Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1890-11-22


leaved clovers together and she told his
name with daisy. He was compli-
mentary and gallant Lily felt as if a
crisis was at hand They me Sue, with
her hands full of wild flowers, coming
from school
"A neighbor?" he asked with his most
Indifferent manner, as she just nodded
an iurried by.
30 T. no. That is Sue Capulet, Harry's
CO. u, She used to keep his house be-
f. D." rried
she is rather prim in her ways
an opini mated, like all country peo-
pie. "
"Ah! she must he very disagreeable. "
Perhaps; ut one needs to live with
her to find it cut
And you live with her. "
"Yes. She will live here, l suppose,
till somebody marries her "
"Then she has a over?"
81 never heard of one. "
"And yet she i not precisely ugly, I"
with wicked twinkle in his eyes.
mo, not at all; only commonplace, ]"
conceded Lily.
The dinner progressed as far as tho
dessert. 1t was a picked up one, to be
sure; but what could any one expect
who came without announcing himself.
Mrs. Harry assured herself Mr.. Blake
W as a famous diner out; he knew, more
over, how to make himself agreeable
over a dinner of herbs, and then there
was her English plum pudding to top off
with. How plump and delicious it
looked as it came upon the tabl', and
what royal odor it emitted. She cat it
with pride in her mien. She tasted and
shot a quick glance at Mr.. Blake, but
said nothing. The guest was quietly
nibbling at it and talking brilliantly.
Presently Lily, who had been listening
to him, attacked it. She turned pale,
and gave her plate little angry push.
Then Mrs. larry having helped every
body else, sett ell herself to the enjoy-
ment of Ter pudding. Sue, regarding
her, saw loo'> of CONSERVATION gather
on her face S uttered an eXclama-
ton as if She ha been wounded.
Sue, s. e cried angriIy, you carried
the wrong pudding to Mrs. Blake This
is the oor mans pudding, regardless
OF her guest.
II carried tn" pu ding the cook gave
ME, retur ell S lr.
"No wonder Ms. Burke thought it's
too good for poor foIks!" put in Lily,
sourly.
Then both glowered at Sue. They
f,, hni hn
fore their guest, but they were too full
of Indignation t, talk nationally or
coherently. If Mr.. Blake guessed that
there was Thunder in the air, he was as
flcetou, and arrcdotal as usual, ignored
t t,e atmospheric changes, and did not
hurry away. Bu. when he was obliged
to take his train at last, the thunderbolt
burst about Sues head.
80 you carried your point, after all
my directions to the contrary, says
Mrs. Harry; Mrs. Burke had her Elg-
lish plum pud'iin; in spite of me.
Il had nothing to do with it, y returned
Sue; 1T was as much surprise to me
as to you.
PITY Harry hadn't been here, said
Miss Lily, ignoring Sues version. IF
his wife isn't to be m stress in his house,
il is time he knew it. A poor mans
pudding to set before Mr.. Gus Blake, Que
of the most fastdious of men.
Pm very sorry" said Sue, "it wasn't
nice pudding.
Nor a nca thing for you to do in an
others housA.
Mrs Capu ct, had nothing what
ever to do with it, protested Sue.
Susan Capulet, l don't believe word
you say.
And if I was sister, you OF l would
leave the hous'."
And so it happened that Sue packed
her trunks, and Harry Capulet had such
version of Mrs. Burke's pudding that
lie did not dream of recalling her.
She went to a friends house in the
city, who had promised to find her a sit
uation.
In the meantime Mrs. Capulets serv-
ants confded the story of the plum pud-
ding to Mrs. Burke herself, and Gus
Blake's part in it. Mrs Burke felt it
her duty to write Mr. Blake and repeat
the whole affair, and through him to
help sweet Mss Sue, who would never
hurt fly, out of her trouble.
Mr. Blake smiled at this letter. So
they had made it hot for Miss Sue. He
hadsuspected as much. He went to call
on his friend, Mrs. Barnes, and request
her cooperation. He was shown into the
music room, and met Sue.
$50, ," he said. shaking hands, "this is
the result of Mr.. B urke's pudding"
And then Mrs. Barnes entered.
81 came" he said, "to consult you
about the affairs of a friend of mine who
has come to grief. Her case is even
worse than that of the man in the South
who burnt his mouth eating cold plum
porridge.
The upshot of it was that Sue had a
position little ntor, where Mr. Bake
was intimate enough to drop in at his
pleasure, and carry the governess off to
the orera, or a few hours recreation in
the park hcli hi ,na'; and so it hap
pened that one da' Lily and Mrs. Capu-
let received the Weeld.nr cards of Miss
Susan Capulet, and Mr.. GI;tavt, Blake,
which was owing to Mrs. b nix, pud-
ding. : Mary N. Prescott in IIarper's
Bazaar.
Proare has its enaIties. The use of
steam as motive power and heater
has cost many thousands of lives. So
has the use of gas as an illuminator
Electricity is now at th' front for EN-
ployment as power and light. 1t is do
ing some killing but is victims are few
as compared with those of steam.