Sacramento daily record-union., 1888-09-29

Nell, are you here? And what is the
matter? Is the kitchen on fire? The
whole place is in fog"
Nell came forward, looking more like
tattooed Indian than the pretty woman
she was
al am making currant jelly, and l
thought you would not be home till late,
Ned.n
"Does it require such mess as this to
make currant Jelly? And what fright
you are, Nell! I've brought Warburton
home to dine"
"Theres not a mouthful of dinner,
Ned"
"What! Didn't 1 send ham and a
pair Of chickens ?"
had no time to cook; I've been max
ing Jelly all day"
"Confound the jelly Come, Nell, you
must get up some show of dinner"
81 can't, Ned. Pm tired to death, and
! my hand is burned. You shouldn't have
invited Mr. Warburton without letting
me know"
"Now, Just hear that !" cried the pro-
voked husband " after telling me so often
to bring friend whenever / liked! Pm
surprised at you, Nell" !"
Nell sank into a seat, and, covering her
face with her sticky apron, burst into
tears, while the jelly began to steam over
again.
Her husband, half beside himself with
the kissing noise and his own vexation,
made dive at the kettle, and in his efforts
to get it off the stove upset it, deluging
the floor.
"Pm glad of it! You've no business
attempting to make the confounded stuff
when you don't know how" he cried,
fiouncing out of the kitchen, and leaving
his wife to have her cry out "Pll go
and send Warburton away"
Poor Nellie sobbed conyulsively, un-
mindful Of the meandering red river at
her feet, until Hannah entered.
"Why, dearie, what trouble you're in,
to be surel and all your jelly wasted
But never mind we'll have the next
kettle all right"
Nell sprang up and threw herself into
the old woman's arms.
"Oh, Hannah. and Ned's gone to send
Mr.. WarbWton away without his dinner,
and he'll never forgive me-" she sobbed.
"Yes, he will dearie, yes he will-don't
you fret! I've sent them over to your
mothers for a lunch And now let me tell
you what to do. Put all this jelly making
by till to-morrow-we'l begin bright and
early in the morning, and"
" But, Hannah, it won't come to jelly"
"Oh, yes it will, when you add little
gelatine"
"Didn't tell you, ma am ?' muttered
Jane, mopping up the red river.
"Never mind the Jelly now," continued
Hannah; "you and Jane set to work and
get up nice little supper, and take down
your curls and put on your prettiest gown,
and Pll hurry over and send the master
and his guest back about sunset; that'll
make everything right"
| Nell demurred little.
Ned was cruel to get into passion !;
he knew | couldn't help It," she sobbed.
Old Hannah gave her a look.
Hush, my dearie; put that foolish
spoil your happiness. Mind what old
Hannah says"
And Nell obeyed
She and Jane worked as they never did
before in their lives.
Sunset found the kitchen as clean as a
new pin-the unfortunate jelly banished
ana the dalntlest OF Supple-taDleS set.
And as the sun went down, Nell herself
walked down the garden path to meet her
husband, robed in crisp, white muslin, a
scarlet ribbon zoning her waist, rose in
her hair.
"Tm glad to see you, Mr.. Warburton,' y
she said, smilingly. You have found me
in great tribulation to-day. l attempted
what | did not understand and got into
trouble. Ned, dear, forgive me and bring
your friend into supper"
"Oh, Nell, what a brute | was p' whis-
pered her husband, OBTAINING her min
ute at the kitchen door. "Can you for
give me? And your poor hand burned
too. I'll dig up every currant bush in the
garden tomorrow"
No, Ned" she replied, az shall learn
to make currant jelly tomorrow. Let them
alone" ."-Ne,o York Ecening World.