The morning call., 1890-05-19

HsAFc9 CaVehuish, entering MS VINE
| NsEW9!N room, I've sent that girl of yours
- about her business"
Mrs. Cavendsh looked up with start.
She was buttoning Bob's apron, patiently
following him about the room as he frisked
after the cat.
III spoke distinctly enough, didn't? l.
| -discharged-Lucy."
What for, James ?"
"lnsolence, that's ALL
But Lucy never could have been inso-
| lent" pleaded Mrs. CaYendish, twisting off
the last button from Bob's apron in her
| perturbation.
'Oh, couldn't she, though? [ just wish
you had been there. that's all"
What did she sayP'
| 81 told her she was half an hour behind
| with breakfast, and asked her what she
meant by il; and she told me that she was
| doing the best she could, and could not do
better if all the world depended upon it,"
But, James, the poor girl is nearly fran
| tic with toothache this morning"
81 can't help that; she had no business
| to answer me so impudently. 1t wasn't the
words so much-it was the Manner
herr
dish angrily. 81 believe you'd take any
body else's part against me. OF course
discharged her. l told her to move her
things outside of the house in two hours, or
I'd fling them out of the window"
-" But, James, what am to do?" said
Mrs. CavendiSh, who had by this time
captured Ethel, the second child, and was
butt0uing her boots " 18th nervous rapdity.
With one of my sick headaches coming
on aud Willie and Pen down with the
measles, and not one soul to lift hand for
me-"
That's pretty question to ask" said
Mr.. Cavendsh, standing with his hands in
his pockets. One would think you women
were made of sugar or salt nowadays. My
| mother had ten children-ten-and did
every stroke of work for them herself, year
in and year out, and here you make rum
pus because you happen to be left without
servant for twenty-four hours-Oecause.
of course, l shall expect to stop at Wig
gins, and send you up Norwegian or a
Swede this afternoon"
Poor Mrs. Cavendish hurst into tears.
" James" said she, Lucy was the best
girl have ever had. You should not have
sent her out of the house in this way. How
would you like it if | went down to your
wholesale boot and shoe place and dis
charged your clerks?"
should say you did perfectly right"
replied Cayendish, IF they answered you
impertinently. Now, don't snivelI If there
is anything l hate it is a scene. I'll go
downstairs and boil the coffee myself-any
one eau make eotfee-and you hurry down
with the children as soon as you can There
is plenty of bread and butter and cold
boiled nam, anyhow. Nobody ever starved
on that"
Mr.. Cavendish had 'camped OUT good
deal during his bachelor days, and sue
eeeded in preparing a very good pot of
coffee. The bread and butter and cold ham
were not bad Of their kind. but the children
cried aloud for milk. The Cavendishes
kept n COW, and the milk had not been
brought in.
Aud that was what kept Lucy!' in
voluntarily cried Mrs. Cavendish.
Condensed milk is good enough for
anybody" asserted Mr.. CaYendish.
But Bob and Ethel declined to drink it
on any terms
"Starve 'em to it," said the father.
drinking his hot coffee in prodigi0us gulps.
Healthy children have no business to be
dainty"
And he caught up his ha. and ulster and
made bee line for the train.
Mrs. Cavendish looked piteouslv around
at the dIsoTdered table, the ash-choked fire.
the general desolation of the room. Her
headache was gradually working itself up
70 the supreme moment of desperation.
The children above stairs were CRYING for
breakfast. Bob was sailing his shoe in the
cedar pail of water. Ethel was feeding the
kitten from the can of condensed milk.
Ma, piped up Bob, there's a tramp at
the kitchen winder"
But IL was no tramp. 1t was Miles the
Stableman.
oh, Miles, am so glad!" said Mrs. Ca
Yendlsh. Gu have brought us the milkP'
haven't that, num-" said Miles. The
cows lust, an it's not meSelf is gOin' to
track her all through the swamps an bogs.
Ii the master wants his cow took care of
he's got to pay me dollar a week more
wages"
"Got to, Miles?"
"Yis'm!" boldly retorted the man. 81
amt am, to be put upon no longer. Doctor
Mlller'S man"
Very wen," said Mrs. Cavendish, "you
may go"
Ma'amw echoed astonished Miles.
=" You are discharged" said Mrs. Caven-
dish, firmly, at onceI'
Miles skunk away and disappeared.
MIS-. CaveudlSn went up to her ROOM and
after administering as we'll as she could to
the wants of the poor little victims of meas
les she threw herself on the bed, with wet
towel bound around her head and despair
in her heart.
There's one comfort" said Mrs. Cayen-
dish, gloomily smiling, "if he discharged
Lucy have sent away MileS!"
MIR. CavendlSh had an unusually busy
day in the city. As he was hurrying toward
the depot i'll the afternoon he remembered
that his mission to Mr.. Virgins famous
Intelligence bureau" was vet unfulfilIed.
Contound it,! said Mr.. Cayendish to
himself. However, Tomorrow will do
just as well. My mother did without any
help at ali %
~ 'HC otdtiou Ho UuSSy was waiting.
Il wonder what that lazy villain Miles is
doing!' said Mr.. Cavendsh, dark frown
gathering upon his brow. He may think
he's got snug place of it, but III teach him
L m not to be trified with
When he reached Althea Lodge eyery-
thing was disorsanized. Ethel was pulling
the feathers out of the peacoek's tail. Bob
was galloping around the barn-yard on the
back OF P0unce, the pony.
We're having such fun, PAP he cried,
as his father entered the yard. "Pounce
hasn't been fed, cause l could not find the
key of the oat-bin and the COW is lost Such
fun!"
where is MilesP" roared the father.
MIA discharged him."
''What for?"
"'Cause he talked saucy to her."
Mr. CavendlSh stood moment staring at
the pony aud the peacock, the boy and the
Ethel" said he, ''let that bird go. Rob-
ert, get off the pony at once and come into
the house."
Ethel obeyed reluctantly; Robert with
alacrty.
We've got company" chirped the latter
youth company, pa; most forgot to tell
you. And mas in bed with headaehe. and
there's no one TO get any supper Hooray.' -
Mr.. Cavendish hurried into the house.
The psrlor was undusJed, yesterdays flow