the ta-
bles. the sink and the range all
scorched and gummed with the differ
ent accumulations Of ages. The cooks
assistant sat in the front basement
| the servants sitting-room-readiug
novel. A couple Of dozen squads.
nicely picked. lay upon one end Of a
side table. and Mrs. De Planners was
beating some eggs At the other end
There was not single vessel in this
bountifully-provided kitchen that was
| In readiness for my use. The presid-
| ing deity appeared not to be aware Of
nv existence. Mary came at my bid
ding and after tedious scraping and
securing. saucepan was made passa-
bly, clean; just as ! had got my soup