The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1891-04-04
But 1 certainly told Violet you were

coming.
Don't beg of you, let me interfere
with any of your household arrange
ments, said Mr.. Ericsson, whose idea
of house cleaning consisted of leaving
dirty room in the morning, coming
back to new curtains, fresh chair GOV.
ers and polished furniture at night.
You see our old bachelor had yet much
to learn.
rSolet came to the tea table, her
r - disfgured by close cap,
- envelopng her figure in its
Z and curious folds and a
= apleG air. There was nothing
tt y bread and butter, damaged
81 md cold pork.
A. How's this !asked Mr.. Howard,
surveying the board with a disguised
air. Is this the best you have to set
before US, Vlolet2
Grandpa said Violet, with an in
jured air, you know have some am
bition to be good housekeepcr-and
how can | clean house properly and
yet spend my whole time IN the kitchen2
Besides, for one don't believe in in
digestible dainties. If ever l keep
house l shall live on plain Graham
bread and simple cold water
| Mr.. Ericsson, who was rather fond
of harmless little side dishes and salads,
jellies and creams, WINGED visibly.
Grandpapa Howard stared at the saucy
little girl in blank wonder.
After tea Mr.. Encson sat down to a
chat with Violet but be had scarcely
spoken sentence before she rose.
/ Excuse me said she ; but | must 60
and see that the carpets are brought in
from the grass and the white-wash
pals covered. Your room was white
washed to-day, Mr.. Ericsson, and
thoroughly scrubbed. saw to it, my
| self
Eh2 gasped the elderly lover, think
ing of his rheumatism and sciatica.
Possibly it may be little damp-lf-lf
any other apartment was equally as
convenient
The bedsteads are all down, and the
carpets all up! interrupted Violet.
You can either sleep there or In the
barn. which ever you choose
Mr.. Ericsson looked rather discom-
flied. Evidently the velvet kitten could
scratch, if she chose And wasn't it
Just possible that Violet Howard might
be shrew? He---s.l..as Pstruchio to
attempt ttaattttsfirIs' oa aerine-ahd=
Just then Mr.. HN ard came in, an
the old genteman's reverie was CT
short
He went yawning to his bedroom,
nine O'Clock. 1t was rather stupid
sit by the light of kerosene lamp
listen to old Howard's platitu'
Violet came near him no more.
The-e-w said Mr.. Erison, loo
hopelessly at the floors, and rec
walls of his room. Sheets damp
bet cookey! My good woman
Dorcas, who was carrying his ]
how often does your young lady {
house?
Four times a year, sir, said |
promptly, and oftener if she thlnl J
house needs it. She's dreadful !
housekeeper, is Miss Vl'let.
Four times year ! echoed
Ericsson, In dlsmay. Why man
would be secured and scrubbe
steamed away from HIM at this 7
He woke up at the first dawn
morning, stiff sore, with aching
every JOINT. =
Confound house cleaning, ht
as he contrived to draw his bl /.
coat across the newly white
thereby causing it 10 assume &
blance to a miller's blouse.
enough of it. e.
He came down to break
coffee, pickles and cold
with bag ready packed.
You're not going to leave
cried his host.
II find important bu
me away this morning.
lied our venerable hero.
| here, Howard-a word
| find, on mature retiectl
be very foolish for an
myself to think OF
-ahem-charmi ~,
May and November, eh3 aLcss al an ,u4.,
sort of thing She'll be a great deal
happier with some one nearer her own
age. And, speaking very fast to anti
cipate the opposition he saw in Mr..
Herodotus' face, about that 'rifie OF
money between us, Wen cry quits
What does few dollars signify betwee'
friends? Take It as wedding prese
for Miss Violet, whenever she fiji
some one to take my place. Ha
ha"
And away went Mr.. Eri
Violet Howard did not s'
tear over her recreant low ~N'
merrily on with the sp"s'
And when the annual c"a
over she married-OlN
| ,,oe yerv cinoular how ~