Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1890-05-08

Where is Miles ~ roared the father.
Mas discharged him.
What fCr?''
Cause he talked saucy to her
Mr. Cayendish stood "a moment staring
at the pony and the peacock, boy and the
girl
Ethel, said he let that bird go
Roberth get off the pony at once and com
into the house
Ethel obeyed reluctantly Robert with
alacrity.
We've got company, chirped the lat.
ter youth company. pa, | most forgot
/ to tell You. And ma s in bed with head
ache, and there no one 10 get them any
supper. Hoo-ray!'
Mr. CWendish hurried into the house.
| The parlor was undusted yesterday $
/ flowers were wilted in the vases, and the
fire had died into mass of cinders
/ Through the open door was yisabl0 the
dining room, with the remains of the
breakfast still visibe-as disinviting "A
scene as could be beheld
! And there In the midst of all this tor
lornity sat Mrs. Burgoyne, his sister from
the west. to whom he had frequently
boasted of the perfection of his wife s
/ housekeeping arrangements, and a Mrs.
| Rldgway. who once, years ago, had been a
| sort of old sweetheart of his. OF all people
he was most anxious that his home should
appear pleasant I'm the eyes of those two
women! And nov
He made the best Of it however, He
extended TO them an ostentatiously hos
/ pitable welcome. hurriedly built up a
| blazing camel coal fire in the CRATE, and
/ FASTENED upstairs to where poor Mrs
/ Cavendish was deluging,her forehead in
! cologne, and endeavoring to twist up the
wet braid of her heavy hair into company
order
Julia, said he, what does this mean ?
Miles gone
81 discharged him. said She resolutely
You said was perfectly UNSUITABLE in
doing so if he spoke impartinently to me.
And he did so.
But what am to do?'
Precisely the question asked you this
morning.
Mr.. Cayendish had nothing further to
say for himself He simply muttered
some kind of an mathema between his
closed lips.
DO You know, he sand, that there IS
company down stairs?'
YES, but until this moment have been
unable TO leave my bed. y
My dear. he said compasssionately,
putting his arm around her shoulder,
does You head ache so hard? '
1T is better now. James
81 do believe slowly observed Mr..
ICavendish, that have been a fool. W
'Oh Jamesl'
81 wish | hadn't flown into such a
passion with poor Lucy. And all about
nothing, too when one comes 20 think Of
it,"
Mrs. Cayendish laughed Historically.
we all make mistakes, James, said
she "Wait a minute, dear. III 90 down
stairs with you now, if you'll give me your
arm. ! couldn't ask your sister and her
friend up here with the children sick with
measles, could ] %
who is with them now the children,
( / mean?"
A handy girl from the village Lucy s
sister
couldn't she help us with
the dinner yentured Mr.. Cavendish.
"She is too young. Besides She has had
no experience. But, james
Yes, Julia,
open confession is good for the soul, .
said Mrs Cayendish Lucy came back
tc me about two hours ago She said you
had sent her away, but she could not bear
to leave me at such time, She is getting
dinner down stairs now,
She a trump cried MIR. Cayendish.
Scarcely had he introduced his wife to
the ladies in the parlor than the folding
doors of the back room slid open revealing
a bright fire and a well spread table.
decorated with spring flowers datfodlls,
tulips and a few purple spikes of lilac. A
pair Of ducks had been roasted in the best
and most tempting style There We're
/ sweet breads and chicken salad by way OF
entrees a delicious steam pudding sent
forth its perfume from the kitchen, and
Lucy was Just bringing in the tomato
soup
MIR. Cayendish nodded good-humoredly
toward her She courtesied respectfully.
you needn worry about the horse and
COW. sir she said in a low voice.
Peter Frink FROM the Low farm is COM
/ ing to attend to them
I While the family were discussing the
steam pudding and prune pie Lucy slip
| ped into the paror and, to use her own
term, Strengthened up the disorder
4 there and the last impression taken away
| by the s,ors was one of neatness and
comfort
Mr.. Cavendish drew a long breath as he
watched the retreating footsteps OF his
company toward the road that led to the
| train.
Julia" said he, turning to his wife,
I've come TO the conclusion that times
have changed since my mother did the
work for ten children without any ser
want. ~
II quite agree with you, said Mrs.
! Cayendlsh
And was entirely wrong when ] sent
Lucy away; and you were quite tight when
you discharged Miles Henceforward, my
dear, wei try TO mingle a little common
sense with our housekeeping. Eli shall
we?'
And Mrs. Cavendish smiled as she as
sented
VIII Science Explain
ut is surprising the amount Of mesmer-
lie influence some men possess, remarked
an expert bookkeeper to "a Detroit Tribune
writer. Some time ago in New York !