St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1889-08-24

dilemma"
| You. Miss Fiora?"
Don't call me Miss Flora; call m,
Flora Make me believe I'm the hirct
girl"
but Miss-I mean Flora, you cam
coOkw
Cant 1? Didn't take cooking les.
sons all one winter in Philadelphia:
Not word Mrs. Wilde; your boarder
Will never know who ] am, and am
determined to nave my own way 70,
| Once!"
She sent a little note home to the
grange. signifying that sec intended to
remain with Mrs. Wilde until her
rheumatism was better.
just like FlO!" said Claris.a, the
eldest Miss Falkland.
shes always doing the funniest
hings. commented Elsie the Youngest
born OF the grange.
"of course" said Mrs Falkland.
1--WE are all sorry for that good soul
Mrs. Wilde; but why couldn't Flora
have sent one of the village girls to
wait on her? And what has become of
that tall. b.ack-cycd Huldah? These
poor people don't seem to have any cal
culatiOn at ALL"
Meanwhile Flora went to work and
cooked a dainty supper for the new
bOarder
1.-The hired girl. suppose. said Mr.
Kent kilburnc to himself. Very pref
". in wholesome, dimplcd way; car
ries herself very gracefully; out this
way, | am told. they're all free and
equal. and the servant sits at the same
table with the lady. wish she'd sit
down with me. This eating all alone
is the most unappetizing thing in the
world. But those flannel cakes were
delicious. and | never tasted better
coffee in my life"
He told her SO.
Flora smiled.
Il am glad you like my cooking"
said she.
1T is far nicer than my mothers
cook gives US in Bayswater square,"
declared he. Would you like to take
a situation in the city?"
''Oh. I'm very well satisfied with nv
place here" said Flora.
At the weeks end she and Mr.. Kill |
burnc were excellent friends. and Mrs. |
Wilde was beginning to hobble around
with stick.
So time passed on. 1t was a rainy
afternoon. and the apple blossoms
blowing like pink shells all over the
yrass- Mr. Kilburnc had just been
packing up a box OF brook trout to
end home to Bayswater square.
What a pleasant month this has
'een!" said he. with an involuntary
Ugh. Here ends the pleasure. Now
'egins the business
Flora had just taken a fragrant
rune pie out of the oven.
"Business?" she repeated.
Yes. DO you know family named
alkiand hereabouts:'
Every body knows every body else
n Wyatt's Falls" said Flora
Are they nice peoplc?"
Every nice. Why?'
I've got to call there" said Kill
urne. Il ought to have done SO be-
pre-. but dreaded it,"
"Why should you dread il?"
well. TO tell you the truth. I've an
Id bachelor uncle who was once very /,
luch in love with Mrs. Falkland i'm
lie days of her bcllehood. And he
rs heard that she has three daugh-
RS. and he wants me to fall in love
it'll one of them"
People cant fall in love to order,r
lid Flora.
chats just it," said Kilburnc.
They may be gorgons. for all I know.
: woman's rights advocates. or mere
'cial butterflies. You know them, ]
Ippose?'
I've seen thcm." said Flora
Tell me about them"
Il never discuss my Ecighbors."
well. which is the incest of the
rec?"
Don't I tell you am strictly non 2
q
Every WELL" said Mr.. Kilburnc.
it'll a sigh. Il must send for Uncle n
ldison To choose for me. l never o
uld make selection out of three" "a
Flora turned to him with tyes brim- (
OF sparkling mischief.
lone is dark" said she. I;
Il hate bruncttcs!" said Kilburne. IL
Zone is fair" u
There never is much character to II
n womenw dI
And Onc-thc middle 6ne-is like
=" e
'Humph: the middle one" said Kill W
rnc. Il think / snail like he.. l m
nix. Miss Wilde" for the poor. fool re
young man had got every thing Ia
ong. THAT | should like any one pc
o rcscmbled you. The fact is. like lu
1 very much - so much that I've lost
heart to you. Flora-Miss Wilde
1T run away. You arc the ideal girl
9 been dreaming of all these years
{ once a lady and busy little
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