The state herald., 1890-08-08

thing was disorganised. Ethcl wAs
pulling the feathers out Of the pea.
cocks tall; Bob was gnlloping around
tho barn-yard on the back OF Pounce,
the pony.
''We'ro having such fun, par he
cried. "Ponnce hasn't been fed. cause
couldn't find the key Of the ont bin,
and the cow Is lost. Such fun!"
s.Where is Milesp" roared the father.
MAS discharged him."
"What forp"
"'Cause he talked saucy to her.~
Mr.. Cavendish stood moment star.
ing at the pony and the peacock, the
boy and the girl.
Ethel" said he, .'let that bird go.
Robert. get OIL the pony at once and
come into the house"
Ethel obeyed reluctantly, Robert with
alacrity.
We've got company" chirped the
latter youth-''company, pa! most
forgot to tell you. And mas in bed
with headache. and there's no one to
get them any supper. Hooray!'
Mr.. Cavendish hurried into the house.
The parlor was undusted. yesterdays
flowers were wilted in tho vases, and
the fire had died into mass Of feathery
cinders. Through the open door was
visible the dining-room, with the re-
mains Of the breakfast still visible-as
dispiriting scene rs could well be be-
held.
And there. In the midst Of all this
forlornity, sat Mrs. Burgoyne. his sister
frsNyvn n In rhnux kn had frn-
quently boastcd OF the perfection Of his
wife's housekeeping arrangements. and
= Mrs. Ridgway, who once, years ago,
had been sort Of old, sweet beau Of
his. OF all people, he was most anxious
that his home should appear pleasant
In the eyes Of those two women! And
now
He made the best OF II, however. Ho
extended to them an SYSTEMATICALLY
hospitablc welcome. hurricdly built
up blazing camel coal iirc In the
CRATE. and fastened upstairs to where
poor Mrs. Cavendish was deluging her
forehead In cologne and cndeavoring
to twist up the wet braids of her heavy
hair into company order.
Julia" said he, what does this
mean? Miles gone"
II discharged him." said she. reso-
iutcly. You said l was perfectly
justiiiablc in doing so II he spoke i'm
pertinently to me. And he did so."
but what am TO do?"
Precisely the question asked you
this morning"
Mr.. Cavendish had nothing further
to say for himself. He simply muttered
some kind Of an anathcma between his
closed lips.
"Do you know" he said. "that there
is company down-stairs?"
Yes; but until this moment I have
been unable to leave my bed"
my dear" he said. compassionatcly,
putting his arm around her shoulder.
''does your head ache so hard?"
at Is better now, James,"
II do believe" slowly observed Mr..
Cavendish. ''that have been fool"
"Oh. Jamcs!''
Il wish hadn't flown into such q
passion with poor Lucy. And all about
nothing. too. when one comes to think
of It,"
Mrs. Cavendish laughed Historically.
I'VE all make mistakes. james" said
she. wait n minute. dear. I'll go
downstairs with you now. II you'll
give me your arm. | couldn't ask
your sister and her friend up hero with
the children sick with the measles,
could II"
.Who is with them now-thc child.
red. mean?"
"A handy young girl from the viii
lagc-Lucy's sister"
"Couldn't-couldn't she help us with
dinnerp" venturcd Mr.. Cavcndish.
"Shc Is too young. Besides. she has
had no experience. But james"
Yes, Julia"
'Open confession IL good for tho
SOUL" said Mrs. Cavcndish. Lucy
came back TO me about two hours ago.
She said you had sent her away, but
that she could not bear TO leave me ut
such n time. She is getting dinner
downstairs now"
"She's trump" cried Mr.. Caven.
dish.
Scarcely had he introduced his wife
TO the ladies In the le,r.or than the
folding doors Of the back room slid
open. revealing bright fire and well.
spread table. decorated with spring
flowers -dadodils. tulips. and few
purple spikes Of lilac. A pair Of ducks
had been roasted In the best and most
tempting style. There were sweet
breads aud chicken salad by way Of
entrees; n delicious steam pudding
sent forth Its perfume from the kitchen.
and Lucy was Just bringing In tho
tomato soup.
Mr.. Cavendish nodded good-humor-
eddy toward her. She courtesicd re-
specially.
You needn't worry about the horse
and cow. SIR" she said. In low voice.
Peter frink from the Low farm Is
coming TO attend TO them"
While the family were discussing
the steam pudding and prunc pie. Lucy
slipped into the parlor. and. 10 use her
| own terms, Strengthened up" tho dis
order there. and the last Impression
taken away by the visitors was one Of
neatness and comfort.
Mr.. Cavendish drew long breath ms
he watched the reircating footsteps Of
his compan- toward the road that led
TO the train.
| 'Julia," said he. turning 10 his wife.
eve come TO the conclusion that times
have changed since my mother did tho
work for ten children without amy SER
| want"
II qnite agree with you" said Mrs.
Cavendish.
And wax entirely wrong when !
sent Lucy away; and were quite right
when you discharged Miles. Hence.
forward. my dear we'll try and mingle
little common sense with our house,
keeping. Eh-shall wc2"
| And Mrs. Cavcndish smiled ~ she
assented. Helen foresf Graves in
Phiiadeiphia Saturday Night.
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