The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1888-07-20

looking ruefully at the platter of fried
pork in the center of the table, thanked
on either side with dish of apple sauce
and huge loaf of wheat bread.
81 wish we had silver forks and glass
goblets, like Hattie Andrews folks" said
Kathie, hurriedly removing their brown
jackets, and tumbling them into the blue
earthen dish which Lettie brought from
the closet.
"Well, if Mrs. Hunter is as hungry as
l am, she won't think of anything but
her dinner" exclaimed Arthur bringing
up the chairs with a good deal of noise.
That apple sauce is scorched, Rosa Bell;
l smell it. Father won't relish that"
"Well, can't help it," answered the
girl, in discouraged tone. "He needn't
have sent Martha off just at this time. +"
''It's all right, DEAR" said a'pleasant
voice behind her, and Orphies slipped into
her seat at the head of the table.
She had changed her wedding dress for
simple calico, and white apron was
tied about her trim waist. martha was
getting old, Rosa Bell. We want a
younger maid of all work. Never mind
the forks, Kathie, have some better
ones in my trunk. Hector, it strikes me
this dining room is rather small look
ing about the dingy, poorly furnished
| apartment. sit must be enlarged in
some way. You must see Durham about
| it at once, as it must be attended to be-
fore warm weather sets in. Dog days
, are so trying in Hillswood."
"My dear Orphies" - Mr.. Hunter
turned his severe eye on the dimpled face
opposite--''i 1T would cost mint of money
to enlarge this ROOM"
''Not so very much" said Mrs.
Hunter, composedly. "We had ours done
at home. think papa said the cost was
$780,"
Zone hundred and fifty dollars'' cried
Mr.. Hunter, staring at his young wife as
if he thought her crazy.
"Why. my dear Orphies, you speak as
If money grew on bushes, and could be
picked as easily as berries. Besides, /
never heard the first Mrs. Hunter COM
plain that this room was close"
"Poor thing" said Orphies, pttyingly,
"perhaps she didn't dare to. What were
you saying, Arthur? A baseball match
on the common2 Why, that's delight
full. Don't stay at home or my ac-
count, l beg of you. Go and enjoy
yourself while you can. Were l. a boy
I'd go with you. AS it is will sit by
the window with papa and watch the
game. Oh, Hector, forgot to tell you'll
Florence Freeman was married yester-
day, and who do you think the bride
groom was? Oh, you would never
guess, so l might as well tell you. 1t
was Percy Whitman, and such a display
as was made. Not at all like our hum
BILE union.''
"Wby didn't you take him, then2"
growled Mr.. Hunter, whose feelings were
somewhat 'riled" by the proposed change
in his house. "He wanted you at one
time, didn't he!''
Orphies laughed gleefully.
II didn't want him." she said. 81
had rather have you than dozen Percy
Whitmans."
And then, springing up, she threw her
arms around her husbands neck, greatly
to the children's establishment and, if the
truth be told, to his own as well.
"We will need some wood for the
morning, Hector" said Orphies, that
night, as her husband was preparing to
change his boots for the comfortable
slippers he had commanded Kathie to
bring him.
She had found SO much to do, and had
entered so heartily into the duties await
ing her, that her wedding day had
passed very much the same as those
spent under her fathers roof.
"Father never chops the wood, ven
tured Rosa Bell, seeing the look of sur
prise on her fathers face. 'sMamma
always did it, and when she died I
looked after the kindlings."
Orphies gave the batch Of dough she
was kneading vigorous turn.
"That isn't woman's work." she
said, with a determined shake of her
head. "Come, Arthur, help papa in
with the wood, and then we will hear all
about the baseball match. Hurry, Hec-
tor, my dear. No, no, Arthur isn't
strong enough to cut those great logs.
That is your work. He will bring it in
as fast as you get it ready, and baby and
will come and see tina you do it prop
erly."
Catching the little one in the round,
white arms bare to the elbow, and dotted
here and there with patches of flour,
Orphies danced out into the woodshed.
followed by the grumbling Hector and
the amused children.
Didn't l tell you father had found
his match?" whispered Rosa Bell to her
brother. HE never did this in his life,
and yet he doesn't say word; I'm glad
she's come
eff she l.'eps on the way she has be-
gun, I'll stand chance of getting out to
play once in while" answered doubt
ing Arthur. II had just jolly good
time this afternoon, thanks to her, and IL
never get another, can look back on
that F
Orphies had been married q week
when people began to look for open war,
but if there was any the young wife kept
it to herself.
To be sure, life was not all sunshine,
but she had expected few rainy days
would creep in. 49,.
She had married Hector Hunter in
spite of the reputation he had. Why she
had done so no one knew. but probably
Orphies did, for in spite of the apparent
dreariness of her lot, she was sunny,
sweet tempered and happy. in her new