Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1890-02-13
HOW THE PLAN WORKED.


The hands that will help you to rise if you fall,
The voice that is honest and CHEEKY and sweet
These only makes beauty forever-complete.
HOW THE PLAN WORKED.
your white roses are just coming into
bud, Lally," said Aldrich Cone, as he
came In from the garden. Blossom
Hedge is at its prettiest now"
The coffee eXhaled fragrant odor. the
fresh baked biscuits were of the most
delicate brown, and the chickens broiled
to a turn, but Mrs Cones face wore
most tragic expression as she sat with an
open letter in her hand
"Aldrich,' said she, Historically, - what
am I to do? Here's your Aunt Etfing CHAM
coming here next week, with her six
children and the nurse! They've had the
measles, it seems, and the doctor has pre-
scribed country-air; so they've decided to
inhict q four weeks visitation upon
mel"
"Oh, said Aldrich, guiltily, Il forgot
| to tell you Haldee Clare wants to come
here this summer. She requires perfec5
quiet to finish her new novel and says she
retains such a delightful impression Of
Blossom Hedge from her last summers
visit"
ooh, does she, indeed?" said Mrs.
| Cone, dashing the cream and sugar reck-
lessly, into the sea green china cups.
And we must remember that your Cous-
in Falkland has kindly volunteered to send
Andromeda here for the summer, so that
she may forget that love affair of hers with
| Jack Jocelyn.
I'm afraid wehaven't room for EN-
| all, " said Mr.. Cone, refectlvely.
'Oh, yes, you have, > said Lally, with
tears and laughter struggling in her voice.
They'll sleep ON the hall hat-rack, on the
garnet floor or the cellarshelves sooner
then forego the opportunity of getting
good country board for nothing And
shall do as | did last year-get along with
out new winter suit, and do my own
| homework, because the housekeeping bills
were so heavy during the summer. All
our relations are particular, you know,
about their eating and drinking, and we
| had to get new hair mattresses for the
| Johnson-Smyths, and recarpet Haldee's
room because she perfectly abhorred' the
old pattern"
Its outrageous!'' said Cone carving
the chickens. "But don't know how we
are to help ourselves without being dread
fully rude"
Tell them plainly that they cannot
come"
''Om relations, Lally!" demonstrated
Cone
Its an imposition, said Lally.
cts only for little while, my love.
Let EN- come.
st will be for all summer, Aldrieh."
mo, it won t. I'll see to that.
"What do you mean?'
GIVE GOT a plan in nv hand, love-
ga plan?"
Yes. You'll see. Only don't ask any
questions. -
But, Aldrich," pleaded the young
housekeeper, with a very hospitable i'm
pulse rising up in her heart, you mustn t
treat EN- rudely."
IN be as pleasant as Punch to EN-, my
love, see if l am not?
"Aldrich, what are you going to do?"
Didn't tell you, Lally, that it's a pro-
| found secret?''
i But you'd tell me?''
''I'l tell nobody"
And to this platform Mr.. Cone steadfast-
| ly adhered in spite of Lally's protestations
and entreaties.
The authoress arrived, with several
huge trunks, typewriter and ham
mock.
Miss Andromeda Falkland came by the
next train, like Niobe, all tears, and Mrs.
Efingham. her nurse and her noisy,
troublesome young convalescents brought
up to therear.
Ten people, said Mrs. Cone to that
| trustworthy and reliable confident, her
self .'Oh, dear! Oh, dear! l might as
we'll have taken a situation for general
housekeeping In summer boarding
house"
Il don't see, said Mrs. Pepper, the
ministers wife, what that young Cone is
| thinking of, to allow his wife to be over
run with relations. The weather is very
hot, and she is far from strong. And |
am told they sleep themselves on a sofa
| bedstead IN the parlor, to make room for
that swarm of parasites. >
MY dear, said the good parson. ''are
you not expressing yourself rather
strongly?"
I'm only speaking the truth, said
Mrs. Pepper.
! But it soon transpired that Mrs. Cones
visitor, like Barnum's happy family, could
not agree.
Miss Haldee Clare could not write with
out the accompaniment of perfect silence
| The little Effinghams could not divert
/
peculiar to their tender years, and both
| Miss Clare and Mrs Effingham took ex-
ceptionS to the mournful banjo notes on
which Andromeda Falkland was want of
an evening to bewail her blighted love-
They are quarreling like cats and dogs, :"
sighted Lally to her husband.
Let EN- quarrel, said Aldrich.
| ssWhat Iarts mai" said Frskine Ffin0-
ham, one afternoon as he returned from
a successful raid upon the hens nests in
the barn. We've got to take our ham
mocks and croquet out of the maple lot. y
What for?" petulantly inquired his
mother.
Cousin Aldrich has sold it.
"Sold- it? How very inconsiderate of
him. said Mrs. bingham sold it to
whom"
To the cemetery people.
"Whatl''
THE cem-e-tery-people. enumerated
Master Erskine. The railroads a-goin
right through the old graveyard, and
they We got to have new place. | heard
Cousin Aldrich tell the carpenter to bring
that load of fence posts right off and |
heard him say, too, that it didn't matter
so much, because there had already been
two or three interments there"
''Intermentsr' gasped Mrs. Efingham,
under our very windows? Goodness
gracious mel l never heard of such a
thing!"
j IF We phase, num-" said Della: the
nurse, that accounts for it.
Accounts for what?"
THE ghost, mum, all in white, utter
cd Della with chattprincr teeth 81 saen