Maryland independent. [volume] (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1874-current, 1889-03-01

to borrow cw butterfly china plates this
E5rning.'
1t must be nice to have city company"
sighed Marian.
"Oh, but think of the work Of i'll"
said Maud, lifting both her hands.
Mrs Ch'Pley came in at that moment,
also clad in what Marian called her
'srubbing rcgimentals, and wearing
an old o.ive-silk handkerchief tied
around her still bright and glossy hair,
and the three set themselves determined
ly to work.
The Reverend Milo Miner, on reach
ing the railway station, received tele
grar that his friend, Professor Klingen.
burg, could not possibly meet him that
day.
Very good, said Mr.. Miner. "In
just step back home and get mouthful
Of lunch, and then III go to look over
those ancient manuscripts with DIR.
Hodges. He has been urging me to do
50 for some time past, and l may never
havaa better opportunity than this"
Mt. Miner tucked the umbrella under
his am, tipped his black, wide-brimmed
hat over his eyes, and set off on a swift,
swinging stride back to Simpson Ter
racel
Tic blue door stood wide open. He
walked in, with no sort of ceremony.
Fresh paint' he said to bimself, ele-
waiting his thin nostrils. If there's any
thing on the face Of the earth l detest, it
IS fresh. paint. And I've got it all over
the Skirts of my be,t coat, too! Where
is Ms. Chipley' What has become of
the girsl Nobody ever seems to be in
the May when they're wanted. But,
fonlhlately, here's lunch ready spread
| wonder, now, how it happened! How
could they know | was coming back3
Cold roast grouse, with currant jelly
chicIsp salad-pickled oysters-really,
now tliis is something quite beyond the
ordi;ary run of our bills of fare!o
Tie pastor sat down, and ate with an
excellent appetite. He made yawning
hole jim the chicken salad mound; he
picket the bones of crisp, brown
grolife with genu nc satisfaction; he but
tcredsa tlaky biscuit, and added to its
favoi by several spoonfuls of amber
quine preserve.
slAlthe same, " said he to himself, as
he VIII ID his mouth with damask nap
lkiafMfa rose from his chair, with an
other glance at the egetablc-shaped
watch; ''this sort Of thing is quite be-
yond Mrs Chipley's MEAS, l thought
she had better sense. l must really
speak to her about it. In the meantime
must make good speed, if l expect to
have much time at my friend Hodges
place."
Away he trudgcd, much comforted
and sustained as regarded his inner man.
Joe, joel" shrickcd Mis- Francesca
Dean, coming into the room few min
utes later, "what have you donel Eaten
up all the company lunch Oh, you
greedy"
"I'll be blame if I have" shouted
Joe, from an upper room, where he was
transforming himself from an amateur
iourneyman painter to modern tennis
player. "What are you talking about9"
"SoMe one has eaten his fill" cried
NJ s. Franklin. "Jus. lcol< at the ta-
blelo
"Then it's some tramp sncaked in
through the door that left open to dry
the paint bawlcd Joe, shifting his
leg.
And while the Dean family we're en-
dcavor.ng to repair damages, the task of
house cleaning went swimmingly on at
the chipley domicile, only two doors
away, the girls and their mother scarcely
taking tine TO sit down and eat their
bodybuilding, which, by the way, got
badly scorched through Maud's override
votion to putting the chintz window cur
tains in t',e ractor's e1nd,-
Bat hasten as they would, the newly
whitewashcd walls were scarcely dry and
the furniture not yet rearranged, when
dusk dc cended on the scene and tAc
Rev. Milo Miner came in. -
"0h, take care, Mr.. Milnern cx-
claimed Maud. 'The door-the paint
is fresh"
Mr.. Miner solcmnly advanced into the
area of the lamplight, and, twisting
himself around to get at the skirts of
his coat, eyed them disconsolately.
"Morc paint" said he. "Blue paint!"
mo cried Marian. 'Green!"
The two colors were ludicrously alike,
by lamp-light. The green might be
mistaken for lively bIue-the blue for
a dull green.
''Blue, said the pastor firmly. "Do
you think | haven't the use of my eyesi"
"Green," persisted Marian. 81 know,
because put it on myself"
at is not well, said the Rev. Milo,
"for the young to be too positive"
"But truth is truth, said Maud.
''And while Lam about it, " said Mr..
Afilnev, now thoroughly exasperatcd,
Il deem it my duty to demonstrate with
you concerning the cxtravagant and un-
warranted stye of diet in which you in
dulgc during my absencel"
.-.s.I don't kn7# Wirai .s,4 fueail - saitl
Mrs. Chip'ey, fceb.y, catching her